After Misunderstanding
After Misunderstanding - CHAPTER 86

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"But I don't work there at all!" grace replied upset.

"There," replied the Hero firmly which made Grace look seriously at the man.

"You exist as my future wife" replied Wira smilingly teasing Grace.

Grace immediately turned away avoiding the red tinge that appeared suddenly on her cheek because of the words of the Hero. The mind is very good at flying its feelings. The man is very good at flattering women.

"Are you ashamed?" ask the hero again teasing Grace by poking her chin.

"What the hell. Cepetan street," said Grace ketus to hide her nervousness.

"Gee-"

Geck, tok, tok.

The hero stopped his words pounding the glass of his car was knocked by someone. Grace also looked. His eyes were round to see Lord Anwar, the Hero Father knocking on the door.

"Just interrupt," muttered Wira annoyed at Anwar's arrival.

"Why, Dad?" ask the girl after opening the car glass.

"We go home together" Anwar said without permission. And without the approval of Wira, Anwar immediately opened the rear passenger car and sat there.

Grace who saw that felt bad. "Om in front. Let me be in the back" said Grace, opening the car door.

"No need, son. I'm more comfortable in the back than next to this guy" Anwar said, staring mischievously at his son. Behind Anwar's stiff and cold attitude as Mr. Fatih's personal assistant, he is a warm man with his family.

"Who will be next to him, too" muttered Wira annoyed at the presence of his father.

Grace who heard the father and son debate could only smile stiffly. The warm atmosphere was felt between Wira and Anwar. Although they were only the two of them, but the atmosphere of his family was very felt. In little hearts Grace was happy to be among these two people.

"Quick run your car," said Anwar was surprised to see Wira who was still silent. Let alone running the car, the engine of the car has not been turned on.

"When Dad comes home, who takes care of Grandpa Fatih's needs?" ask Wira.

"Mr Fatih needs time with her family. They will return to Ana's house" replied Anwar, who was taken by Wira.

Hero understands. He started to start his car and run the car slowly.

The hero straightened his body and looked at Grace who had since looked down with fingers twisting each other.

"What's your name, son?" ask Anwar.

The hero who heard Anwar question could only grumble inwardly. Though Anwar already knows with this woman.

Grace lifted her head and looked back. "I'm Grace, Om," Grace replied gently with her smile.

Grace who realized it was trying to lower the sleeves of her oversize t-shirt that only covered up the elbows.

"Don't make my soul mate uncomfortable, Dad," said Wira, who noticed Grace's anxiety.

"Curtainly, you're so confident talking like that. You speak as if Grace wants to be with you" Anwar replied. The man knew how Grace strongly rejected the Hero because of their Religious differences.

"Son Grace," call Anwar gently turn on Grace.

"Yes Uncle," Grace replied nervously. He still twisted his body sideways to make it more polite when talking to Anwar.

"Why have you rejected my son so many times? Is it because he's less handsome?" ask Anwar.

Grace quickly nodded. "It's not because of that, Uncle," Grace replied confidently.

"Is my son less wealthy?" ask Anwar again.

"Of course not, Uncle," Grace replied again shaking her head.

"Then? Why can you refuse this child, son? Is it because he's so annoying to you? If yes, then it is the same as me. He is very disturbing," said Anwar who got a sharp gaze from Wira.

Anwar is just indifferent. This time he wanted to see for himself how the personality of the woman who became the target of his child.

"Master Hero is a good man, Uncle. I refused it not because he was less handsome. Because if I accept him for good looks, then what if he gets old? That good looks will fade. And as for wealth, it's all a deposit, Uncle. Life is not just about rich and poor, but about religion and ethics" Grace explained the answers she gave to questions posed by Anwar.

"We're different, Uncle. Our barrier wall is huge. Our faith is different. The melodious chant of the Qur'an would not be possible in line with my Bible, Uncle. The prayer beads in the hands of Lord Wira and the cross hanging from my neck will not be able to blend into each other. Sunday will not be possible to reach Friday, Uncle," Grace continued to stare at Anwar.

Anwar looked back at Grace. Appearance does not really describe a person's personality. Anwar was amazed by Grace. Now Anwar understood why his son was so crazy about this girl in front of him.

"But you can get into our religion, can't you?" ask Anwar again. The hero is silent. He wanted to know how the father tested the woman in unfortunately.

Grace smiled gently. "I don't want to make Mr. Wira a bad person for taking me from my God just out of love, Uncle. And I also do not want to be a selfish human being by taking Lord Hero from his Lord. Changing religions is not an easy thing, Uncle. There must be great determination and great courage" replied Grace wisely.

Anwar smiled slightly at Grace's reply. It is so small that no one can see it. "Preserve your principles, son. But can I say something?" anwar is voiced by Grace.

"I'm sure you'll be my son-in-law" Anwar said, drawing Grace and Wira to a look at each other. Grace with her surprised face and Wira with her happy smile.

"The fate will be decisive, Uncle," Grace replied gently.

"But we can lead destiny according to what we expect through prayer and effort" replied the Wira.

Grace who heard that was silent. Seeing her who was like a bad girl, it felt very inappropriate to be the companion of Wira and daughter-in-law of Anwar.

"Pad's antar went home first, Wira," Anwar said.

"Why is that?" ask the confused girl. So also with grace who stared confused at Anwar's request. Though Grace tattoo house is closer than Anwar and Wira's house.

"You're still asking why?" anwar asked, looking at his son who did not understand the code he gave.

The hero stared at Anwar from the windshield of the car. A smile spread across his lips so that he understood the meaning of his request. "Every father."

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