
Two months later,
Ayla was busy with her sales at the food stall. Serving customers with a friendly and smile. It is not too crowded, because it has only been two months in the stub. But enough to survive.
During those two months, he had broken up with Roxy. Even though sending a message has never been.
While managing his heart and mind, while rearranging his life. Ayla was only busying herself with trading, while nurturing Uwais. And of course draw near to its Creator.
In the other hemisphere, Grandpa Yaris felt very lonely at his year-end banquet. Although there are many who come and give him a speech.
Raize comes a beautiful young woman. Wearing a sea blue dress, looks beautiful without showing her curves. And long hair that is allowed to decompose, at the end of the hair is slightly made curly hanging.
Grandpa Yaris looked at him from head to toe.
"Who is he?"
"Of course my boyfriend. Grandpa said I had to bring a woman, didn't he?" Raize replied casually embracing the shoulder of the woman beside him. However, the woman immediately put away Raize's mischievous hand from his shoulder.
"Oohh, really? She's not your paid woman, is she?"
"Not grandpa." The girl smiled very kindly."But, if I want to pay, I don't refuse."
Grandpa Yaris chuckled, his laughter even echoing throughout the room.
"I like you, what's your name, son?"
"Cayl." The girl thrust her hand to shake Yaris' grandfather.
Grandpa Yaris welcomed him. "Well, tell me how much he's paying you?"
"He didn't pay me a cake. But, threaten me...." Cayla said half a whisper. Raize's eyes widened perfectly hearing Cayla's words.
"Oohh, huh? What's he threatening you with?" Investigate Yaris' grandfather with interest.
"He became a lecturer at my place, and would make it harder for me if I didn't comply." Whisper Cayla complains.
Grandpa Yaris chuckled again, "You are indeed cunning, Raize!"
"Grandfather trusts him?"
"Yeah, since you're trying to fool grandpa, so grandpa's legacy will fall into his hands, unless you marry him." Grandpa Yaris appointed Cayla, "and you, you won't be able to get anything if you don't marry my granddaughter."
"No problem to me." Cayla said lightly.
"You understand my words, right? Won't get anything." Grandpa Yaris said again by pressing the last sentence. Then the old man turned around and laughed happily.
While Cayla looked very surprised, understanding the word did not get anything from Yaris' grandfather.
"Anything? What about my final assignment?"
"Hahaha, anything!" Raize confirmed with a mocking laugh. "Fucking grandfather!" Raize muttered as he passed.
Cayla stomped her legs irritated. "Why am I stuck with this weird thing?"
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"Not yet sir."
Grandpa Yaris felt tired when he thought of his granddaughter that one.
"It seems, he won't be coming to the banquet this time." Gramps Yaris complained with sad eyes.
"Grandfather!"
Grandfather Yaris looked towards the source of the voice calling out to him.
Roxy stood with a flower in her hand. Grandfather Yaris carved a smile on his face.
"Why bring flowers? I told you to bring a woman."
"Now the flowers are first, the woman is next year." Roxy answered lightly handed the bouquet of flowers she brought to the grandfather.
Grandfather clucked, "just a little later next year."
Roxy just commented on the smile. Seeing his grandson so obedient, made Grandpa Yaris sigh heavily.
"That's it." Yaris' grandfather said as he turned around and threw a flower giving Roxy to his bodyguard.
"Sorry cake."
"Eat, even if the banquet is soon over."
Roxy was stunned for a moment, "I didn't eat cake. There's still something I have to do."
Grandfather stared inside his grandson. "Whatever."
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"Supri!"
"Yes, sir." Sahut Supri opened the car door for his master.
"Come to Jamal's mosque."
"Good."
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The Jamal mosque.
Supri stepped slowly up the stairs of the mosque foyer. While Roxy, take off her shoes and put them side by side with Supri's sandals. A smile appeared on his handsome face.