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Mr. Harry just kept quiet not to say hello to Grandpa David.

"A Muslim is obliged to answer greetings, Harry," said Grandpa David.

"Who do you dare to set me up?" ask Mr. Harry. His eyes looked coldly at the seven-headed man. As if an enemy who is not worthy of heart and manners.

"I'm your father, you're my son!" strict Grandpa David.

Harry was sitting standing up. Walk up to Grandpa David who was still standing. He was standing right in front of Grandpa David. Staking hands.

"Dad? Where were you all this time?" ask Mr. Harry. His disappointment is still very big on Grandpa David. What happened to him and his mother made Mr. Harry hurt.

"I'm guilty, for that I want to make it up to you" Grandpa David replied. All the remaining time might not be able to make up for all of his mistakes but at least a little of that time could carve out fond memories before closing his eyes.

"You think by marrying my mother, you can make up for everything?" said Mr. Harry.

"No, not even in my lifetime I can make up for all my mistakes" Grandpa David replied. His eyes began to glaze over. He remembered the time he left Grandma Carroline. That woman loved him so much. And willing to live with him no matter what.

"Why are you back then?" ask Mr. Harry.

"To connect the broken bond into a whole family" replied Grandpa David.

"family? Me and you?" asked Harry with a sly smile.

"Married or not, I'm still your father" Grandpa David replied.

"You know how much I missed you then? Until that longing turns to hate" said Mr. Harry.

Grandpa Davin threw out his furious breath. Controlling emotions. He doesn't want to get carried away by emotions.

"You may hate me, but give me a chance to make up for it all" said Grandpa David.

Harry laughed at Grandpa David's words. He underestimated the seven-headed man.

"I don't really want you to be there in my life anymore, but because of my mother, I let you be with her" Harry said.

Grandpa David was silent. Looking into Harry's eyes, both of his sons were filled with hatred and disappointment. The past has carved a high fence between the two. It's not that easy to touch the ground opposite it. It takes patience and time to get things back together for the better.

"Tomorrow I'm married, I hope you come and see my marriage and your mother's, '" Grandpa David said.

Mr. Harry did not answer Grandpa David's request, he just walked away from the private room.

Go into the men's room. Mr. Harry washed his hands while looking at his face in the mirror. The man next to her was Alex. He also looked at the glass.

"Alex Sebastian, when viewed up close like this, why did his face look a little like me when I was young," Mr. Harry's mind noticed Alex's face reflected in front of him.

"Why do you see me like that?" ask Alex.

"Heh, boy yesterday afternoon, who saw you?" deny Mr. Harry. There's no way he's telling Alex that he's watching Alex's face carefully.

"I'm handsome, it's natural that you envy me" Alex said.

"When I was your age, my face was more handsome than yours until your mother was crazy about me" Harry said. Not to be outdone by Alex who proclaimed his handsome face.

"Obviously I'm more handsome, a lot of women are after me, and you're just my mom" Alex said.

"It's so conceited that you're a boy, you didn't know my face when I was young like you, yet" said Mr. Harry. The line of his forehead shriveled to the middle, fused together. Describing his regret at the figure of a young man with a face similar to him when he was young.

"Hoaks if you were handsome first, the proof until now you are single, even my grandfather's behavior," replied Alex.

Harry was even more upset. Hands clenched. It was like punching that spicy-mouthed young man.

"Why angry? I'm a rich girl cranky," added Alex.

"Huh .. huh ... huh ..." Mr. Harry set his breath.

"If you want to be sick, don't be around me, I won't help you" Alex said.

"You kid're looking for trouble with me for the consequences" said Mr. Harry.

"I'm not afraid, you've done that to me a lot, last time my car brakes went blank" Alex said.

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Mr. Harry was surprised Alex knew his rotten plan had passed. It turned out that the young man was deliberately silent when he knew the truth he was doing.

"It's good that you know, I don't have to hide from you anymore" replied Harry. He's just trying to be ordinary. Though there's some concern about Alex reporting to the police.

Alex smiled faintly. He was not afraid of the man beside him.

"Please! If you want to be a coward forever" Alex said.

"It's as big of you as I was at your age" said Mr. Harry.

"Don't equate me with you, I'm married to you single lonely, so you're always jealous of others who are happy" Alex said.

Mr. Harry was getting bloodier hearing Alex's words. He does not accept to be called lonely singles even though it is true.

"You're getting bolder to me!" exclaim Mr. Harry.

"Why should I be afraid? You're also human like me, the difference is I'm handsome and young, you're ugly and old" Alex replied.

"I'm not ugly, when I was younger I was more handsome than you," said Mr. Harry.

Alex laughs. As if I could not believe the man beside him was ever handsome. His face just kept bending. Mana may be handsome who is old before his time.

"Where? prove that you used to be handsome, your face is not much different than it is now" Alex said.

They argue, nobody wants to give up. Fortunately, the private room toilet was quite quiet. There were only the two of them arguing.

"I will prove my popularity as a Handsome Branch at that time more than you" said Mr. Harry.

"Let's prove it!" challenge Alex.

Harry took out his wallet. There's an old photo in the wallet. Photos of his youth are always stored in the wallet for mementos that he was once a Handsome Babang in prehistoric times when ancient humans were still living in the cave and Mr. Harry became his barber.

"Look! my picture is still young and above average" said Mr. Harry showed Alex's face.

At once Alex noticed clearly the picture of Mr. Harry when he was young. His face was handsome, although at that time ancient humans still did not know bathing three times a day. And BAB must wash it.

"Why does Mr Harry's young face look a bit like mine? Is this a coincidence?" inner Alex. Feeling like a duplicate of Mr. Harry. Fortunately, Mr. Harry photos with a camera are not like ancient humans who want photos to be photographed first his face to a new stone to form the surface of the face. But if the photo is not in line with expectations inevitably repeated. Honey must be jedotin face to stone again. Thank God now there is no camera need jedotin face to stone for photos. Selfi is still mending. Try to imagine a long distance photo with a stone. Time stamped, getting worse face, battered. A week just healed it was still grieving how it was.

Alex fell silent. I feel something strange. Something is troubling her mind. Never thought his face could look like Harry's.