Behind The Boss
Meet Grandma

The atmosphere of the ballroom roared instantly. The invited guests stood up to see what was happening at the entrance. The second drama of the bride.

The faces of the two brides lit up as they passed by. Each guest flatters similar beauty and good looks. Really matching their word. They did not know that the bridegroom was mengedumel in his heart.

A figure of eyes stared at Haru towards the bride. The tears welled up and then shed for a moment.

"Mama's okay?" sanya Sandi Sanjaya looked at the mother worriedly.

"You look at him, Sandi. Exactly with Rina and Kamil. Her pretty face was similar to Rina while her firmness aura was similar to Kamil." The wrinkled hands of the old woman wiped away the traces of tears that had just come down. Sandi did not comment again. His eyes looked at the bride's back with an indecipherable look.

"You said they were in a family accident. His body is gone until you can't find it. But why is my grandson still alive. Did you lie to Mama, son?" ask the old woman again.

Sandi shakes. "Sandi didn't lie, Ma. He was in a car accident to death. 'The Password' even followed him all the way to the hospital."

"Then what about Kamil and Rina? Are they dead?"

"If they were dead, Ma." Sandi lowered her gaze. There was something hidden in his view.

"Sandi, look at Mama. Are they really dead?" asked the old woman with serious eyes.

Sandi raised her head. "really. He's dead, Ma" he said, challenging both of his mother's beads.

Madam Tutik sighed softly. "How was his life all this time? Who does she live with?" ask Madam Tutik as if to herself. Her tears are back.

"Please tell Mahesa. I want to have a chat with my granddaughter" he said again to Sandi. Sandi nodded.

Kiran and Radit arrive near the sewers. Radit went up on stage first. Once on the second staircase, the man stuck his hand out at Kiran. Guide him to go up. They joined in affectionately again then stood in front of the sofa.

MC gave instructions to enter the next event, namely congratulations to both brides. One by one the guests went on stage and congratulated them.

"I can't believe you can smile at them. But I wonder, why can't you smile like that at me?" whispered Radit, closing her lips to Kiran's ears covered in a veil.

Kiran put her lips closer to Radit's ears. "I'm afraid you'll feel guilty again if you get that smile from me" Kiran whispered softly. Radit gasped at Kiran.

"I'm not used to smiling like that to my husband-to-be's sister-in-law anyway" Kiran whispered again.

Radit scrunched his forehead. Obviously, he was offended! his inner.

After congratulating the bride and groom, the MC invited the guests to enjoy the dishes. To entertain the guests, one musical entertainment began its performance.

A photo session was also held. First, a second photo of the bride and groom with the Makarim family. A second photo of the bride and groom with the Widjadja family is in attendance.

After the photo session, Mr. Mahesa's man took to the stage and whispered to Radit. Radit nodded slowly.

"Someone wants to meet you. We'd better meet them" Radit whispered to Kiran.

Kiran nodded then moved. Radit carefully helped her, followed by some of Intan's assistants who lifted the tail of her dress.

Radit led Kiran into the room next to the ballroom. An old woman, a man and a young girl were already waiting for them there.

"You look so beautiful today, Karina," said the old woman who was none other than Mrs Tutik Hardiyanti Widjadja.

Kiran smiled faintly. Radit whispered quickly in Kiran's ear. "She's your grandmother."

Kiran gasped but kept trying as calmly as possible. He had already found out about the Widjadja family but not with his face. Moreover, this Tutik Lady rarely appeared in the media.

"Thank you, Madam. Glad to hear this compliment from you," Kiran replied as she extended her hand to the old woman.

Everyone in the room gasped at Kiran's words. The madam?? Even so, Madam Tutik extended her hand to Kiran as well. Kiran shook Madam Tutik's hand with a faint smile. The girl sat down followed by Radit.

"Maybe you don't know me. Iunderstood it. This is the first time we met. I'd better introduce myself. My name is Tutik Hardiyanti Widjadja. My name is also in your name. Because your father is my son, Kamil Prayetno Widjadja. Surely I am your grandmother, Karina," Tutik explained with a smile.

"It's nice to hear you say that, ma'am. I haven't seen family in a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you here" replied Kiran with a smile.

"Call her Grandma, Karina!" sahut Sandi Sanjaya with ketus.

Kiran glanced at her uncle. You think I'm afraid of you now? It won't!!

"You must be my Uncle huh, Mr. Sandi Sanjaya. Glad I finally met you. What about the company you lead? I hope it doesn't end tragically like the company my Papa has built." Sandi Sanjaya looked wryly smiling. Kiran smiled faintly. Radit looked at Kiran in surprise. What else is this show? inner Radit.

"You're so disrespectful! What is it like your parents teach you when talking to older people!" Sandi Sanjaya kicked the table. Radit raised his eyebrows.

"Sorry, if I startle Mama." Sandi spoke with regret.

Kiran chuckles. "I should be the one to say that. Is this what your parents taught you? Remember your parents are still alive. You can't control your emotions at all." Kiran looked at Sandi sharply. Then glanced at the faintly smiling Tutik Madam.

"You ...," Sandi stood up to point at Kiran but was unable to continue her words. Radit's got in the way.

"Sandi, you come out. Let Mama talk to Karina," Tutik ordered.

Lazily Sandi exited the room. Followed by the girl younger than Kiran. Madam Tutik had already given the girl a code to follow her papa.

"He's your cousin, Karina. Name's Mesya. You can definitely get along with him. He's easy to get along with anybody." Madam Tutik switched the conversation.

Kiran looked at the old woman flatly. "Well, I haven't seen my grandmother in years. Turns out my grandmother had another grandchild who was more attractive than me." Kiran pulled one corner of her lips.

Radit glanced at Kiran's expression, as soon as he gave a goosebump. Why do I feel that his expression is terrible?

"You're my granddaughter, Karina. He's just your uncle's adopted son" Tutik replied, remaining calm. A smile still adorns his face.

"Isn't it awesome! My uncle raised another man's son to be his son while I, as his nephew, was raised by someone else." Kiran smiled cynically

Madam Tutik raised one eyebrow. "What do you mean, Karina?" tanyanya did not understand.

Kiran smiled faintly. "Maybe this isn't important to you, Madam. But in order to survive, I was forced to be adopted into a child by others and live by someone else's name. Even if it's just black on top of white."

"To survive? Tell me what you mean?" asked Madam Tutik increasingly did not understand.

Kiran looked at him flatly. "You'd better find out for yourself, ma'am." Kiran was already lazy with all these pleasantries. This lady pretended not to understand, he thought.

Madam Tutik sighed softly. "I'm sorry Grandma, Karina. Maybe you hate us for never visiting you. But you need to know that me and your dad have a deal. Because of that deal that's why I've never met you."

"Deal?" ask Kiran. Radit listen.

Madam Tutik pulled one corner of her lips. "I thought you wouldn't know. That's why you're like this."

"Whatever the deal is, it does not mean you are free to destroy the company that Papa I built with great difficulty, to lose his life" Kiran said flatly.

Madam Tutik gasped. "Destroying your papa company to death?"

"Already Madam. These words have made me angry. What is clear is that whatever the lady will say will not change everything. My view on you will remain the same." Kiran got up from her seat. Madam Tutik looked at Kiran with disappointed eyes.

"Thank you for your presence, Madam," Kiran said as she reached out. Madam Tutik returned Kiran's hand, so that the girl could shake her hand.

"I'll excuse you." Kiran turned around to walk away.

"Marina ...!" call Madam Tutik before Kiran can take a step.

"We love you" Tutik said with a smile. Kiran looked at him coldly.

"There's one thing I want to tell you. I've been holding him for a long time. Since my Papa's death."

"Please. Say, I'll hear it with pleasure."

"I just want to say that all this time I've been living happily and happily, ...," Kiran leaned over her body, closing her lips to the ears of the Tutik Mistress. He whispered softly and with great emphasis.

"... mother-nuh." Kiran continued.

Madam Tutik's body stiffened. He gasped at what Kiran said. His eyes were round for a moment.

Kiran left the woman with a grinning smile. Leaving the old woman with a dumbfounded look.

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