
"Dev where are you going?" ask Gendis when Devan is neat with his work suit.
The old woman continued to pay attention to the appearance of her eldest granddaughter who had no change after marriage though.
"To the office, Oma," replied Devan coldly.
Gendis of course did not like to hear the answer Devan had just said to answer his question.
As a newlywed couple, Devan was supposed to be planning his honeymoon. Not even working like this.
"You don't want to go on a honeymoon? Visiting your grandfather's home country for example," asked Gendis and also advised Devan to visit the country of origin of her husband who is none other than Devan's own grandfather.
"There is no need to go abroad Oma. I can do it here, whenever I want."
Gendis exhaled slowly, her eldest granddaughter was still as stubborn as ever.
"Where's Bia?" tanya Gendis tried to shift the conversation that would not be able to change the current situation.
As the person closest to Devan, of course Gendis best understands how the attitude and also the character of his grandson.
If Devan had said that, it would have been hard to divert his direction.
"Still asleep," Devan replied with a faint smile on his lips.
"Since you've married Bia, you now have a place to return to. When your desires and desires are overflowing, go home. Do not let you look for another house out there," said Gendis, the condition of the advice that just directly draw right in the heart of Devan's heartstrings.
Devan disturbs faintly, he understands where Gendis's talking is going at the moment.
"Davin and Jazlyn will continue their holiday to Raja Ampat, persuading Davin to marry Jazlyn, Dev."
"I'll try it."
"Oma is sure that Davin will obey your words," said Gendis a little softly.
He was no longer young, his age was getting less and more and Gendis was well aware at this time that the name of death must have been stalking him.
And before that day comes, Gendis wants to see her two grandchildren marry each other's girl. Although Gendis knows Bia is not the girl Devan marries because of love, but at least Devan has promised before God, if he accepts the shortcomings and also the advantages that exist in Bia completely.
"Don't mind much, now Oma has friends. Oma will not be lonely anymore if at home, I will immediately take care of the company along with the board of directors and company officials," said Devan after spending his breakfast.
"Give Oma a great-granddaughter, Dev. Oma misses the cry of the baby in this house." Gendis's smile again expanded widely after she expressed a request that was immediately embraced by Devan.
*
Bia woke up with a body that felt so sore, her groin felt numb and also quite painful.
Bia hissed as soon as she woke up from her sleep.
"Gosh nine o'clock," cried Bia startled at the sight of a sizable wall clock that was near the door of the room.
Bia immediately circulated her gaze to all corners of the spacious room that was only one night in residence along with the man who had been legally her husband, Devan.
"Ah apparently a new life has begun," said Bia slowly.
Being the young mistress of the Addison family was something Bia had never imagined before.
The life of freedom that Bia had dreamed of, Bia had to go back to the grave deeply and Bia had to re-adjust to the prison of gold-tested diamonds.
After cleaning herself and also slightly applying makeup, Bia slowly went down the stairs that were so majestic circular in the middle of the mansion that was so spacious.
'More quiet and quiet when compared to the father's house, ' Inner Bia.
"Young Miss your breakfast is ready."
Bia is quite uncomfortable with the treatment he currently receives, how also in his previous life the degree of Bia is not much different from the woman who is currently in front of him.
"Later all lunch," Bia replied, because she did not want to fill her stomach.
"But Young Madam," said the woman in her 30s.
"No papa, Ma'am, I'm not hungry yet" said Bia, who disavowed her intention to protest the call that was embedded in her at this time.
But Bia again thought, afraid to even make a woman who was so polite in front of him get into trouble just because of a nickname alone.
"Where is she?" bia quickly cut off the words that the woman in front of him wanted to say.
"Mrs Gendis is in the backyard, ma'am, in the greenhouse."
"Greenhouse?" repeat Bia half muttered.
"You want to go there?" ask a woman who has not had time to ask what her name is.
"Yes, I can."
"Let me take it."
Once again Bia was really made uncomfortable with the treatment he thought was very excessive.
How could an older woman, compared to him, treat herself so politely.
Very inversely proportional to his sister Amel who according to him lack of ethics and manners.
"Well, Bi, what's the matter here, honey?" asked Gendis who realized Bia's presence towards her who was taking care of her pet flowers.
"I'm tired of Oma" Bia lied, but she just woke up.
Bia wants to admit that he woke up late, but was embarrassed because it was only the first day but Bia has made a mistake.
Gendis who was aware of Bia's arrival of course noticed the arrival of her daughter-in-law's granddaughter who currently looks so fresh.
But Gendis' attention was not focused on that, but on Bia's slightly straddling way of walking.
A sweet smile again adorned the old face of Gendis, of course the woman was happy because her hope was delivered to Devan this morning, it might be done soon and indeed Gendis was very much expecting it.
"Here sit here" Gendis asked.
"Here bring drinks and snacks here" continued Gendis.
The two sit in a gazebo in the middle of a greenhouse surrounded by various kinds of Gendis flower collection plants.
The beautiful atmosphere of course both felt, diverting the heat from the slowly rising sun.
"Oma's glad you're willing to accept Devan in spite of your brief encounter" Gendis said.
"Bia's happy that Oma is happy too" Bia replied sincerely.
"Oma hopes you and Devan can immediately give Oma a great-grandchild" said Gendis as she rubbed the back of Bia's hand on her lap.
Bia who heard Gendis's sincere-sounding request in her ears was only able to nod her head slowly.
'A great-grandchild?' bia Inner who has not thought up to that direction.
Seriate...