Papa To Oleander
56. Questions that Appear

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"But ...." Om Arif continued.

I stiffened immediately. The celebration I just did in my heart stopped. Gye should have realized that Om Arif wouldn't go down so easily. It's about their only daughter and first grandchild. It is not about giving up something as trivial as a pair of sandals sold in the market.

"But, Om think you should wait first, Ngga. I mean, you have to wait again." This time the two arms crossed again, but now placed on the stomach as the right elbow fixer that he enforced. The palm of the middle-aged man's right hand that was still parking his body on the edge of the table was busy back and forth on the hairless chin.

Om Arif is a man who always keeps his appearance clean and neat. His style is imitated by the most perfectionist Oliver Andreas Arifin.

"That's, Om?" I finally changed my body position. The hand that had been adrift behind my body now moved forward. I crossed it in front of my chest and I held my chin with the right palm of my hand that had its arms resting on my left hand.

My subconscious made me imitate Om Arif's position. Aware of this, I put both hands down so that I now just stand with my hands in the pockets of my pants. "People are a little clueless, Om. Wouldn't it be better if good intentions were quickened?" I try to express an opinion.

"Yes, yes." Om Arif nodded. "You're not wrong." He then moved again, returning to his seat behind the table. He sat back down and continued the pose made when he first sat there earlier.

This time, when Om Arif told me to sit down, I did not dare to refute him. I sat in one of the chairs there. I deliberately put my butt in the left seat, which is the right side of Om Arif. I don't know for what reason, which is obviously a premonition I ordered me to sit in that chair.

The man whose full name is Arifin Handoko also cleared his throat. "But, Om asks you to try to understand it from the Olavian side." Om Arif stopped his sentence and looked at me straight.

"It's not a matter of delaying the execution of your good intentions. Nope. It's also not Om's way of making you tremble and retreat from the side of Olavia. No, Ngga. No. gabe. You know we love you too. We consider you to be like your own child. We know you from when you were a teenager. We know your parents well. Borrowing the term parents first, we already understand the seeds, some, and the weight of an Fergarasyah.

"Look, Angga. I want to ask you some questions that you need to answer. You don't have to answer it directly in front of Om, no. You can answer it yourself, in your heart. You can judge for yourself the answer you give. And Om asks that you really think about all those answers carefully. Not just based on your heart's desire today.

"Om never heard a wise word from someone. In essence, he said that do not just promise when we are happy, do not just swear when we are sad, and do not just pray when we are desperate. Meaning what? At every opportunity, we are required to remain cautious in our conduct. Didn't you?"

I nodded. I was nervous half-empty, but still I nodded my head obediently.

"Now Olavia has just tasted the taste of being a mother, Ngga. He still has to make some adjustments. Although the process of parenthood is a lifelong process, the first years are the most difficult. Especially for the first child. Don't you think we should let Olavia go first? Shouldn't we give her time so she can really put herself in as a parent, a mother, before we shake her world again by changing her status to a future wife in such a short time? Do you think it won't make him overwhelmed, overwhelmed? Physically and psychically?

"But, Ngga, you must also realize that this is not just an Olavian problem. I asked you that, what about Oleander. And Om really liked your plan. Although Om and Aunt still don't know the true story of who the father of our grandson is, we still want the best for Ole. If you want to make it your son in the eyes of the country, we will not ban it. Now you've become one of the most important men in her life." Om Arif paused for a moment. On his face Kalakian engraved a knotty smile. "Olavia told me about Ole who happened to call you Papa."

Damn. The best day of my life as far as today.

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