One week has passed, the smell of cooking can be smelled in every corner of the Dwi Hasanah orphanage. The Dwi Hasanah Orphanage is where Jingga grew up. Yes, his parents' accident forced Jingga to have to live in the Dwi Hasanah orphanage because his brother didn't want to take care of Jingga, who was 10 years old at the time.
Jingga walked into the kitchen, he saw Mrs. Sri, who is the mother of the orphanage, was busy holding the cooking utensils, assisted by Mrs. Dwi who also lived in the orphanage.
"Mother, why cook this much?," said Jingga while looking at each cooking table full of vegetables, meat and other ingredients.
"Jingga, are you awake?" asked Mrs. Sri who looked at the clock showing 6 in the morning.
"Yes ma'am. It seems this is more than what we usually cook," answered Jingga.
"Yes, Jingga. Today we have guests," said Mrs. Sri.
"Guest? Who?" asked Jingga curiously.
"Mrs. Diva," answered Mrs. Sri.
"Mrs. Diva? The biggest donor in this home, isn't it?" asked Jingga in disbelief because all this time he was always not in the orphanage when Mrs. Diva came to their home.
Bu Sri smiled at Jingga.
"Yes, Jingga, Mrs. Diva is going to our home with her family, so I cook a lot," explained Mrs. Sri.
"Wow, really? That means later the orphanage will be very crowded," said Jingga.
"Yeah Jingga, are you going to the boutique today?" asked Mrs. Sri.
"No, ma'am, we are closing today because Adisty is not feeling well, so Jingga's employees also have permission, so we will close today first," said Jingga.
"That's good then," said Mrs. Sri.
"Good, why ma'am?" asked Jingga surprised.
"Oh no, let's help Mom cook!" asked Mrs. Sri.
"Jingga help Mrs. Dwi cut vegetables, Mom," said Jingga.
"Yes," said Mrs. Sri.
Jingga walked over to Bu Dwi and took a knife to start cutting vegetables.
"Adisty is sick?" asked Mrs. Dwi who realized that there was Orange beside her.
"I'm not feeling well, ma'am. Maybe your period is coming," said Jingga.
"Oh I see, I'll give you warm water later and you have to drink lots of water," said Mrs. Dwi.
"Yes ma'am. Ma'am, Jingga has never met Mrs. Diva before even though Jingga has been here for 10 years," said Jingga.
"You met when you were little, maybe you didn't remember Jingga and when you grew up you were rarely at the orphanage, so it's only natural that you didn't see each other, after all, Mrs. Diva rarely goes to this orphanage, usually only her assistants are here to donate money, clothes, school supplies. and others," explained Bu Dwi.
"Oh," said Ginga.
Jingga, Mrs. Sri and Mrs. Dwi focused on cooking until they heard a scream from inside the house.
"Orange, you should go inside, it looks like there are children fighting," said Mrs. Sri.
"Okay ma'am, Jingga goes inside first," said Jingga.
Jingga immediately let go of the knife and walked quickly towards the house.
"There's no one, where's the screamer?" asked Jingga alone.
Jingga walked here and there looking for the source of the sound, Jingga saw from the window there was a pair of boys and girls arguing in the orphanage's yard, it turned out that the voice came from outside the house.
Jingga immediately ran to the child.
"Ridho, Anna," shouted Jingga.
"Sis Jingga," shouted Anna who immediately hugged Jingga.
"What's wrong honey? Why are you screaming?" Jingga asked the girl who was 6 years old.
"Ridho's brother is evil, he pushed Anna," said Anna who started to cry. At first Anna seemed to be holding back tears but after there was Jingga, it was as if Anna started to vent her tears to Jingga.
"Oh my God, is anyone sick?" asked Jingga while examining Anna's body.
"No," said Anna, wiping her tears.
"Ridho, is what Anna said true?" asked Orange softly.
"Yes," said a boy named Ridho who was about 8 years old.
"Ridho why push Anna?" asked Jingga again.
Ridho looked down without answering Jingga's question.
"Ridho is a good boy, let's say it, Sis Jingga won't be angry if Ridho wants to be honest," said Jingga.
"Anna snatched Ridho's toy so Ridho was annoyed, then Ridho pushed Anna," said Ridho, who still kept his head down.
"So both of them are wrong, right?" asked Jingga while stroking the hair of the two sisters.
Yes of course they are not siblings. They both have the same fate as Jingga who was left by his parents.
"Yes Sis," said Ridho and Anna at the same time.
"Well then, now it was Anna who apologized to Ridho for snatching the toy, and Ridho also apologized to Anna for pushing Anna down," said Jingga.
"Brother Ridho, I'm sorry Anna," said Anna, holding out her hand.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Ridho also apologizes to Anna," said Ridho as he put his hands together on Anna's.
"Well, if it's like this, isn't it nice to see?" said Jingga.
"Yes, Sis, thank you, Sis Jingga," said Ridho and Anna.
"Yes, both of you, don't fight anymore, brother, I want to go inside first to help Mrs. Sri cook," said Jingga while kissing Anna and Ridho.
Ridho and Anna smiled and started playing again. Jingga turned around to go inside but was stopped when he saw Adisty holding a baby at the door who saw Jingga comforting Ridho and Anna.
"You can always be relied on if you are asked to calm the children," said Adisty.
"Just say you asked me to look after Baby Kila right?" said Jingga who walked over to Adisty.
"I'm not feeling well, Jingga. Baby Kila was crying all the time in the room," said Adisty, who looked pale.
Baby Kila is also a child who lives in an orphanage. A tiny baby who is only 4 months old, he is still very small for a child whose parents live. However, his mother died while giving birth to him while his father was unable to take care of him alone. The only best place is indeed an orphanage.
"Here I will take care of it," said Jingga who was about to take Baby Kila in Adisty's hands.
"Adisty, don't you just go to the doctor? You look very pale," said Jingga.
"No, I just need to rest. I understand because it's the first day of my period," said Adisty.
"Yes, you rest there," said Jingga who asked Adisty to come inside.
"Okay, thank you Jingga," said Adisty who walked inside leaving Jingga and Baby Kila.
Jingga looked at Baby Kila with pity. Baby Kila is now very calm and looks like she wants to sleep in Jingga's arms.
'You are still small but you have lived like this Kila, I really can't bear to see you don't have a mother and father,' Jingga thought.
But from a distance there were a pair of eyes watching Jingga and Kila.
'Mrs. Diva did not choose you wrongly as Jingga's daughter-in-law, you are kind and can also be a very gentle mother, but I am very worried that when you come to know Mr. Arseno's identity you will be hurt,' thought Mrs. Sri who was watching Jingga.