Don't Underestimate Me

Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 177


"Pa, Anterin Angel to Opa's house!", whine Angel while having breakfast at the hotel restaurant. Not a luxury hotel but enough to make those who are accustomed to all facilities feel comfortable.


"Yes, papa interracial!", said Puja between them breakfast.


"Heum, Zea is also bang!", Zea said to Puja.


"Yes!", said Puja to Zea, his little cousin. Yes ..mau after all, Zea is still her cousin despite her age even younger than her own child. But the name is family tree, right??? Moreover, they are of Javanese descent. Must still use that kind of term.


"And papa can take Ze!", said Glen.


"Heheh yes Pa. Just let there be a meeting, with Angel. Isn't it An?"


"Yes Ze. Mumpung has not returned to Jakarta!", said Angel.


"Call the real An. Aunt Zea!", Puja's pinta. Angel chuckles but Zea pouts.


"Ga ah, I'm still a little girl! Aging is also Angel! What did the person I called Auntie as a child!", Zea snorted.


The adults at the table smiled hearing the protest from Zea.


"Yes-yes. But even so, you should be polite to your little aunt An. Even though your little aunt is younger than you!", Pinta Vanes advised her daughter.


"Yes mam!", replied Angel.


"Where's Pa?", asked Zea to Glen.


"Well, come to Om Arya's house, Ze!", replied Glen.


"Well...!", said Zea and Angel compact.


"If we start Ze!", Angel chirps.


"Know Opa iiiihhh.!", Zea manyun.


"Udah, finish your breakfast Ze. That followed Opa. We will return to Jakarta in the afternoon. Sham so go along, right?", asked Helen to Glen.


"Yes, so Ma. But.", Glen hung up his sentence.


"But what is Pa?", asked Zea.


"But what is Opa Glen?", asked Angel along with Zea.


"But, it looks like Syam wants to stay at Opa Surya's house while in Jakarta!", replied Glen.


"Why Pa? Why not just in our house?", said Zea. Helen looked at Glen. He was just as curious as Zea or Angel.


"You ask yourself the same Sham!", said Glen.


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"The hell Opa?", asked Syam to Surya. They were in the courtyard with Arya and Gita.


"Yes! Meaning.opa see you who can play with your friends."


"Papa Glen the same Sham is clearly different Opa. Papa's life with Sham is opposite. Sham in the village and used to live in society. And papa, living in a city accustomed to his individualism."


"Kok you really sinter Syam!", praise Surya.


"But can not be hit flat also Opa. Not all individuals are that, proof of the time when Syam lived there many friendly neighbors really?!", said Syam.


"Yes!", said Surya. While Gita and Arya hear the chatter of grandfather and grandson.


"Actually Syam is a bit less like to talk a lot. It is difficult to get along with strangers. Since papa Arya came....Syam felt there was no harm in socializing better than before."


Arya commented a smile as Syam praised her. Surya himself had felt jealous of the familiarity of the two.


"It looks like Opa is the umpteenth for Syam?!"


Syam immediately turned to Surya and smiled faintly. But after that he hugged Surya who also returned the embrace of Sham.


"Opa!!!", cried Zea like a mosque toa. Arya, Gita, Surya and Sham turned to the source of the voice.


"This is Opa's beautiful grandson!", Surya asks Zea to approach him. Although slightly sulking, Zea still complies.


Not much different from Angel, he hurriedly sat between Arya and Gita. He was afraid that the position of Sham would move on to his grandparents.


The couple just shook their head slowly with the behavior of their granddaughter.


Followed by two pairs of husband and wife who were astonished to look at their children. How not???


Angel fell on his grandparents, as well as Zea who hugged Surya as if Sham would seize him.


Helen breathed a sigh at her daughter's behavior. Glen smilingly rubbed Helen's shoulder slowly.


"Zea is still the ruler of Ma, take it easy!", whispered Glen with a faint smile. Helen looked at her husband.


"It's not like that, see the face of Sham? He must have wanted to be spoiled for his opa."


"Later in Jakarta, they'll be closer."


''Yes, yes!", said Helen.


Back to Sham...


"Well, if you stay in Jakarta you will live in an opa house?", asked Zea.


"Don't know!", Sham replied leisurely without expression.


Arya rubbed her temple. The man understood, Syam is in lazy mode of speech.


"Do not know?", asked Zea again.


"Not asked Brother!", replied Sham. Arya and Surya both raised their eyebrows at the reply of Sham.


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Lingga is clearing his personal files also belong to Galuh. The man opened a map containing Galuh diplomas from Kindergarten to High School.


The photos of Galuh look so tiny and so adorable. Linga to cackle itself.


Especially at the High School diploma, Galuh photo reminds him who met his first time with his wife.


The first meeting to culminate into a married couple until now.


Galuh himself was folding Ganesh's clothes before being put in Ganesh's wardrobe.


"The value is good from the same era of SD High School, even the rank of one mulu?", muttered the father of one child but heard by the wife.


"Rank is a number! People's success is not based on rankings. There is support system too! It can be in terms of financial, luck, support of people around and the obvious will!", said the woman who was folding the baby clothes.


What his wife said was not entirely right and not wrong either. There are many other supporting factors that determine a person's future, not because of rankings.


"But.at least..there was pride in those times hehehe although after adulthood, it was nothing!"


"Who said it wasn't anything? Forgot it? The first madrassa was my mother. So, it's not wrong if a mother is knowledgeable. Although not practiced in the crowd at least so charity through teaching the child himself who will continue to be used until the end of his life later."


The young mother smiled. At first, she was insecure, but her husband's words made her realize that what she had now had to make her more grateful.


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Starting gaje huh??? ⁇ ️️️🤭🤭


Since there has been no conflict alias sort sadayana, insyaallah will soon be terminated. Afraid of bosens alike they hehehe


Uh, same mom othor means deennngggg...


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