SATRIO.
CH 20

Days passed quickly, the two-day tournament was to be held. Later in the afternoon there will be a technical meeting for delegates from the court who have registered and the night will be continued with a welcoming party as well as the celebration of Pandji's 17th birthday.

While it is still too early for Pandji to open his eyes. Training with his father last night drained all his strength, no one was disappointed even though Pandji still could not win. Losing experience and inner energy is the main cause.

A golden yellow light rose on the curtain that covered Pandji's room window, but it did not bother Pandji at all.

Pandji's malaise did not last long, the sound of knocking on his bedroom door grew louder. At first it was just a light knock and Giandra's voice that echoed like a bell, then continued with Atika's subtle voice and regular beats that didn't stop bothering her at all.

Opening his eyes Pandji staggered to pull the door handle, "What's wrong?"

"Mother is waiting for Mas Pandji at the big dinner table, breakfast is ready."

"I'm not hungry yet nor have I taken a shower, I'm not eating breakfast ..," said Pandji almost closing the door to his room.

"But .. Mas Pandji must come, Mother advised to wear appropriate clothes. I'll get his clothes ready now, Mas Pandji can take a shower first!"

Pandji just realized Mother invited breakfast at the big dining table? It means there is a formal event and there are guests who will have breakfast with their families.

"Who's visiting this early?"

"Introduction Eyang from Solo," answered Atika politely.

"Ehh ... How many guests?"

"Three people, Mas."

Pandji knitted both eyebrows and immediately pinched his head as soon as he remembered that the possibility of the guest was one of them was his prospective fiancee.

"Well, you can leave after preparing your clothes. I'm gonna take a shower."

Shaking his body and head, Pandji thought of many ideas and what to do after leaving the bathroom.

Although his great-grandfather easily said that it was only a temporary bond that Pandji could decide if he did not want to proceed to the serious stage, it still made Pandji feel depressed.

Pandji did not want to add to his brain burden by thinking of many women.

Why did I not ask Atika more clearly who the three people from Solo were?

Wearing his favorite hoodie (hooded jacket), Pandji uncovers the window curtain that is still closed.

Pandji opened the window slowly and watched around the house. He felt lucky to choose the room below and at the front, so if you are going to escape like this is not too difficult.

It was safe for Pandji to step foot through one large window that is usually opened every day to vent the air into his room. He cursed because he had to go back to the room to pick up his phone that was left on the bed.

At maximum speed, Pandji moves to insert the phone into the jacket pocket after changing the ringtone to vibrate mode. He did not want to be found silly if suddenly his phone rang.

This time Pandji managed to get out, he closed the curtain slowly and also closed the window from the outside to get back in position.

"Grad …."

Pandji breathed heavily upon hearing the sound of people thumping not far from him, a familiar voice, one that often caught him at the most undesirable moments. Who else if not his father?!

Shouldn't Dad be at the big dining table accompanying the guests?!

Pandji circulates the view until he meets his father's eye, "Good morning, Dad! What are you doing out here?"

"Teaching his son to be more responsible as a man," Pandji's father replied with a thoughtful smile.

Pandji snorted and entered back into his room through the window, he greeted his mother who was waiting inside with a gentle smile.

Pandji couldn't help but ask, "What's mother doing in Pandji's room?"

"Make sure his son is dressed properly and keeps to the words that were spoken the other day!"

Pandji gave up, he smiled awkwardly and put on an innocent face so that his mother would not get angry.

"Anu .. Pandji just scuffing his window if anyone can pass, afraid of a thief coming in, Mother! Pandji isn't going anywhere …."

Her mother raised an eyebrow and grinned witfully as she stretched out the clothes that Pandji had to wear.

Jeez .. how can they be so compact as parents? Is there no way to run for me anymore?

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