Request
"Joon no need to apologize! Remember dad's words! Joon is not a burden and Joon is not weak. So don't talk about that nonsense again, promise?"
Joon nodded, obediently.
After a few minutes, Kenichi came with a bowl of porridge that was still warm. He just heated it up.
"Joon is now eating porridge and taking vitamins, right? Father first went to the market to buy our needs."
"Joon bought meatballs, chicken noodles, satay, soto, rawon, pecel rice and nasi padang too, Dad. It feels like Joon hasn't eaten for a year."
Jaya and Kenichi laughed at Joon's request. It's also true what Jaya said earlier, Joon will wake up by himself if he feels hungry.
***
Along the way to the market, Jaya's mind wandered far away. He really felt useless right now. In fact, he couldn't even take Joon to the doctor.
Jaya really understands. The wound on Joon's head was not a minor injury. If they took Joon to the hospital, surely the doctor would suggest a CT Scan. And the CT Scan costs more than 3 million rupiah, not to mention they have to prepare other unexpected costs.
Jaya ruffled his hair roughly. Why didn't he have any savings for a situation like this? He felt like a failed parent. Zenkyo up there must be cursing Jaya right now for not being able to take care of Zenkyo's son.
If he think about it, in recent years cafe sales have grown rapidly, Jaya don't know where Kevin hid all that money. Jaya and Kenichi also stupidly want to be paid the equivalent of a regular employee's salary. Jaya should be the boss. Why had he put his full trust in the sly Boss Hirano Kevin?
"Aaakhh! Damn Kevin! I swear I'll beat you up if we meet again!" Jaya growled while punching a tree on the side of the road.