SECOND TIME - LOVE IN CASTE
56. ABOUT JONATHAN

The whole house was in silence.

Master Robert clucked and then laughed cynically.

"The child does not know in profit, I choose the best for him instead

thanking is even defiant," said Mr. Robert a little emotional.

Inexhaustible with single children who have been taught hard since childhood. All this time Nathan according to what he said, why now change? What cause?

"Let's know what Jonathan's doing

lately, with whom he met and everywhere," he said by phone call and immediately disconnected the call. Mr. Robert is sure, there must be a trigger that causes his son to suddenly defy let alone want a divorce.

"Determining what to choose? Haha. Want to be architecture? Pant*tku architecture."

Architecture is Jonathan's ideal. Nathan had asked permission to study architecture but was rejected outright by his father.

The blonde girl who had been sitting quietly in the

beside master Robert could only stroke his papa's arm. Trying to relieve his emotions for the health of the father.

"Pa, relax! Remember Papa's health," he said to calm the emperor who was on the black on his eldest son.

"Don't be emotional, talk slowly, from heart to heart, try Papa be patient and hear what he wants" he continued.

"Sound what it wants? He just asked for a divorce. Anyway papa doesn't give permission. Can't get divorced!" sir Robert replied with emotion.

No one spoke after that. All were digesting this incident in their respective minds.

Sarah Jonathan's sister didn't expect her brother to talk about this at the dinner table.

"You picked the wrong time ka, Jo," he said very slowly.

"I hope this doesn't affect the girl. Hopefully Papa's men don't find those who've been on vacation together" Sarah said.

In silence, we heard steps approaching. Sarah looked up and found her brother and sister-in-law walking over

"Has his emotions gone?" murmured Sarah looked more focused on her older brother whose look was already a little relaxed.

"We're home, good night."

Nathan walked up to his elderly grandmother.

"Grandma, Jojo go home first, yeah! Grandma take care of health. Don't take heart of what happened tonight. Think of it as a grandmother's sleeping flower" Nathan said, then kissed the grandmother's forehead.

How can it be a sleeping flower? A sleeping flower full of thorns?

The grandmother could only nod with a sad look. At an old age, the thing he wanted the most was the peace of his family, his descendants.

"Ma, Pa, Sarah, we're home!" Nathan passed without salim to his parents. Half an hour ago he had just flown the war flag couldn't have been dropped right away, right?

The saying goes, only Sarah nods in response.

Delia grabbed her bag and draped it on her shoulder as she said,

"Mrs, Pa, Ma. We go home yes. Forgive Jojo who was being disrespectful and snapped earlier. But, what Jojo said today was the truth. That during our two-year marriage, we never accepted each other even though we tried. We decided to get divorced so as not to get further entangled in this no-way marriage."

"Delia, be honest with Papa. Have you been living in a house or separated?" asked Master Robert in an intimidating tone.

"We're home, Pa. Every night, Jojo comes home sometimes late."

"You're not lying, are you, Del?"

"No, Ma. Jojo comes home every day. Sometimes even Arthur."

"Call Jojo here!" tell Mr. Robert.

Delia who was getting ready to go home finally came out of the house and called Jonathan.

"Jo, papa ask you to come in for a second!"

Delia shouted at Jonathan who was leaning on the hood of her car with a brightly lit cell phone bouncing into her face.

Looks very handsome and shining. Supported by Jonathan's body away from fat-storing.

Jonathan looks like a man just out of college. Anyone who saw him would not have thought that Nathan was already in his thirties.

"You're handsome, Jo! Really handsome. Ynara is very lucky to be loved by you!" his murmuring with fixed gaze led to his person directly.

"Joe!" call him a little loud. The one called to look.

"Get in, papa will say."

"What else?" nathan asked then clucked irritably as he stepped his foot.

"No idea!"

Delia waited for Jonathan at the entrance. Then they go in together.

Both of them stepped into the family room. There the family had all gathered and were ready to convene the two of them.

"Listen Jonathan, you're not getting a divorce. Papa won't let you get divorced. If you are reckless," said master Robert paused for a moment. Staring sharply at Nathan who even casually leaned on the back of the chair with his fingers rubbing his chin.

"If you still want a divorce, papa will cross you off the family list, papa will take everything you have. Papa will shut down Sagara's access for you from all directions. Remember that! Papa's not kidding."

"Please! I never asked you either, right? You're the one who dragged me here."

"Jonathan!" shouted madam Marta while standing up. He walked quickly towards Jonathan and

Plaques

One slap on Jonathan's cheek as a reward for the sassness of his mouth.

Everyone gasped at Marta's actions especially Delia.

"How dare you talk like that!" wrath of mistress Marta. Her chest was swollen with anger.

"Am I wrong, Miss Sagara?" challenge Jonathan with a faint smile. His hand rubbed the cheek that had just been slapped.

Delia grabbed Nathan's hand not to continue the fight so as not to add to the muddle in her in-laws' house.

"Already, Jo. Let's just go home!" whispered. In Delia's mind, Jonathan must be kept away so that there is no debate that is getting worse. Separating the parties who are emotional is one way to reduce the emotion.

"Have I ever begged for everything in the Sagara family? Didn't I choose a simple life if I could be with my mother? But you dragged me here and separated me from my mother. Why are you angry when I speak the facts, madam?"

Madame Marta turned her head to hear Jonathan's words. Delia, don't ask me again?

What facts is this? Is Jonathan not the family's son?

Nathan stood up, he took out his wallet from his pocket and put down his credit card and atm.

"This is all the company's facilities. I refund. If you want to throw me out of this family, please.

Thank you for giving me a life my mother could not give me. Excuse me."

Jonathan left the house. The house he had lived in for decades and the house that made him slowly forget his childhood life.

"Mother, forgive Jojo for breaking a promise."