Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 127

Puja was behind the glass staring at the tiny baby inside the small clear box. Ganesh's stomach looks up and down with regular breathing.

Puja's lips lifted to form an arch. Somehow he was also so happy to see a small figure there. Has his longing for a little baby boy been treated just by looking at Ganesh??

"Well?", greet someone who is very familiar in Puja's ears. The man also looked.

"Mama!", said Puja with a sparkling face. He immediately hugged his mother.

"When will come son?", asked Gita who was surprised suddenly the eldest was here.

"So morning landing, noon here with Burhan."

Gita patted Puja's arm slowly, then she looked at Ganesh behind the glass. Puja did the same thing as her mother. In fact, he was like the mother who looked at Ganesh from afar.

"Mama really wants Ganesh, Puja!" said Gita.

"Heum, hopefully Ganesh's development will be better so he can get out of the box soon!" said Puja rubbing her mother's shoulder.

"Heum, but ..tomorrow morning mama returned to the city Nak. Papa ..there's a pretty urgent office business."

"really? What business, Ma?", asked Puja curiously.

"Eum. Mama confused to explain how."

Puja knitted both of his eyebrows.

"Where is the papa now?", asked Puja.

"On the phone with Lukas!", replied Gita.

"Owh..!", that's just the word of Puja. Shortly after, Arya was present between Puja and Gita.

"When are you going home Puja?", asked Arya. Puja looked at her papa.

"Eh, Pa. This morning", replied the man.

"alone? Which Angel is Vanes?", asked Arya looking for the existence of a favorite daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

Oh wait!!! Erratum! Now he loves his two daughters-in-law huh?!?

"Yes, mommy forgot her. Where are they?", Gita turned to Puja.

"They're at Ma's house, Pa. Still jetlag, pity if brought here. There's even more soy sauce."

"Oh.yeah, please see them tomorrow!", said Arya then walked closer to the glass staring at the grandson.

'Opa will surely miss you Ganesh! If possible.papa wants to always accompany you!', inner Arya with a flat gaze as usual.

Although he was already at peace with his family members with quotes of course, but his flat face was still the same. Only at certain moments did he behave in a friendly manner.

"Oh yes, sorry if this is the wrong time. But...Puja decides to return to papa's house, continuing papa's company. If you don't mind!", said Puja.

Arya's flat face turned into a blotchy smile. He patted Puja on the shoulder.

"Why should papa mind? It is precisely papa very happy Puja!", said Arya.

Gita smiled seeing her husband can smile broadly like that.

"The devotee knows, actually papa prepared all this for the Linga. But....!"

"It's not like that Puja! Papa prepared all this for the children of papa, you and also the Linga. But your mama's family company is also quite large and has been merged with the Vanes family company. Papa thinks you're leaning more towards it than taking care of our company."

"I'm sorry Puja pa, no Puja should not be like this, as if coming to ask for inheritance to papa. It should be, Puja like Lingga. Can make your own effort, don't rely on papa."

"What are you talking about!?!", Arya.

"The reality is so Pa, Lingga is independent and great right? If I can lead, I can't make my own."

"Yes, your sister's great. But you're great too. You two have already expanded your family business in Canada."

Puja is no longer able to speak. In his eyes, Arya had now completely changed. The father can be spoken to is no longer a dictator who must be heard and everything is followed.

Has Arya really changed???

Arya looked back at her grandson. Then he smiled faintly.

"If Puja is already in the company, that means we can get close to Ganesh right Ma? How about we make a house here? Make a villa, homestay, hotel if necessary? So, we can always meet Ganesh!", said Arya lightly without burden.

Puja and Gita looked at each other, was it true that the man in front of her was Papa Puja, Gita's husband???? Where is his arrogance???

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"Are you coming with us?", Helen pleaded with Sekar and Sham who were going to the hospital as well.

"Gga need Helen, let Mang Salim who deliver us according to the orders of Mr. Arya. I am not comfortable if I refuse him, Helen!", said Sekar trying to be appropriate to the wife of his father Syam.

"When are we in the same direction?!" said Helen. But not with Glen who had been holding something back, but I don't know what it is.

Salim as a man really understood Glen's gaze on Sekar. The man who was principled as a driver was only able to sigh.

What right??? Inner Salim

"Thank you for the offer, Helen!", said Sekar sincerely. Yeah, they're trying to get along. After all, they will continue to be in touch with each other.

"Syam, would you like to join papa's car or mang Salim?", asked Glen to Syam. Sham looked confusedly at him.

"After going to the hotel and saying goodbye to Galuh, we returned to the city of Sham!" said Helen. Syam just nodded thinly.

"Where, ma'am?", asked Sham to his mother. But he also looked at the mang Salim who was staring at him.

"Whatever is Sham?!" said Sekar smiling.

"Papa also wanted to be close to his son, before he returned to the city of Sham!", rich Glen tried to convince the son.

"Alright!", said Sham in the end. If some time ago Helen had been offended and afraid if her husband pay attention to Syam and Sekar, at least now her heart is much more spacious. The woman was trying to accept a condition that was indeed forced to be like this.

Syam sat next to Glen on Helen's orders. He tried to get Glen closer to Syam because maybe for a while they were not found.

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"Lho, mother sitting in front?", asked Salim to Sekar who actually opened the front door when Salim opened the back door.

There was no answer from Sekar, Salim went around the car and sat behind the wheel.

"I am not the master of Mang Salim, my impression is like a big mistress!", said Sekar chuckled thinly. Salim scratched his non-itchy nape.

"But Ma'am, the danger is not good!", said Salim lirih.

"Do not feel good, just like us. Don't worry about me, I'll be uncomfortable."

After speaking like that, Sekar turned his head towards the outside. His eyes focused on the village road which is still rarely there are houses of residents.

Is it in the village? Answer no. It's just that Galuh's house is on the top end. While the rice mill and brick factory are still below. So pretty good if taken on foot.

There was no conversation between the two. Just now realizing, no Sham made the two of them really awkward. Salim took his breath out slowly.

Why should it be brought closer if later not united...? Inner Salim.

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"Udah finished bang?", asked Galuh to her husband who had discussed work in the city.

"Huum! The grand opening was delayed until you recovered Yang!", said Lingga.

"Why is that?", Galuh squinted his eyes.

"Yes, how could your brother be like Ganesh alone Yang!", said Lingga full of tenderness.

Galuh grabbed the back of her husband's hand and then in his kiss.

"I am not alone brother, there is a mother with Sham who will help me take care of Ganesh. You don't have to worry about dong bang. Underestimating me is his name!", Galuh joking.

"Not underestimate that, but Brother who can not be far from you!", said Lingga smiled.

"No..kan! Basic!", Galuh scooped the face of the Linga with his palm.

"Heum, surely you will miss you very much. So.. sometime a grand opening!", Lingga discussed again.

"By the way, how long has our cafe been on fire?", Galuh asked Lingga.

"Three weeks, almost a month. Why Yang?", asked Lingga.

"As long as the cafe is not yet operational, where are the children?", Galuh asked. The children in question are of course their employees.

"Some people come home, some are in the same minimarket that men help renovate."

"There is no income for them?", asked Galuh.

"On your command, yes Yang!", replied Lingga.

"Kok on my orders anyway? Ngawur!", Galuh again scooped the face of the phallus that chuckled.

"So, they need a job, too. Don't take it long. Poor thing!", said Galuh.

"So, will the grand opening without you being equal to Ganesh?", asked Lingga.

"Yes no bang, the important thing is that our prayers are always the same Brother!", Galuh rubbed the jaw firmly Lingga.

"We never know whether anyone hung up his provisions through the cafe or not. Isn't it?", Galuh asked.

Linga sighed slowly. It is difficult to persuade his wife who is a hobby to think about others.

"Abang! Horror yes, I know how to feel the difficulties of life. If we're in a position to help now, let's do it!"

"Tell Brother, your greatest difficulties when you haven't met Yang yet?!"

I took a deep breath and smiled.

"What yes? Eating rice with a pack of both mothers, along with fasting because it is not much money. When mom still sells hodgepodge, still mending. I'm still an SPG at the mall. But since knowing pregnant women sham and depression.huftttt! I quit my job and continued my mother's trade. And. I finally have to sell my kidney."

"You have never told this story the same Brother Yang?", asked Lingga in wonder.

"Abang is already feeling too guilty, I don't want to add to your guilt! I was quite aware and well aware that Brother really struggled to be with me!", Galuh's eyes glazed over.

The phallus held a small body in front of him.

"Galuh, Lingga!", suddenly someone entered without knocking on the door first. But they both memorized whose voice it was.

"Papa's plan is to make a home here. The company will be held by Puja. So, papa can always be close to your granddaughter right?", asked Arya to both.

Galuh and Linga looked at each other, before long Gita followed her husband.

Seeing the shock on the faces of Lingga and Galuh, Gita had guessed if Arya's plan had been conveyed.

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