
"What do you know about Galuh, Puja?", asked Gita.
"Their marriage was unintentional but both decided to fight and promised to have an actual marriage. But..", puja stopped his speech and turned to the papa.
"But?", it was Vanes who was curious about what her husband told her. Puja looked at his wife.
Arya did not return her eldest son's eyes. He was sure that his eldest son would blame himself like a Lingga blamed him.
"Because Linga was too devoted to her parents, she had to sacrifice her marriage."
"You're insinuating papa?", asked Arya.
"So papa feels like that apparently?"
"Worshipper! You will also antagonize papa like your sister?", Arya rose from her sofa.
"When will you act like this?"
"Tellation!??", snapped Arya.
"The opa? Don't shout at Papa Angel!", Angel dispels his opinion. Because in Angel's eyes, her father was her idol.
Arya is very fond of Angel, for her grandson who was born from a family of respected descendants is more value in her eyes.
"Honey.!", Vanes rubbed his daughter's arm.
"Already! Dear Angel, opa does not mean to yell at papa!", Gita still defends the dignity of her husband in front of her daughter-in-law and granddaughter.
"OKay! When do we meet Uncle Hans?", asked Angel again.
Gita looked at her watch. It's ten o'clock in the afternoon. He had a lunch appointment with his son-in-law. That means he still has to wait another two hours.
"Eum.. before we have lunch with Uncle Hans and. aunty Galuh, how about we take a walk first. Want no love?", bargained Gita.
"Galuh's County?"
"Yes. Uncle Hans wife's", replied Gita.
Angel nodded.
"Where's Oma going? Opa's coming, right?", Angel asked Arya. I don't want Arya to say it. He may refuse the wishes of his favorite grandson.
"Yes, for the sake of opa's favorite granddaughter!", Arya tried to smile.
Gita, Arya, Angel, Puja and Vanes left in the same car. Their main destination is to the mall Xxx famous for its splendor is also not too far from the cafe and minimarket Lingga.
The four adults followed a very cheerful Angel. Whatever the little girl wanted, Arya did. Even the girl's hand could not be separated from the hand of the opa.
"It was twelve oma and a half, so it was lunch with Hans and Aunty... Who was it?", Angel turned to Arya.
Puja and Vanes looked at each other, as well as Gita who smiled faintly. During this time, Arya always called Galuh as a village girl. But... Just look, is Arya going to answer Angel's question?
"Who was the name of his aunty Opa?", whining Angel on his op.
"Eum.. aunty Ga-Luh!", replied Arya in the end though slightly stammered. Either because of the prestige of calling his son-in-law's name by force.
In Gita's heart, he can use Angel to change things even if only a little.
"Owh.yeah. Aunty Galuh's. His name is very strange in the ears of Angel ya opa hehehe! Unique! But why did Angel keep forgetting?!", said Angel while chuckling softly.
Arya did not answer her grandchildren until they were in the car that immediately drove to the restaurant where the cafe and minimarket Lingga not far from there.
Angel observes a building that appears to be burning from across the restaurant.
"Geez!"
''Yes, baby?"
"House. Yes dear. That..cafe uncle Hans!", replied Gita wistfully. Angel widened her eyes.
"Cafe uncle Hans? O..my God!", Angel shook his head slowly. His association in a foreign country makes him follow the style of his friends.
"Just a minute, Oma call Nadia first."
Everyone nodded except Arya of course.
[Nadia Hallo?]
[Hallo mistress!]
[Corpses or Linga exist?]
[They've gone to the mistress' restaurant]
[OKAY. Thanks Nad]
[Together Madam]
Gita looks cheerful considering that she will meet her son and daughter-in-law again.
From the place where Gita was sitting, she could see her son and daughter-in-law coming into the restaurant. Gita waved her hand towards the Linga.
Angel looked straight at the wave waving his hand. Angel's wry eyes stare cheerfully at her handsome uncle.
"Uncle Hans!!!", cried Angel. Linga who also missed her nephew, smiled at the presence of Angel.
"Uncle Hans! I Miss You!", Angel hugged the body of the Linga.
"Miss you too girls. You've grown up Angel??!", Lingga returned his nephew's embrace. Angel looked at the petite woman who was as tall as Angel.
"She is aunty Galuh?", asked Angel. Linga nodded. I smiled at Angel.
"Aunty's pretty!", praise Angel.
"Thank you Angel!" said Galuh.
"We have lunch with yuk??", Angel pulled the hand of Lingga who allowed his wife. Galuh nodded as an agreement.
The phallus tried to act ordinary in front of his papa. Strive for thick ears if his papa speaks and humbles himself and also his wife.
"Ga!", said Puja to Lingga.
''Brother! When did it come?", Lingga patted her brother on the shoulder.
"Yesterday!", answered Puja briefly.
"How are you, Brother Vanes!", said Lingga.
"Okay, Ga! This...your wife, is pregnant?", asked Vanes with her trademark smile.
Galuh who felt in question also introduced himself to Puja and Vanes.
"I'm Galuh sis!" said Galuh. He shook hands with his sister-in-law.
"Sit Ga, Galuh!", Pinta Puja. Gita smiled at the familiarity between sister and daughter-in-law.
They started telling me about Lingga's life all this time. But he did not tell about his father who refused to be asked for help. Until Lingga and Galuh successful as now.
Arya made no comment. He chose silence, however he admitted that Lingga was indeed a great young businessman. But he would not confess in front of his son. He was already prestigious to just congratulate the success of Lingga and Galuh.
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Happy Last Day Iedul Fitri 🙏🙏🙏