HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
279. Must Come Down Hands
"Oma, can I come in?" Hanaria stood at the door looking at the drowning mistress Agatsa with her books in the library room.
"Come on Hana" said the woman, looking up at the face of her book.
For a moment, Hanaria noticed the almost 70-year-old lady Agatsa, she was amazed, as old as it was still diligent in reading books and could still see quite clearly even with the help of her glasses.
"Where? Did you finish the task I asked you for a few days ago?" ms. Agatsa closed her book, kept it on her right side and did not forget to take off her reading glasses and put it on top of the book she just read.
"It's Oma, '" Hanaria opened the laptop she was carrying, after the file opened, she immediately showed it to her husband's grandmother.
Mrs Agatsa put her glasses back on, she watched carefully, the design shown by her former granddaughter.
While giving an explanation, Hanaria felt deg-deg'an, worried that the design result would be rejected.
"Good," praised Madame Agatsa flat without a smile on her face. However, Hanaria was already very grateful that her design was acceptable.
"As I wish" he continued, then took off his glasses and put them back in their place.
"Thank you Oma," Hanaria smiled in relief.
"Do you want to be an architect again at Agatsa Properti Group?" offend the old woman while pouring tea on the two cups of glass.
"Emm, I haven't thought about it yet Oma. I'm still focusing on the company of the lady Sundayana who switched on my name," Hanaria honestly.
"Drink, you're lucky that this old me will pour you some tea" Madame Agatsa rolled a cup of tea in front of her granddaughter.
"Thank you Oma. Forgive me who was slow to think, I should have poured the tea for Oma," said Hanaria quickly, he understood correctly if it was a word of syndirian directed at him.
"I hope one day you think about going back there. Frankly, I don't like Agatsa Properti Group's current architect team" he added.
"I'd at least like it when the design I'm asking for has to get a revise, it's a waste of time." The woman lifted her cup, took a slow sip until a few sips and put it back on the mat.
"The design you showed me earlier, send it to Willy, I want him to build the villa for Billy immediately" he ordered.
"Well Oma," Hanaria then shifted the laptop in front of her, and began sending her e-mail to Willy.
"Oma," Hanaria looked a little hesitant.
"Say, don't hesitate. I am still the head of the Agatsa family, if there is anything you know, never keep it to yourself" Madame Agatsa looked at Hanaria, waiting for her granddaughter to continue her sentence.
"Two days ago, I met Billy's brother at a government hospital, in Rosalia's doctor's office. And--, brother Billy is pushing up there. That's the second time I saw her after first seeing Billy's brother being ordered a push-up by Mr. Reporter at the same hospital when I had just given birth to baby Elnathan and Jonathan, "Hanaria looked at Madame Agatsa who seemed flat to hear her complaint.
Complain? Yes, that's what he did, after seeing his sister-in-law treated as such, he as a member of the Agatsa family could not accept it, that's finally he complained this to his husband's grandmother.
Madam Agatsa again grabbed her teacup, sipping the rest to the ground.
"As Rosalia's father, she has the right to protect her daughter from choosing her partner wrongly" Agatsa returned to fill her empty teacup.
"If I had treated my granddaughter like that, the stubborn general had already crossed the line of his rights as Rosalia's parent, and I as his Oma would not have stayed silent."
"Well, I have to intervene. I'm going to ask him to play around a little, so that he realizes that my grandson Billy is only his subordinate while on duty" he said.
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