Stuck With An Old Man (Revision Stage)
CHAPTER 27: Feelings of Joy

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Gawai Yara continued to emit a tremor. Lazily, he tried to open his narrowed eyes and look at the caller. "Oma," he murmured.

"Yara, Oma was very happy. Congratulations, dear."

Not understanding the intention of Oma Amber who suddenly congratulated him for no apparent reason.

"Congratulations to what, Oma?"

"Ahhh you, pretend not to know. Oma is actually mad at you for not telling Oma directly. But it's okay, Oma won't scold you," chuckled.

"Oma what the hell is going on? I don't understand!" ketus Yara who has begun to be aware of the conscious mind.

"Shanks called Oma. He told Oma the good news. At first Oma was worried because of your circumstances. But after Shanks said that if you were lucky, Oma would be happy."

Yara doesn't understand anymore. "Lucky pain?" muttered.

"Ahh, you don't have to be ashamed of Yara. Oma knows how you feel now. Later Oma to your mansion and chat with you again. Wait for Oma."

The girl got up from the bed and gulped down the white water that had been on the nightstand. After that, he responded to his omana. "What the hell is Oma? What kind of pain does Oma mean? Shanks told Oma what?"

From behind the phone came a few voices faintly chuckling.

"Oh, Oma don't make me curious! I have stomach pain again! So don't make me add the quail," snorted annoyedly.

Laughter from behind the phone is still heard. "That's it, dear. Are you still very young. Usually women who become pregnant at a young age are prone to stomach pain, hihih!"

Yara swerved not playing. He opened his eyes while he was still. "Ha-pregnant? Who is pregnant?!"

"Yes you are, hihih. Thanks, Yara. Because it's willing to give the candidate a great-grandchild to Oma."

"YES!! Who said I was pregnant?! Not done yet, especially pregnant?! Pregnant son of jinn?! I'm just a regular stomach ache because I'm menstruating! Ishhhh, there's only Oma!"

The deggg!!

A loud voice from behind the phone is no longer heard. The silence began to fall. Amber who was very active is now passive. His heart suddenly became lackluster. How not, the thing he was waiting for the most turned out to be a hoax.

"Hello, Oma? Does Oma hear me?"

"Ja-so you have stomach pain due to menstruation? Not because of pregnancy?" amber asked again, hoping that Yara would not justify her question.

"Yes, Oma. Who is spreading fake news!"

"So Shanks called, Oma. He said you were sick. But he told Oma not to worry because you're pregnant. So Oma was very happy to hear that. But it turns out Shanks only delivered hoax news," explained Amber with a soft look. His tone is weakening. Oma Amber looked disappointed.

"Hadeh! Fucking shanks! What the hell is on his mind. Just want to get the news!"

"Yes, Oma hang up. Don't call Oma, 'cause Oma's still in shock. If you want to come to Oma or tell Oma, you better bring some good news to be a cure for Oma's disappointment to you. See you later, Yara."

Tut tut tut ....

Phone connection disconnected. Amber was very disappointed to hear the fake news. He had even gathered all the servants in his house just to show them off if his granddaughter had become pregnant. So when the phone call was a lot of vague sounds that were heard. But he immediately dispersed his servant with a wounded heart.

"You're Shanks. I'll teach you a lesson!" furious Yara.

Yara glanced at the tray that contained food. The sandwich with milk. On the tray was also a piece of paper with blue inked handwriting. Yara immediately grabbed the small paper and read the writing on it.

(Fill letter)

I'll be overtime today. Don't waitfor me. If you are sleepy, go to sleep. I've prepared breakfast for you. When you wake up, do not forget to eat and take medicine. If you need something, press the red button near the bed to call the waiter. For last night, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. I just want you to stay healthy. Don't be sick anymore. (Gala ♡)

A long indentation was engraved on Yara's cheeks. His heart was beating abnormally. He could not hide his happy expression. He smiled broadly as he looked at the blue inked writing. "What the hell Om Gala. Put on the picture of all hearts," he mumbled in embarrassment.

The girl pried away in excitement. In his heart he filled the flowers of love. Her cheeks flushed. He was constantly staring at the little paper. His manic focus is on heart carvings next to the name Gala. "Since when has Om become so romantic," smiled. "Ahhhh! I've gone mad. Why imagine Om Gala!" come from his delusion.

Yara put the paper back on the nightstand, and ate her breakfast voraciously. He also downed the milk until it was gone not a single drop remained. His appetite is growing. Gala's face was wandering around her head making the girl happy and smiling.

"Hello, Om Gala ... "

"Yes. What was? How are you doing?"

"It still hurts, Om."

"Have you read my message?"

"It has. Thanks, Om. I'm sorry for being rude to you, too."

"Not to be discussed anymore."

"Yes, Om. Ohya ... Om where is it?"

"I'm on my way and will be back a little late. But I'll try to get back as soon as possible."

"All right, Om."

"Yes, I'll go ahead."

"Np ... "

Gala was about to disconnect the phone call, but she stopped when Yara called her again.

"Yes, what's wrong?" gala, lirih.

Deg!

Yara's heart was pumping more and more. Gala's words were so delicate and gentle.

"Hello, Yara? What was? Are you in pain again?" gala's tone of voice seemed panicked.

"No Om. Um .. I just wanted to say ... "

Gala waited for the next speech from Yara.

"Thank you because Om cares for me and worries about me" said Yara slowly.

"I'm your husband. So it's my duty to care about my wife."

Yara pranced more and more with excitement to the point that her stomach again felt pain. "Awhhh!" his screeches.

"Yara?! What was? Are you in pain again?"

"Just a little bit, Om. I'm fine," put on a face of pain.

"Don't do too much activity. I told Jessica you weren't going to the office in the next few days. Let the deputy director handle your schedule."

"Yes, Om."

"alright. See you later."

"Spirit Om!" yara shouted and immediately cut off the phone connection.

Yara's smile returned. Little flowers seemed to be scattered around him. Yara's feelings cannot be expressed in words. There was a great sense of happiness that his heart felt. Obviously, because Yara is a girl who is just growing up, the turmoil of romance in her heart is increasingly passionate.

"Om Gala, you're something to me!" mumbling smiled.

To be continued ...

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