MARRYING OLD GRANDPA
A TALK

“Dad sorry, son.”

The sentence made Jingga let out a long sigh, after dinner, the Sky bailed to finish some of her work in the study. Maybe the man wanted to give Jingga and her family time to talk.

And they were gathered in the living room, on the big, lighted television watching them. Because it turns on, not those who watch the show that is rotating on the big screen, but vice versa.

I'm not angry, dad. Dad don't have to apologize,” said Jingga. Then he turned to look at the mother who was also staring at him, “Does mother also know everything?” Ask.

Yaya nodded slowly, “Sorry, son.” great-grandson.

Orange smiled, “I've received everything mother. So you can't feel guilty anymore.” Jingga turned to Mega who seemed silent, her brother did not participate in their conversation. “Again, me and the sky are happy, we love each other. For me, it doesn't matter old or young, the important thing is that I love him and he loves me too. It would be unfair if I judged my husband for my selfishness, father. Because he had good reason to do that. I'm not a perfect person either, but he accepts me for who I am. We come from ordinary families, much different from him. But he never took issue with it, he accepted us well. So why can't I do the same? I can also accept it for what it is, about its past, I already know it father, mother. She told me everything even before we loved each other.” Clearly Orange, the sentence was at the end with a smile, a smile of relief was also happiness.

Similarly to father and mother, they seemed to sigh in relief. Thankful that their daughter is living happily. “Thank God, believe me son, your husband will not be able to act without reason. Dad knows him very well, he is a good and responsible man,” timpal dad.

Sentence that makes Orange curious, does the father really know the sky? Since when they knew each other, Jingga was eager to hear the story of her father and husband, but Mega's voice made her talk.

“When do we go home, dad?”

The question made everyone turn their head, staring at Mega who was also staring at them, “I'm sleepy,” said Mega again.

“Yes, nak.” Fathers, “We go home now, it's night turned out,” he said again. He stared at the circular watch on his left wrist, the time had shown at nine o'clock in the evening, it was time for them to go home. They also do not want to disturb the Orange and Sky.

“I call the Sky mas first father, ma'am.” said Orange, he was about to move, but father held him back.

“No need son, he must still be working. Father and mother do not want to bother him, just say our greetings to him,” said the father.

The orange paused for a moment, then nodded. What Dad said was there was a point too, he also did not dare to disturb the sky in his study, because there is also Alex there, of course the work they are working on is very important.

“You want to go home?”

The question made everyone turn their heads, Heaven approached them, and Alex walked behind him.

Dad smiled, so did mom, “Iya son, it's night. We go home,” said father.

The sky nodded, embracing Orange's shoulders and then peeling the top of the woman's head. Making Orange smile shyly and hitting her husband's chest slowly, Orange embarrassed as everyone smiled looking at them.

“Alex, take mom and dad home. It's late, no public transportation passing here,” Sky command. Because from 8 pm, in the elite housing complex it is guarded more tightly. Public vehicles cannot enter there, even taxis.

Alex nodded, “Okay Sir, I'm sorry. Let's Madam,” says Alex.

Orange and Sky compactly nodded, they ushered until the front door.

Father and mother did not refuse, because there is no public transportation there, if you have to walk to the gate of the complex, quite make feet sore because it is far away.

The journey to Hardi's house takes approximately twenty minutes. It was very boring for Mega, because from home Sky he was bored and wanted to go home quickly considering he never participated in any conversation there.

In the car only Hardi and Alex had a conversation, sometimes mother also chimed in. To drive away deserted during the journey, whatever they discuss.

Mega was not interested in joining the conversation father and Alex, he just stared out the window of the car. Seeing the atmosphere of the night with all the activities in the capital that seemed to never end.

"Master don't have to worry, Mr. Sky and Madam Jingga are already happy. We just have to wait for Sky Junior to be present in their midst" Alex replied to Hardi's sentence earlier. Hardi expressed his anxiety at the relationship of Heaven and Orange that had almost chaotic.

"You're right, kid, they seem to be very happy. I hope I can hold a grandchild soon" Hardi said.

Twenty minutes passed, the car that Alex drove was perfectly parked in the yard of Hardi's modest house.

"Go in first, son. Copy first," take Hardi.

"Yes son of Alex, die stop by first," said the mother.

While Mega, the girl entered the house first.

"But, sir, it's already night." Alex refused.

"It's okay, come on. We drink coffee together, you have never tasted coffee made by his mother Orange right? The taste is not inferior to coffee made in cafes that you often go to," as long as father.

"Father is excessive," said Mother, smiling. "Let's kid, I'm making coffee and fried bananas."

Alex was silent for a moment, perhaps petting out whether to accept their call or refuse. But to refuse was not good, Alex finally nodded his ass.

Then they went into the house. It was raining, making Alex regret not going home immediately. He was afraid of disturbing Hardi and his family.

"The rain is very heavy, it's good to drink coffee and eat fried bananas, right son?" said Hardi who just came back to Alex in the living room. A moment ago Hardi was indeed saying goodbye to her room for a while, then came back to Alex who was waiting in the living room.

Alex smiled as he nodded, "Right sir, but am I not interrupting? Maybe you want to rest" said Alex.

"Absolutely not, I'm happy because there is a talkative. There are only two women, no men you can talk to. Talking to them isn't like talking to you" he said. "And one more, don't call me sir. Just call me Dad, like I want the sky."

"But sir.."

"Wes, no buts but.." refused father while shaking his hand he did not want to be denied.

"Alright, father." said Alex, laughing. He can't refuse.