
The day we decided to finally arrive. The move to the new house will be held today. Mama and Aunt Sabila have prepared everything well. The dishes, as well as the parcels, were prepared.
Arsen and I deliberately invited orphans and orphanages to celebrate today's celebration. The left right neighbour has also been invited.
A well-known Ustaz, Papa deliberately invited to give lectures and prayers, so that our new home could get the blessing of the Supreme Lord.
The event took place simply, there was no ritual of any customs, because we only did the usual recitation and thanksgiving. For more than two hours, the event ended with the distribution of compensation for orphans and orphanages, which we had prepared beforehand.
All the guests and invitations left our home. Today, there is a large family left from the Mahendra family and also the Ardiansyah family. Unfortunately, Bi Sri and Pak Aji could not come to complete our happiness.
The women began to look around to see the contents of the house that will begin to live tonight. Mama, Mama Nisa, Aunt Sabila, and Oma were all enthusiastic about the choice of colors and also the interior design that Arsen and I chose. Oma had even determined which room she would occupy later.
Yes, Oma did follow me moving house with Arsen. The reason is to keep an eye on my pregnancy.
"Your room is spacious as well, Kim," Oma said as she entered the private room I was going to stay with Arsen.
"Yes, Oma. The plan is that if there is a baby, we want to add a cot later, too," I replied pointing to the empty place that I prepared to be my son's bed later.
"You let your son sleep alone?" asked Oma in a cynical tone.
"Yes, if the afternoon is left to cook or left behind because of Oma, it is not afraid to fall."
"Oh, nocturnal sleep, too, you're sleeping alone."
"Yes, if Mommy Daddy is again kangen-kenan ya could be anyway, Oma."
"Heh, don't forget, end of fasting."
"Yes yes Oma, forty days right?"
"Well, can you be strong?"
"Kok me?"
"You're the one who likes to fuck with Arsen."
"Oma, be shy."
"And that's the truth."
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"Mr Erick, when will Arsen be free of your company? Actually we've asked Arsen many times to manage our family-owned resort and hospitality business, but it looks like Arsen is too busy at Mr. Erick's company, yes." Grandfather suddenly discussed this serious matter again.
As for my papa, staring dislike at Grandpa. Is Papa offended by Grandpa's words?
"How do you mean?" ask Papa who is now upholding his sitting position. As if preparing to have a fight with Grandpa.
"Yes, it looks like Mr. wants to use Arsen for the benefit of the Ardy Group company." Grandpa smiled, but as if he was mocking Papa.
"Em, I'm sorry, I think Grandpa misunderstood!" Arsen tried to mediate the two men who were preparing for the war.
"Misunderstand how? You are the flesh and blood of the Mahendra family, you should help the company not only want to be his errand boy-in-law," said Grandfather who made Arsen's face and Papa became red.
"Pa, don't talk like that!" papa Raffi said to Grandpa.
"That's how Mahendra's blood mixed with that of an obscure woman."
"Grandfather stop, never insult my mama!"
I grabbed Arsen's hand that was already clenching his hand.
"Don't you remember the one who threw it away, separating the son from his father, the wife from her husband. It's only natural that Arsen won't help you!" said Papa who was already fiery.
"So, are you vengeful for Mahendra's family? So you refused our request to manage our business?" Grandfather stood up and pointed at Arsen who was still sitting beside me.
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Ah, no I'm so deg deg an gini 🤧🤧
Why did Grandpa do that? What's up, huh? Hmmm ….
Don't forget the ritual.
Tense a little yes, let's not smooth continue like his cheeks Kimmy 😅😅
See you again 😘😘😘