Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife
chapter 47

The main mansion Roxy residence.

Grandpa Yaris looked extremely excited, walking pacing back and forth in the main hall. Waiting for the arrival of his future granddaughter to arrive from vacation on island B. At first he was eager to catch up, but Roxy forbade because he wanted quality time with Ayla and Uwais. Grandfather chose to wait patiently.

"Oohh, grandpa!" Uwais exclaimed as soon as he entered and saw Grandpa Yaris already standing up to greet him.

"My granddaughter....." Grandpa Yaris spread out his arms crying no less loudly and enthusiastically to make Ayla who stood behind Uwais look very surprised.

Realizing that, Grandpa Yaris cleared his throat,

"Ehem!" and then change the name,

"Damn!" Call your grandfather charismatic.

However, Ayla and Roxy are not married yet, how could Grandpa Yaris be so excited about calling Uwais her grandson?

True, the three-year-old innocent boy had already hypnotized and made Roxy and Yaris' grandfather drop love for him.

Uwais ran over to the grandfather, hugging the three-legged old man.

"Grandfather!" Without feeling awkward, Uwais struggled to ask for a sling on a man who even to walk alone needed a crutch. However, the funny thing is, Yaris' grandfather was able to hold the 12kg boy.

"Miss! Don't do that, Grandpa Yaris is old, don't burden him." Ayla sped up her footsteps and tried to lower Uwais off the back of Yaris' grandfather.

"Miss! Downhill!" Ayla's orders are absolute. With a frown, Uwais was forced to descend from Yaris' grandfather's sling.

"Here!"

Obediently, the adorable pouting boy stepped slowly towards his mother. However, Yaris' grandfather who was a kangen kepalang pulled Uwais' hand and held her. Naturally, it made Ayla and Uwais shocked at the same time.

"Grandpa kangen, boy." As for Yaris' grandfather, he adored the face of the boy who was laughing amusedly.

Ayla let it go, maybe it's true that Yaris' grandfather felt bad. Maybe the old man needs some entertainment. And that entertainment he got from Uwais.

Roxy sat down to unwind her during the trip.

"How's it going, Roxy?" Grandpa asked after being satisfied with adoring Uwais. Sit while holding me that adorable boy.

Ayla whispered softly to Uwais. He felt he had no interest in being there.

"Dry!" Ayla whispered the order by waving her hand.

Uwais looked up at Grandpa Yaris who was smiling at him.

"Sorry, let Uwais rest first." Said Ayla who understood Uwais' gaze.

"Aduuhh, even though grandfather still misses you. Grandpa wants to hear your story."

Uwais started chattering because he did not want to go with his mother. Ayla looked very upset.

"Damn!"

"He's excited, let it go. Let Grandpa take her rest. You go away from making that sound. Rest there." Grandpa Yaris defended, again adoring Uwais who chattered cheerfully recounting his excitement playing with Roxy yesterday.

Ayla could only sigh. Then move back.

Inside her room, Ayla just sat speechless. Recalling again about who he is, also about Roxy's love statement to him.

Ayla covered her face. He was very aware, marriage is not just about two people. But also two families. Their beliefs are both different. Although Ayla has enough taste for the reason of marriage, but not enough for her to let go of her faith. Both Ayla's parents were certainly opposed, although she was not from a religious family.

Grandpa Yaris was already very kind, treating Uwais as his granddaughter. It was already visible from his attitude and twinkled his eyes. Without any intention.

Likewise with Roxy, who came here, the more his compassion for Uwais. Even though he's not his son. And that's what kept Ayla thinking. The thing that made Ayla weak, was Uwais. Everything related to Uwais could make Ayla happy with a smile. At the same time, in anger if someone hurt his child. It's normal, no, for a mother.

"Ehem."

The flamboyant Ayla slowly looked up at the door. Roxy stood up and leaned there.

"It seems, Uwais is exhausted. He's sleeping."

Ayla just stared at the bule man, without moving from where she was sitting on the bed.

"Kake wants to stay the night, he wants to sleep with his would-be great-grandson. Can I?"

Ayla smiled, be it happy or whatever, there were so many people who loved her child.

"If I may, I'll tell him." continued Roxy from the doorway.

"Just as you guys."

"You're his mother, why is it up to us?"

Ayla flinching.

"Did you agree to marry me?" Roxy asked walking into Ayla's room.

Ayla looked at Roxy who was getting closer. "Why bring it up?"

Roxy crouched down in front of Ayla touching both hands of the woman before her. Then kissed those two hands. Quickly, Ayla pulled it.

"I told you, we're different."

"If it's different why?"

"Mr Roxy, please understand."

"I just need one answer, Ayla. Do you love me? Until now you didn't even answer."