
Gilang decided to leave the back garden and walk towards his room. The man threw his body into his bed.
His eyes glared at the ceiling, trying to figure out how to penetrate his guilt over the death of his father Light. But the man's mind was still dead.
Gilang then sat down, and rubbed his face violently. After sighing with a single bang, the man stood up and headed towards the balcony of his room. The man was planning to take a look at the view from the balcony of his room, to refresh his tangled mind. But instead of getting peace and a fresh mind, the man looks even more desperate, because the contents of his head still think of how to make the Light happy without making the woman feel suspicious in the slightest.
"Hmm, it seems like I've found a way, and I think this is the only way that makes him unsuspecting" Gilang monologued, after coming up with an idea.
"Yes, this is the only way, there is no other way song," Gilang's inner self, grew more convinced by the idea he got.
At the same time, Gilang saw the car driven by his father entering the yard.
"That, papa and mama have come. Looks like I should talk about this right now," Gilang turned around, and directly stepped out with a slight run.
"Ma, Pa are you home yet?" greet Gilang, as soon as papa and his mother enter the house.
"Not yet!" sahut Gavin relax. "If we're already here, it means we're home, so why are you asking again?" he continued back as soon as he saw Gilang's frown that was furrowing at him.
Gilang chuckled and shook his head which did not itch at all, hearing the answer given by the father
" Where is the Light? have you seen him? you haven't told her anything, have you?" Jelita opened her voice and asked in succession.
"Last time, I saw him in the back garden, not knowing that now. For that matter, mama calmed down, I haven't told her anything yet" said Gilang, who made Jelita exhale in relief.
"Thank God! said the middle-aged woman while smiling faintly.
"Ma, can we talk? there's something very important I want to talk about,"
Jelita and Gavin did not answer. The two of them looked at each other, with questioning gazes, as to what their son was about to talk about.
"What's important you want to talk about?" asked Gavin, looking serious.
"We'd better not talk here. Fear of anyone hearing our conversation," said Gilang, no less serious than Gavin his papa.
"Then we go to the papa's study," Gavin steps up, towards the study followed by Jelita and Gilang from behind.
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"Now what do you want to talk about?" gavin asked without further ado after the middle-aged man, already sitting on the sofa.
"Ma, Pa I want to marry Light," said Gilang, straightforward and without burden at all.
"Married to the Light? are you crazy?" squealed Jelita, with a slightly raised tone.
"I'm not crazy, Ma," Gilang replied firmly.
"If you're not crazy, but why would you marry the Light? is it because she's the daughter of the man who saved you? we can return the favor of his late father Cahaya, but do not have to marry Cahaya, Gilang," said Jelita with a little emotion, do not understand why his son was able to have the intention to marry Cahaya.
"Ma, why would I think like that? because only in this way can the Light not suspect the good we will give him. Let's imagine, if we suddenly send him to school, then we love him a business, a house and so on. What do you think, Mama she won't suspect?"
"So do you think that if you suddenly asked her to get married, she wouldn't be suspicious either? moreover, she knew that if you were engaged to Dania, do you think she would want to marry you? Gilang, Gilang, try to think sane," Jelita clucked, assume her son just talk without thinking first.
"Ma, I've been thinking about this carefully. I already had a way to get her to marry me, even if it seemed like coercion and a little cruel. But, this is the only way, Ma." explained Gilang with a very confident look.
"What kind of way do you mean? why are you so confident in the way you can make Light willing to marry you?" Gavin open the sound.
Gilang finally explained all his plans and the reason why he was so confident that Light would be willing to marry him.
"If you were married to the Light, then what about Dania? don't you think you got there? please don't just want to repay the kindness of her father Light, you hurt her feelings. Anyway Dania's your fiancee, Lang,"
Gilang flinched to hear his mother's words. Then, the man exhaled his breath violently.
"Ma, to be honest I never had any intention of marrying Dania. I never loved her at all. The reason why I wanted to marry Light, other than wanting to return the favor, I wanted to avoid marriage with Dania. I think it's better for me to marry Light than to marry a very selfish woman like Dania. I can die quickly from stress, if I marry her," Gilang began to express his heart all along.
"Oma agreed with Gilang," chirped Melinda who was suddenly already standing in the doorway. Being too serious to speak, the three people in the room, unaware that Melinda opened the door, heard
what they're talking about
"Mama! since when, Mama standing there?" gavin asked with a shocked expression.
"It has actually been since. Mama wondered why the three of you entered this room, so mama followed you," Melinda said casually as she stepped closer.
"Why Mama said she agreed that Gilang married Light. What, Mama knew that if Gilang married the Light, it would cause a very complicated problem? Denis and Bella would definitely feel their daughter being played with, and another bad possibility, would cause hostility between Gavin and Denis," asked Jelita.
"Why do you think only of their feelings? have you ever thought about your own son's feelings? do you not think about the happiness of your own son? just so you know, for years Gilang, felt depressed by this engagement that he did not want at all," Melinda said in a fiery tone.
"Press up? Gilang depressed?" Gavin squinted his forehead.
"If you don't believe it, ask your child. Didn't she just say that she never wanted to marry Dania? especially if it's called if it's not depressed?" Melinda put on a cynical face.
Tbc