Blind Dating Dates
Mosquito Bite

Minutes by minutes passed, the three people were silent with their respective activities. Emery is still waiting for an answer from the granddaughter-in-law, while the granddaughter-in-law is still confused. Azalea was afraid if the wrong word in giving an answer.

"Grandfather calm down. We'll definitely stay here with Grandpa."

Luckily, Reynand took over. The man answered the question Grandpa Emery represented the wife.

"Azalea is third grade. Later after graduation we will move to live here, Cake," Reynand continued again.

"Why wait for Lulu, Rey? Now you can also directly move into this house, right? Remember that! This house is your home, it means your home is together." Emery's grandfather replied with a tone tucked into protest in it. Waiting another year was long enough for the old one.

"From here to Azalea school it's a long way away. Anyway, let Azalea focus on her studies first, Cake. Later after he continued college he carried out his duties well." Reynand explained very carefully.

"What does that mean ....? Well, Grandpa can't have any grandchildren anytime soon dong." Grandpa Emery let out a languid sigh. He leaned his back against the back of the chair.

Meanwhile, Azalea's face was red. To him, what the two men were talking about was extremely sensitive. However, he did not know exactly where the conversation was headed. However, hearing the words of the grandson from the words of the grandfather was enough to embarrass him.

"Grandfather should be more patient. Azalea is still a teenager and I just want her to enjoy her teenage years beautifully, not busy with household affairs let alone children." Reynand turned to Azalea and smiled. Then, the notification sound from her phone distracts her.

Azalea returned that smile. Then, when he revealed his hair back, a reddish color appeared on his neck. He forgot to let his hair completely in front of the agara to cover the red color.

"What's wrong with your neck?" asked Grandpa Emery with squinting eyes.

Kontan Azalea fingered her neck with her index finger. "Not knowing this, Cake. Waking up in bed is red like this. In Reynand's room there are a lot of mosquitoes" replied the girl innocently. It was unthinkable in the slightest by him what had actually happened.

"Ooh. I think, anyway, the mosquitoes are so big, Azalea. You need mosquito repellent to get rid of it" Grandpa Emery said with a serious look. He was fishing to seduce.

"It could be, Cake. But, really, no gatel yes, Cake. Not too bad either. Usually if bitten by a mosquito, right, gatel and bentol." Azalea looked at Grandpa Emery with her innocent expression.

"Have you asked Reynand?" ask Grandpa Emery while glancing at the grandson's joke. He accidentally touched Reynand's arm to make the man shift focus.

Reynand leaves the conversation room with Jonathan. He turned his head, looking seriously full of question marks at the grandfather who smiled jail.

"Udah, Cake. Azalea has asked anterine to buy mosquito repellent later after coming home from here" Azalea replied. His eyes blinked, his binaries showed purity and sincerity.

Reynand's gaze turned on Azalea. For a moment, he was still digesting where the two people were talking to.

"You ask Reynand, he was bitten by a mosquito too? You two have to exterminate the mosquitoes together." Grandpa Emery shook his head, then patted the grandson's shoulder.

"By what, Cake ... The azalea? Where are the mosquitoes?" reynand asked confusedly looking at Grandpa and Azalea simultaneously.

"In your room, Reynand. Nih, my neck is red-red-"

As yet Azalea said, Reynand had coughed with a crimson face.