My Son Is My Strength
Introducing the Grandchild

Without Bian and Arini noticing, there was a pair of eyes that were staring at each other and happy with their marriage.

Yeah, he's Marvel who came to fulfill his promise to Azzam. Standing in the corner of the room without anyone noticing.

Her eyes occasionally wiped the clear water that came down from her sad eyes, yet it did not fade a happy smile over the new bond between Arini and Bian's cousin. In his heart, he prayed for the new relationship that had just been established before his eyes.

Marvel turned around, intending to leave the event even more festive because now the newlyweds are greeting their invited guests.

However, someone first held his hand, Marvel quickly wiped the clear water in his eyes which now came back down and he looked back. Look who is holding his hand.

"Hi... Why are you just standing here?" Sapa Dian, who was looking for the existence of Marvel. He was sure Marvel would come at his best friend's wedding. I don't know where that belief comes from.

"Eh, hi...." Marvel greeted Dian with a slightly awkward, thin smile etched on her lips to remove her sad look.

"Come with me, we go congratulate the newlyweds." Not yet had Marvel answer the question, now Dian pulled Marvel to greet Arini and Bian who were on stage.

"I can't go there." Reject Marvel to Dian who keeps pulling her slowly to follow in her footsteps.

"Just follow it." It was Typal Dian who kept forcing Marvel to follow him to the stage. He intends to help Marvel to resolve the misunderstanding between her best friend's husband and Marvel.

They got closer to the stage, but soon someone unexpectedly hugged Marvel. Makes Dian reflex to let go of Marvel's hand and no longer force her to take the stage.

Dian's focus was now distracted by the woman who was hugging Marvel all of a sudden, she looked at him with an indecipherable look. Dian frowned a little because Marvel did not refuse the hug and instead Marvel returned a hug from this woman made Dian frown inside.

"Sister, where have you been? I've been looking for you all this time." Said the woman, who turned out to be Alysha.

Reuniting with Marvel after a long time made him unable to hold her, releasing longing for the cousin who was like his own brother. Because Marvel was always there and accompanied him to play as a child.

"Sister go---" said Marvel cut off, wanting to explain.

"I know why you left, but why don't you just tell me and just disappear?" Cut Alysha off, let go of her hug from Marvel. "I also know your problem with Brother Bian, but it's not all your fault." Alysha.

"You know where it all comes from." Marvel said in a sparkling tone, finally there are family members who know the truth that he is innocent.

"I accidentally heard papa's conversation with his subordinates." Alysha.

Ah, of course! Mr. Dean, he's not gonna stay put and make it all work out.

"Then did Bian already know about this as well?" Marvel asked still in his binarial tone, because then he could live freely without interference from Bian who made calculations on him. And so too, he could be close to Azzam at any time. Because Marvel already considers Azzam and Arini as his family.

"Unfortunately not brother, papa hasn't told us all. I just accidentally overheard papa's conversation about it." Alysha replied, leaving Marvel a little disappointed. But, he was quite relieved by the news from Alysha.

"Maybe you're waiting for the right time to tell all of us the truth." Alysha, calm down Marvel. Marvel nodded slowly, assuring.

"We want to say hello to Bian and Arini." Marvel looked towards the newlyweds.

"Eh.. It's not that I forbid, but it doesn't seem like the time is right." Alysha's suggestion, also looked towards her brother and wife who were greeting the invited guests.

"Yes, it seems so." Marvel's Timpal.

Silent just listening to the conversation between the two of them, he saw the closeness between Marvel and this woman. What Dian guessed this woman was her sister Bian, and that means this woman is her cousin Marvel.

For some reason, Dian's heart was relieved to realize the truth.

"Is this your girlfriend?" Alysha asked a sweet smile towards Dian. Dian who heard that, her face turned red.

"Eh. No, Dian's not my boyfriend. We've just met a few days now, and he's Arini's best friend." Marvel quickly answered questions from her cousin, afraid Dian would feel bad.

Alysha looked at the two, and noticed the change in Dian's face which looked a little disappointed at hearing the answer from her cousin Marvel. He smiled realizing one thing. Does this friend of his brother-in-law like his cousin Marvel?

"Hm...." Alysha cleared her throat while shaking a smile. "Yes, it's not your boyfriend now. But, hopefully in the future he will be your candidate." Said Alysha away from the two people, who were now staring at each other with awkwardness.

"You two enjoy the show, I want to see my niece first, bye...." After saying that, Alysha completely abandoned both of them. Give more time to them.

*****

Alysha approached her mother who was introducing her handsome granddaughter to her social friends.

His face had been unceasingly shining a happy smile, he was very satisfied to show off this grandson to his friends who always asked when he would have grandchildren. And mocking him, where can have a grandson if the face of his son alone 'Bian', which looks flat and cold like ice blocks.

And now his friends are very envious to see the stature of Azzam who has emanated his good looks at a young age like this.

"Yes..your grandson is very handsome Mir, so would like to have a rich granddaughter gini." Said one of his social friends Mama Mira, while pinching Azzam's cheeks that look puffed up are adorable.

"Love me....!" The other one said, looking very envious. He even held Azzam's hand.

"Not to be horrified by the speech of the aunt is handsome. Mending you join aunty aja, in the house aunty many toys...." Others chimed in, while luring games at Azzam to follow him home.

"Eh. uh.. good, take my granddaughter for granted. You better have your kids make grandkids again." Mama Mira holds Azzam's free hand. While the other hand of Azzam is still held by his friend who now also wants a lot of games for Azzam, if if Azzam wants to follow him home.

Azzam who was treated so by his grandmother's friends could only sigh, forced to accept all the pinches that led to his puffed cheeks that were now more and more puffed up. He wished that someone would help him out of all these pinches.

*****

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