
The warm atmosphere was clearly visible in the dining room of the Oenelon Family home. The three friendly families were seen letting go of each other's longing. Because of their busy lives, they rarely have time to chat together.
"You're great Galen! Among the three of us, you first have a grandchild," praised Mr. Yongki with a glance towards Sania who sat beside Piero. " Unlike me, who knows when she'll have a grandchild."
"Maybe you'll soon, so don't make it difficult for your son's wedding, if we're sincere everything must be happy" said Mr. Galen.
"Easy! I don't want to ruin our mood by talking about them. Is Eliza going to marry Daniel? I saw you guys together a few times?" ask Mr. Yongki again.
"We're just friends. Because I already like someone and will make him my husband" Eliza said by looking at Ganesha who was wiping the corner of Shopia's lips.
"Oh, so. Good, too bad Piero is so stupid to waste you. Though Om was hoping, our family friendship turned into a big family."
You're slow Yongki. When I saw the girl, I was already suspicious because her face was very similar to the girl Jody had introduced me to. It turns out that it is true, that Shopia is Jody's biological daughter with her first wife. Although their identities are hidden, Galen's inner.
"Shopia, don't you still have a mother? Why not have dinner together?" ask Lucy suddenly.
"Mother is taking care of my sick sister" Shopia replied with a smile.
"Maybe your sister is as big as you are!" guess Lucy.
"No aunt, my sister was a child. Does Aunt know my mom?" ask Shopia.
"Ah no! Aunt just guessed." Lucy smiled faintly looking towards Shopia. Different from Eliza's disgusted look. While Jordan and Jody saw all the changes in the face of the cunning woman.
"Sorry everyone, Shopia it's time for a night's sleep. She's pregnant so she can't sleep too late" said Ganesha.
"Almost forget, if your daughter-in-law is pregnant. Shopia, better go to sleep. Don't talk late to us. Oh yes, we better move to the living room, let's have a better conversation" said Mrs Prada.
"Then, I'm sorry!" pamit Shopia's.
Ganesha immediately asked his wife to go up to the second floor. All of this was not out of Eliza's sight. He grew even more upset that Ganesha did not greet him in the slightest.
Upon arriving in the room, Ganesha invites Shopia to sit on the sofa. Because they are not sleepy. It's just that Ganesha doesn't like to see the way Eliza and her mother look at Shopia.
"Shopia, the next time you meet Miss Lucy or Eliza, you better avoid it. The negative aura is very strong. I don't like them looking low on you" Ganesha said as he sat down to embrace Shopia
"Yes, Mas. Thank you for trying to keep me away from them. But why would Mr. Jody marry Lady Lucy if she actually loved Mrs Clara?"
"Because in our environment there is the term business marriage. That's what happened to your papa. Shopia, get in the habit of calling papa to Om Jody. However, he is your biological father" said Ganesha, gently stroking his wife's hair.
"I still don't believe it, Mom. Maybe, if it's mom who told you everything, I can just believe it."
"Sister Jordan has arranged to meet Ms. Kia in person. Hopefully soon. Before Lady Lucy realizes your mother's whereabouts."
"Mas, does that mean you're in danger?" I don't want any casualties because of me" Shopia said.
"It's not because you're Shopia. But Aunt Lucy's jealousy and greed."
Cup
"Piero, today you look handsome" Eliza said after she kissed Piero on the cheek.
"What the hell, Liz?" Piero rubbed Eliza's lips with his hand.
"Piero, Papa wait ahead!" mr. Yongki said before leaving the dining table.
"Yes, Pah. Sania, I'm ahead first!" pamit Piero just left.
Sania just nodded her head. He speaks a thousand languages. Wanting her to be angry, but Sania felt inferior in front of those rich people. Until finally in choosing to help Aunt to clean the dining table because the people have moved places.
"If the maid is still a maid even though dressed as pretty as anything. It is impossible to suddenly become a princess. Ck! I don't understand where Piero kept his brain until he chose you to be his wife." Eliza smiled looking down on Sania.
"There are many beautiful and respectable girls who love it. Yes ... Even though I'm not one of the people who likes it. But I'm so sorry, she made her choice to a country girl like you" despised Eliza by staring at Sania's sinister eyes.
"Miss is right, but don't you know that humans are bound by destiny? As beautiful and as rich as the girl, but if it is destined his love is just clapping one hand. At any time, he will not be able to be with the man he loves. If I am, it is better to open my heart to other men" Sania replied.
"How dare you insult me?" sewot Eliza's.
"Sorry Miss, I don't dare."
"What's Eliza? Why are you scolding my wife?" ask Piero who just came back from the front.
"Who scolded your wife? He insulted me, saying that my love clapped one hand. It's because of you Piero! Because you had a show of impregnating the village girl, she became brave with me" joked Eliza sewot.
"What did you say, Eliza? Piero? So-so the girl's not pregnant?" lady Mary asked in shock at the fact that she had been lied to by her own son.
"Yes, Auntie! They lied to all of you. Actually Piero never impregnated the girl. He deliberately lied so as not to marry me" Eliza said with a cynical smile.
"Your paths! I'm blessing your marriage, because I thought that girl was pregnant. But as it turns out, I was just being lied to" madam Mary.
"Sorry, Mah. I was wrong, but Sania is now pregnant. She's only been five weeks pregnant" Piero said.
"What's? You actually impregnated that village girl? Piero, why are your tastes so low?" ask Eliza in shock. Because all this time he thought that the marriage of Piero and Sania was just a joke, it was impossible for them to have a real husband and wife relationship.
"Whatever you're gonna say, Eliza. What's clear is that my marriage to Sania is not a game. I love my wife for who she is not because of what she is."
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