Please, Love Me Husband
Chaptre 64. Better Ask Directly

"Where are the characteristics of the guy?" alister asked in the end, not surprised by the clapping of his sister.

"His people....."

Nantha recounted the characteristics of the person who sat together with Salin at that time in a restaurant.

"That's right, the same person!" peekit Alister's.

"I mean brother?"

"Eh, I mean, you see that Salin often walks together with the same characteristics as you mentioned earlier?" alister stuttered.

Actually, he did not want to tell the story but because it was already keceplosan, he finally chose to be honest.

"Sister also saw Brother Salin with a man? Her priest is like the traits that Nantha just said?"

Alister lowered, assented. Nantha instantly drowned. Both are sluggish at the same time. Not excited for now.

"Why are you two?"

Suddenly oma and opa were already standing there, beside the two of them.

"Other heartbroken" said the opa.

"Don't say love is rejected" said Mr. Aaron.

Hearing the ramblings of Mr. Aaron, oma glared, looking intently at Mr. Aaron. Making Aaron kicep. Locking his mouth with a signal both hands he pointed at the lips then he shifted from left to right.

His hand he valves into his chest as a sign of apology to his mother.

Oma approached Alister and sat down beside him. So did opa, sitting next to Nantha.

"Why again? Hmm?" ask soft oma.

"Not why, oma."

"Why not, but his face was bent. Unironed clothesline. Even though our clothesline has been ironed with Nantha. You want to iron the same oma?"

Oma tried to joke, tease, teach her two grandchildren to joke. To find out what is going on with them. Why such a heartbreak.

"Oma's heart," said spoiled Alister. He put his head on his shoulder. The same thing was done by Nantha.

"Ih, ngekor," Alister nagged on Nantha. He felt his brother imitate what he was doing.

"Where is. It's good niru. Nantha wants a kak gini. Weeek"

Both are arguing. Make oma and opa smile with their grandchildren. The granddaughter of two different women.

"Yesterday was happy. Like ABG's son who is kasmaran. Now it's like ABG's breaking up. You're like a gini, like Nantha in third grade Junior High" ora-god.

The flashback

"Oma, opa, papa....!"

Nantha screeched the whole house. Even the servant aunt was called.

"What the hell, Tha ngabsen everyone," said the oma. He yawned, covering his mouth with one hand.

"Yes, the dreamy opa was disturbed. Basic you. Can't see the opa and oma relaxing a little bit" opa said.

"Ihh, it's late afternoon. Not good for napping. Tar is a disease. Nantha just went home from school and didn't sleep. Even busy doing schoolwork."

"So you told me to do that schoolwork? I'm not in school anymore. It was dusk too. Just wait for a few more calendars."

"Oma what the hell is talking about that. I don't like Nantha to hear that."

"Yes, honey. Oma's granddaughter is beautiful paliii. Oma, I'm sorry." The oma was embracing Nantha from the side.

"Try the story to the oma, what is the afternoon gini already noisier? Did you finish the PR?"

"Udah is oma. It's even more important than Nantha's PR."

"Oh yeah? What'sthat?"

"Why the afternoon gini even stormy? Usually in each room. Where's alister?"

Mr. Aaron, who had just returned from the office, was among them. Installation is also with the commotion that is in the room in broad daylight like this.

"Sister Lister oma, opa, papa."

"Alister?" ask them simultaneously.

"Alister why else?" say they are still together.

"Sister Alister is back." Nantha answered only one-on-one, making the three even more curious.

While the servant's aunt approached them with a tray of fresh drinks.

"Here's the mistress, sir, young master, miss, please!" said the servant aunt.

Their focus was finally on the aunt's voice.

"Wih, Martabe juice," exclaimed Nantha cheerfully. "Aibi really knows best that Nantha is missing this juice" he added. His hand immediately took the juice that was already located on the glass table.

"Slow down, non," said the gentle aunt. He rubbed the young lady's back. The girl he's been looking after since the baby. He loved that girl. Think of her like a princess herself.

"Hmmm" he said, enjoying the drink. "Actually the first start I heard it was not that taste. It's a little strange that his name. But after aunty talked, I tried and ended up addicted" he exclaimed.

"Often, bi."

"Don't, non."

"Lho, why bi? I like it."

"Yes, auntie knows. But something excessive is not good, non."

"Hehe." Nantha also grinned at the end.

"Either. Greedy," taunted the brother.

"Belvin. Weeeek!"

"So, what was that? So forget it because of this Martabe juice," chirped oma.

Nantha and Alister are soon together. It was already carefree because the juice eh faded because reminded oma about turmoil.

"Why? Hmm?" ask the curious oma.

Strange as it is, when suddenly the two grandchildren were upset at the same time.

"Sister Copy oma," said Nantha Iirih.

"So, why'd you copy?" Oma looked at Nantha. He wants to know the real answer.

"So, there's another guy."

"What?" ask oma, opa and mister Aaron in unison.

"Compact very like a choir. But alas, the bass sound is less bandit," chirped Nantha. Instead of focusing on the story, he was busy commenting on the cohesiveness of the three people.

"Hmmmmm. Mother's son yes" said Alister. She imitates the style of speech of women who often refer to all her children. Mother's child. It's viral now.

"Udah. Seriously. Oma kepo nih," interrupted the oma. He had been very curious about Salin who already had a lover.

Oma is afraid that Alister will be back to what he was. Broken, fallen even destroyed because of love. Hurt yourself only because of the woman he loves. He even hopes to be his girlfriend. Oma doesn't want it to happen again.

"Yes, oma. Brother Salin has a guy. Several times have Nantha seen brother Copy the road with the same guy. Really dekeeeet. I think I've known that for a long time. Even yes, brother Salin was very cheerful with the guy. They were even hugs" Nantha said.

"The drama begins" chirped the opa.

"real opa. Nantha had seen. Even Brother Alister has seen it, too" continued Nantha.

"And the guy who was with Salin was the one that Nantha liked oma, opa," Alister explained. He looked at Mr. Aaron, intending to tell.

"What?" again they were choirs.

"But, not necessarily her lover," said the oma suddenly. Making everything shut up and staring at the oma closely.

"Who knows what the theme is. Or his office friend. Or best friend. Don't net first," the oma reminded her two grandchildren.

"Sometimes, it's not all that we see as it really is. You could misunderstand. Better ask directly," suggested the oma.