Destiny Gintani
A Father's Request

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"Uhukis... Uhuk...!"

Mrs Rosmah who was sipping her tea, immediately choked on hearing her husband's words.

"Did I not hear wrong, pah? How could papah possibly match Argha like that ? Do you think this is the time of Siti Nurbaya ?" madam Rosmah grumbled that she could not accept her husband's decision.

"Argha's an adult, mah ! His age is mature enough to build a household." replied Mr. Jaya, calm down.

"Yes, but that does not mean to be betrothed, reward ! Don't you feel sorry for Argha ? After all, this is modern times pah ! Let Argha make his own choice !" back madam Rosmah gave her opinion.

"If we wait for him to make his choice, when will you ? Our age is no longer young ! Papah wants to immediately fondle grandchildren like other papah friends. What, you want if we get Nadhifa married first before Argha ?" ask mr. Jaya.

"Eh, how so Dhifa is pah ! Naw... No.no...! Dhifa does not want to marry young ! Dhifa wants a career first. Dhifa wants to take advantage of Dhifa before marriage and build a household." replied Nadhifa.

"No, listen to me...! Our hope is just Argha, mah !"

"But that doesn't mean he should be betrothed to someone we don't know his origin, does it, reward ? If indeed papah keukeuh want to match Argha, let mamah only find the candidate !"

"No need to mah, papah has met a candidate for Argha. And papah believes he's the best for Argha's future."

"What candidate, pah ?"

Suddenly the baritone voice of someone stopped their conversation.

Did Argha hear all our conversations ? mind mr Jaya.

"What candidates reward ? And what's best about Argha's future ?" argha asked again while greeting his parents.

"That, candidate is... Mmppp...!!"

Nadhifa was about to tell a story, but soon after, Mr. Jaya smothered his daughter's mouth.

Seeing the behavior of her beloved husband and daughter, Madam Rosma could only roll her eyes, annoyed.

"You've come, son ! Come on, we should eat first, then we'll talk !" take Mr. Jaya with him while pulling his daughter's hand.

"Fuck, ih...! Dhifa goat, dragged by the gini cake, huh !" Nadhifa pursed her lips while pulling her hand from her father's grip.

"Eat it, take a deck bath ! Let's not design a goat. He's... He's... He. "kidding Argha, mocked his sister while chuckling.

"Oh brother Argha, watch out..!" Nadhifa ran after her brother.

Seeing the gelagat of his two children that will cause a stir, Mr. Jaya immediately mediated.

"It's been... It's been...! Don't be like a child ! Let's go to the dining room now !" his orders are full of decisiveness.

Finally, his two children ran to the dining room, followed by his wife who still put on a frown.

After eating, Mr. Jaya immediately took his son to the study.

"Thank God be good, reward !" argha answered while flipping through the catalog of apartments his father's company was building.

"Father has reviewed the location for the waterfall project, Ar !"

"really ?"

It seems that Argha was interested and immediately closed the catalogue.

"What do you think of Papah ?" ask Argha again.

"Yes, I guess, it's a pretty profitable investment. Especially at this time, many people are looking for tourist attractions to remote areas. In addition to the air is still clean, nature also presents extraordinary beauty." replied Mr. Jaya.

"I agree pah. It seems, at this time the charm of the countryside has been very hypnotizing to the community. So they choose to vacation in the mountains or plantations to relax their fatigue." added Argha.

"Then, what's your decision on their submission ?" ask Mr. Jaya again.

"Yes, if they can persuade the community to release the land that was displaced by the project, Argha is ready to build it at any time. Unfortunately, the local government has not succeeded in persuading one of the veterans to give up his land." replied Argha.

"Yes, papah knows that. Have you met him too ?"

"Really, did Papah manage to persuade her ?"

"Honestly, Papah did not succeed in persuading him Ar. But.... "

Mr. Jaya hung up his sentence.

"But what, pah ?" ask Argha curiously.

"But if you're willing to be betrothed to his granddaughter, papah is sure that grandfather will give you his land."

"What does papah mean ? Don't be crazy pah ! I will not sacrifice my life just for the sake of realizing that project !" argha's tone of voice began to rise.

"Listen to papah's explanation, son ! You still remember the story of your papah and mamah who have betrothed you to papah friend's son ?"

Argha frowned. Yes, back then, when he was 20 years old, his papa once told him about the matchmaking. At the time, she was still dating Jessica. Argha subtly rejects her papa's wishes on the grounds that she is still looking for her childhood girl. Argha knew that her father didn't like Jessica.

"But pah ?"

"Come on Argha ! How difficult it is for you to realize the dream of your father and late mother. Besides, when are you going to find your childhood girl ? You yourself don't know where he is."

"Argha please reward us, we have promised that if he turns 23, we will meet at that place. Argha was still convinced he remembered it. Please give Argha another year and a half, reward ! After that, papah has the right to do anything to Argha's life."

"But Ar, papah is old. Papah wants to be like papah friends who have fondled grandchildren in his old age. Please give me a chance, son ! Consider this your papah's first and last request!"

Argha silence. Although he often had different opinions with his father, but deep down, he loved his father very much.

"Well, can I meet the girl before I make a decision ?"

Tuan Jaya smiled as she patted her son on the shoulder.

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