
Thin fog enveloped Galuh's hometown. It's not cloudy, but the atmosphere is always like that.
That morning....
Arya and Gita are already wearing home-style casual clothes. Arya wore a long-sleeved shirt that was thick enough with training pants that were quite warm.
Gita herself is slowly learning to wear the hijab like her son-in-law and her besi.
It turns out that wearing a hijab is very comfortable. If at first Gita wearing a hijab because of the cold weather that makes him have to adapt, not with this morning.
The fifty-year-old woman is increasingly comfortable with her new identity as a Muslim. From childhood, Gita was a Muslim.
"Papa sure want to start!?", asked Gita giggling.
"What the hell is Ma? Of course sure! Yesterday we learned the same!", said Arya.
"Alright, hopefully the results of our garden are abundant yes Pa. Let the Linga be a collector of our garden hehehe!", licked the Gita.
Yes, a couple of husband and wife now often let off laughter together. The presence of Sham and Galuh really brought a big change in the life of an Aryan who rarely smiled at his family members let alone joking????
"Don't be weird deh Ma, garden a patch of gini just stuffed chilli sokan want to be a rich follow Lingga."
"Joking Pa..ya Allah!", Gita giggled amusedly at the expression on her husband's serious face. The two began to get busy with the plants they had just planted.
It was fun, they thought!
I have been gardening for decades again! Selling my mother's garden and Pras's! I just sold it and the money I got for my school expenses. Even Pras refused to accept my sale. And he was very entitled, because he planted and took care of it. Inner Aryan.
"Pa!", Gita's call disperse Aryan daydreams.
"Why?"
"What do you think?"
Arya was silent for a moment.
"Then.mom sama Pras who likes to grow vegetables. Papa's job is to sell it to the market."
Gita listened to her husband's story.
"Papa.papa could pass High School also from the results of selling vegetables that Ma. Pandu is rich, but his wife and children do not allow him to finance papa and papa's mother."
I heard a breath coming from Arya's lips. The man took off his gloves and sat down on the bench. Gita also followed her husband's steps. Maybe her husband was trying to share a dark story that Gita had never known before.
They were married because they were married, although in the end they both fell in love and were loyal to this day.
"Every papa goes home selling vegetables, Judis often mocks me. He always humbled me. But Pras always strengthens me with his words."
"In principle, life is like a wheel that keeps turning. Sometimes above, sometimes below! Therefore, never underestimate someone who is at the bottom. Because we don't know what will happen in the future. It could be the person we underestimated, he'll be on the top peak far away from us."
Arya looked at the sky that had started to turn blue.
"Papa can prove what Pras said, Ma! But. unfortunately Pras did not know Papa was already in this position. Especially if considering Papa's treatment of his son and wife.!", Arya lowered her head. There was a sense of regret and also sadness that only an Aryan felt.
"Pa ..!", Gita rubbed her husband's shoulder down.
"It's all over, Pa. We have learned wisdom from everything that has happened. Please regret papa don't be too protracted like that. Our task now is to love Galuh and Sham like our own children!", Gita strengthened her husband.
Arya doesn't say anything. Although his wife's words are correct, but everything he does today certainly cannot change the dark past that Galuh and his family have to face.
Arya's phone clinks. A chat from Luke tells about the condition of Judis after being made bankrupt.
"Pa?", asked Gita who saw her husband staring flat at his phone.
"Yudis is rampaging at Puja's house!", said Arya flatly.
"What's? Then Vanes and Angel?", suddenly Gita was worried.
"Papa believes Puja and Bagaskara, we can protect Vanes and Angel!" said Arya. Not that Arya does not worry about her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, but she is sure that her eldest son and his iron fist who also have the power can protect them.
"Yes, I hope so!" said Gita.
"And Pandu...Judis handed Pandu to Puja!", said Arya rubbing his face rough.
"Pa...?"
"Luke will take Pandu to the nursing home so someone takes care of him! Papa did not want Puja to be bothered with taking care of the old man!", Arya got up from her seat.
"Pa! Didn't you forget that he was Papa's own father? Don't act like that. However, he is still a parent papa even though whatever his treatment of papa. But papa is obligated ..."
"Take care of it? So you mean Mama?", asked Arya turned to Gita who was already standing behind her.
"He's no different than Glen did! The difference is Pandu married my mother and Glen did not marry Sekar! Mom knows! Even Syam is much luckier because he is in the neighborhood of people who love him, unlike papa!", said Arya left his wife who is confused.
Forgive the mother who did not understand the pain of papa's heart all along! Why didn't you ever share that heartache with your mom? Do you think papa is too strong to face all of his own? Gita murmured as she looked at her husband's back away from where he was standing.
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"Father and son are the same!", Yudis snapped at Puja who was scrambling at Arya's house which is now in Puja and her family.
"Stop Om! Do not exceed the limit Om. Puja is still trying to be polite to Om Yudis!", said Puja. Puja is calmer. Naturally he became a leader in the great Aryan company.
"Sopan you said? If you still respect Om, you shouldn't have done something that harmed me so much! You sly!", cried Judis in front of Puja.
"Maybe Om forgot, papa warned Om. But it was me who acted! So don't blame Puja or Papa!", said Puja.
"God! You were just a kid yesterday afternoon Puja! How dare you fight me like that, huh?!", Judis clutching the collar of Puja's shirt. Luke and some of the Pujas were about to fight against Judis but Puja raised one of his hands so that they would not have to interfere. Puja can overcome the attitude of his stepbrother.
While in a wheelchair, there was an old figure who was already in his eighties staring sadly at the two people who were in front of him.
"What om sows, that's what you'll reap!", Puja took Judis' hand off the collar of his shirt slowly.
"Bang**!", Judis was ready to hit but Puja held him down.
"Don't let my patience run out. I still respect you as someone older than me. So, behave like a parent who deserves respect!"
Judis's roaring breath withstood the emotions that were ready to explode before his nephew. But he doesn't have any power anymore.
He was standing on his own feet! Yes, alone!
After all the assets changed hands to Arya, his wife and children just left him.
Judis turned to an old figure in a wheelchair then pushed her roughly in front of the puja.
"This useless old man!"
Puja catches the wheelchair that he sits in. Puja is very emotional when there are parents who are needed like that.
After handing over Pandu, Judis left the mansion for granted.
Puja crouched down in front of Eyangnya.
"I'm sorry if Puja has to say it. You see, Eyang's favorite son just threw away Eyang. Even he handed it to me, son of Arya. The son of Eyang who had always been Eyang and the family of Eyang humbled!?", said Puja.
The man who was so old was only able to shed his tears. He could do nothing but sit in his wheelchair.
"For these few days, Puja will ask the nurse to take care of Eyang. Not that Puja won't, but...Puja is busy!", said Puja standing leaving the troubled Pandu.
In Puja's heart, he actually did not have the heart to say so. However, Swans he behaved sweetly to his grandfather will trigger the anger of Arya which will even later be painful for Arya or Pandu.
Seeing his boss say such a thing, Luke reports it to his great master, Arya.
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07.46
The intention is mah yes.kalo bocil school holiday tuh, wake up during the day.cook relaxed...
Turns out???? There's no difference. If the holiday is actually leaked on waking up in the morning and his Mak also must stay in the kitchen 🤭🤭🤭
Happy weekend ⁇ ️