Destiny Gintani
Matchmaking Plan

"A... dad...!" muttered Mr. Jaya, when he saw Wira's grandfather.

Once again, Wira's grandfather frowned. "I'm sorry, do I know you, son ?" ask the grandfather.

"Dad, don't you recognize me ?" mr. Jaya asked back. "I'm Amijaya, yeah ! Amijaya, his friend father's son, Arya !" said Mr. Jaya.

Grandfather Wira increasingly frowned. He really did not recognize the man who had suddenly hugged him. It's only natural that he doesn't recognize Mr. Jaya. They met, at the age of master Jaya and Arya was still five years old. After that, the Wira's grandfather was assigned to a remote area. A few years later, when he returned, his wife and son had left his home.

But the friendship of Mr. Jaya and Arya, again intertwined when they hit the High School. In the end, they went to college in a different place. Communication continued until they were both married. Since master Jaya's wife was pregnant, somehow Arya even brought up the idea of matchmaking between their children.

"Excuse me, Grandpa Wira, can we come in ?" ask Mr. Jamal to try to melt the atmosphere.

"Ah, yes... yes...! Comein !"

Finally Wira's grandfather let the three middle-aged men enter his house.

"Sit down ! " grandfather Wira invited them to sit down.

Mr. Jamal and Mr. Iman chose to sit side by side on the long sofa. While Grandpa Wira and Mr. Jaya sit on a small sofa facing each other.

"Tan..! Gintan ! Please make a sweet tea with a snack yes, son !" the Grandfather shouted to his grandson.

Mr. Jaya and Mr. Jamal throw one another a glance. Is it possible that he's the same Gintan, as we've been looking for all this time ? Sign Mr. Jaya's eyes to his assistant.

Mr. Jamal just shook his shoulders getting a meaningful gaze belonging to his superior.

Before long, a hijab-wearing girl carried a tray containing several cups of sweet tea and a plate of wet cakes typical of her village. He began to put the contents of the tray on the guest table.

"Son...! "

The heavy speech of a man whom he vaguely recognized his voice, made Gintani raise her face.

"Of..! " he muttered with great surprise.

"Thank God, I can find you !" said Mr. Jaya with a very happy feeling.

Gintani could only lower her face. His memories returned at the last meeting with the middle-aged man.

"Do you know my grandson ? " ask Grandpa Wira to Mr. Jaya.

Deg. deg...

Mr. Jaya's heart raced with a faster rhythm. So he's Wira's father's grandson ? Is it possible if the girl is Arya's son ? Oh my God, if he was Aryan's son, I would be so ashamed of the late Aryan for my son's depraved behavior. Maybe this is the way God showed me so that I could make our daughter's matchmaking plan come true. Inner lord Jaya.

After talking for a moment about the creation of a tourist park that will eat a large enough land, they finally resigned themselves.

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Her night. Mr. Jaya returned to visit Wira's grandfather's house. Just as his car was about to enter the grounds of the house, he saw Gintani coming out of the gate.

Tin... tin...!

Mr. Jaya honked his car horn.

Gintani who was walking out, immediately stopped his steps to see the person in the black sedan car.

Mr. Jaya opened the car door. He walked over to Gintani. Tuan Jaya smiled at Gintani, making the girl feel clumsy and lowered her face.

"Where are you going, son ?" asked Mr. Jaya who was surprised to see Gintani clutching the Qur'an.

"Gintan wants to make a salary in front of the front, om." replied Gintani still with a fashion to lower his face.

"Oh, yes, I have. Go !" said Mr. Jaya.

Gintani. After saying his greetings, he immediately left from the presence of Mr. Jaya.

Mr. Jaya returned to his feet to the car. He started the car engine and immediately turned his car towards the yard of the stilt house. After parking the car, Mr. Jaya immediately went out to meet Wira's grandfather.

Tok...

"Assalamu'alaikum !" sapana.

"Wa'alaikumsalam !" replied Grandfather Wira while opening the door of his house.

"You ? Why are you coming again, son ? Didn't I make it clear that I would never sell my plantation !" said coldly Grandpa Wira.

"Can I come in, Dad ?" ask mr. Jaya.

Want to not want to, finally Grandpa Wira invited his guests in.

"I'm sorry well, I didn't come here to talk about the land." said Mr. Jaya, opening the conversation.

"Then ?" asked Grandfather Wira still with his unfriendly expression.

"Did you not recognize my face at all ?" mr. Jaya asked again.

"Sorry, son ! I'm old, and I really don't remember you. Have we met before ?" the Grandfather asked back.

"My name is Amijaya. The son of Teguh Amijaya, the owner of a bakery business in Cisewu village, Garut. Do you remember it ? A long time ago, Arya and I used to play in my father's factory." Mr. Jaya started to open up his childhood memories.

Grandpa Wira was surprised to hear the name Teguh Amijaya, his best friend. "So, you're Ami, the son of my best friend ?" ask the grandfather.

"Yes, well, I am Ami." replied Mr. Jaya.

Warm clear started to pool in both corners of the eyes of Grandpa Wira. Amijaya's arrival reminded him of his late son.

"I'm sorry dad, because of age, so I can't recognize you, son !" said Grandpa Wira.

"It's okay, dad ! Ami also apologized if the arrival of Ami was not at the right time" said Mr Jaya. "Maybe the father hated Ami, because Ami had given the order for the eviction of the land. Ami apologise, dad !" continued Mr. Jaya regretted his actions.

"That's it, boy ! There is always wisdom behind all events." replied the Grandfather.

"Dad, can Ami ask you something ?" said Mr. Jaya.

"Please, son !" said Grandpa Wira.

"Emm, what... Gintani is the daughter of the late Aryan ?" ask Mr. Jaya, be careful.

For a moment, Grandfather Wira sighed. "Right, she's the only daughter of my late son" replied the Grandfather

"If you don't mind, would you please continue my son's arranged marriage plan with the daughter of the deceased Arya ?" ask Mr. Jaya expectantly.

Grandfather Wira frowned. "Dad doesn't understand son Ami. It could be even more obvious !" pinta Wira's grandfather.

"Me and Arya once intended to match our children. Unfortunately, we lost contact until I finally heard that Arya had died. Back then, I was trying to find Maya and her daughter. But I didn't manage to find it, Dad."

The eyes of Grandfather Wira increasingly dewy hearing the words of Amijaya. Maya's lying shadow, struggling with her pain, re-emerges in her memory. But what makes the heart of Wira's grandfather sick, is a matchmaking plan that will never materialize.

"I'm sorry, son ! It seems that your wish is very impossible to continue." replied Grandfather Wira while staring blankly at an open glass window.

"But why, yeah ? Does Gintani already have an escort candidate ?" ask Mr. Jaya, worried.

Grandfather Wira just smiled grimly at master Jaya's question.

"That's it, boy ! Better to break your intention ! Your son deserves a better girl than my granddaughter."

"But, yeah?"

"It's late at night, go home !" wira's grandfather orders him to leave his guest with his coffee cup.

"Is this because of a sanctity ?"

Prang....!!

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