
Back Dirman was approached by Ningrum in his office to force Dirman to immediately bring his son to the main house.
There was a fierce quarrel between Dirman and Ningrum to make some people immediately enter and divorce the fierce debate that occurred.
"Enough, Ningrum. Stop making a fuss. We have come here to speak well to Dirman" Husein recalled to his wife.
As the husband of Ningrum, Husein knew very well the stubborn nature of his wife. If only a young time the wife had not stubbornly rejected the woman who became Dirman's choice, maybe their family would not be as dark as now.
"Mas, you stopped defending your son. Because of her, we can't have grandchildren," angry Ningrum, made Husein close her eyes.
"You've always been selfish, Ningrum. Throw your mistakes at others including your own children." Husayn shook his hand. The old man then turned his gaze to Dirman. "Hows it? You've met the man who takes care of papa's granddaughter?"
Dirman sighed for a moment then he asked his papa to sit on the sofa available in his study.
Without a word, Husein chose to sit followed by Ningrum.
"I've met Bima, her husband Hera. He asked for time to talk slowly with Argano."
"Why ask for time? You're his real Papa, Dirman. You are more entitled to your own son," sidelines Ningrum did not accept.
"I'm just donating my sperm, Ma. Not more. In fact, just to take care of and to provide for it I never did." Dirman rubbed his face frustrated with all his mother's demands.
"Just keep it you-"
"Enough, Ningrum. Don't argue anymore. We just need to wait for the answer from that man named Bima." Husein said firmly, making Ningrum inevitably give in.
"Sorry, Sir. Someone wants to meet."
Secretary Dirman stepped in and told me if anyone wanted to meet.
"Who?"
"Women and men. They were named Pak Bima Sanjaya and Arrania's mother" replied the secretary.
Dirman looked at his parents. The man did not expect that Bima would come to him.
"Begging them to come in" Dirman said, with a pounding heart.
Dirman looks anxious about what Bima will say. Dirman was afraid that Bima might not allow him to meet his biological son.
Shortly after, the door of the room opened. Two male and female figures stepped in confidently.
Ningrum, Husein, and Dirman immediately got up from their seats staring at the two people who had just entered.
"Bima sir, how are you?" Dirman extended his hand which Bima greeted. Likewise with Nia who welcomed Dirman's hand with an illegible face.
"Talk, this is my parents." Dirman introduced his parents to Bima and the woman who claimed to be Nia. Dirman did not know why Bima actually brought another woman, not Hera to discuss about the meeting between the Dirman family and Arga.
"I'm Bima Sanjaya and this is my wife, Nia."
Dirman looked at Bima and Nia in surprise. Did not expect if the woman Bima brought was his wife. Then, where is Hera? Inner Dirman wondered.
"Your wife is not Hera? Why can his name be changed? And so, his face also changed greatly." Ningrum conveyed his astonishment. Ningrum remembered once the face of the woman who was impregnated by her son even though they had not met for a long time.
Given the current age of Bima and Dirman, it would be impossible if the mother of his granddaughter had a face this young.
Dirman gave the plot to his mother to be silent. The man did not want his mother to give a bad impression on Bima and his wife.
"I, Nia. Not Hera." Nia said with a smile.
The woman and her husband sat down after being welcomed by Dirman. After that he scanned one by one the faces of the three strangers he had just met.
Last night Bima had told me about Arga's biological father who wanted to see Arga.
At first Nia was a little surprised and afraid that Arga would be taken. However, thinking again, Arga was old enough to make his choice. Nia also did not want her eldest son did not know her real father. Although he does not like the fact that Arga is not Bima's biological child because he thinks that Arga can be taken by his biological father at any time. But, Nia did not want to be selfish to keep everything hidden from Arga.
"I came here to talk about Argano." Bima said without further ado. "There are some conditions that you must meet if Arga wants to meet you."
"Why should you use all the conditions? We are the Arga family. We are also entitled to him," Ningrum sidelines did not accept.
That of course made Nia immediately look at the old woman sitting in the middle of her child and husband.
"Mom talked about rights. How about we talk about obligations?" Nia looked at Ningrum with her eyebrows raised. "I'm ready to make details about your obligations as Arga's family." Not to forget Nia pressed down on the birth word for Ningrum to be aware of what the woman had done in the past.
"Ma." Husein glanced sharply at his wife.
Ningrum finally chose silence after receiving a warning from her husband.
"Back to the topic. I only ask for some conditions if Arga agrees to meet you," Bima repeated, staring firmly at Dirman.
"What are the conditions that we need to meet?" Dirman looked at Bima.
Bima exhaled her breath staring firmly at Dirman. This he had to do for the sake of Arga's comfort.
"First, I ask you not to force Arga to follow all your rules."
There was silence and they heard very carefully what Bima was going to say to them.
"Secondly, Arga is not the type of child that can be arranged. Right now he wants to join a band and he wants to be a singer. I hope you guys allow her to be a singer."
"Third, let him do anything as long as it's still within normal limits. I don't want to because family problems and the pressure here and there make him depressed."
There was a moment of silence. Bima stared one by one members of the Dirman family.
Ningrum looked at Husein and Dirman. The woman seemed to disagree with the terms given by Bima. Become singers? Ningrum certainly disagreed. The middle-aged woman wants her granddaughter to join either lawmakers or businessmen.
"We agree to those terms. So, when can we meet our grandchildren?" Husein said while staring at Bima. It did not matter if he had to agree to the terms given by Bima. Husein realized that they had no right to manage the lives of their grandchildren who they would meet after 20 years.
"Sunday I will arrange your meeting," break up Bima embraced Husein.
After meeting with the Dirman family, Bima and Nia finally decided to return to their offices.
"I really didn't think through the old woman's disposition. Just so you will," Nia grumbled when they were already in the car.
The woman was sitting next to her husband who was driving the vehicle they were riding towards Bima's office.
Since then, Nia did not stop to babble about the treatment of an old woman known as Ningrum who was also the mother of Dirman.
"Propsy. Mommy don't be angry. It will get old soon." Bima glanced at his wife at a glance then turned to look straight ahead.
"Although I am old, but not older than Mas Bima," replied Nia not to lose.
While Bima just chuckled at the reply from his wife who did not stop babbling. Bima deliberately brought Nia to Dirman's office to find out the situation that Arga would face when later joined the Dirman family. Nia could see for herself how the old lady who was none other than Grandma Arga behaved.
"I'm not sure that Arga can accept them with open arms" he muttered, still heard by Bima.
"We pray that Arga will accept his new family later."
"Keep if they're forced to take Arga from us how, Mas?"
Honestly, even though Arga is not her biological son, Nia still does not want her eldest son to be taken by her biological family. Nia did not want to part with Arga. Enough Jillo's been away from them.
"That's impossible, honey. Arga knows where his real home is to go home. So, don't be afraid that Arga will leave us." Bima's hand stretched out to rub his wife's head. "Later tonight we'll tell Arga slowly about her current situation. Hopefully Arga is not angry," said Bima who got the nod Nia.
Yes, hopefully, Nia added.
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Arga is currently on a record label. After a long process, he signed a contract to become a singer in a newly formed band.
They are six people. Among them are Bastian, Juno, Arga, Hans, and lastly Axel.
The five young men had handsome faces. One of the five, Juno, secretly has a wife.
"Where are you going after this?" Bastian with a thin face and thick eyebrows was staring one by one his new friends who were now preparing to leave.
"Gue wants to go to the supermarket. Here I want to shop for kitchen." Juno replied while putting a backpack on his back.
"Aren't you able to walk on your own, Jun?" Axel looked at his new friend.
"Could he go. But, I can't let him go alone."
"Huh? Why the hell?"
"Juno is possessive. You can't leave the house without him" Hans replied, staring at his friends.
Hans has been a close friend of Juno since they were in High School. They are currently studying at a university. Of course they are with Juno's wife named Tasya. Juno was very careful to keep his wife from being teased or glimpsed by other men. It would be very scary to see that quiet man get angry.
"Geez, you can be possessive too. I don't think you have a boyfriend" said Bastian, staring at his new friend.
"Name is Juno." Hans chuckles. Then the young man's gaze turned to Arga. "Where are you going, Ar?" ask him to Arga. His friend had been watching their conversation.
"Gue wants to go home."
"Not hanging out first? It's still noon if you want to go home right away." Bastian stared at the clock that was coiled around his wrist, then turned to look at Arga who shook his head slowly.
"Gue can't. Mami will soon find me. If he knows I came home late, maybe my snack ration is reduced by 10 percent," explained Arga relaxed.
"Woah, my mother's son also turned out to be lo." Axel exclaimed in excitement while clapping his hands. It is unexpected that among the five of them, Arga is a child mother.
"Mommy's son and mama's son." Arga smiled obliquely. After that, he said goodbye to his friends and stepped away to the parking lot where the sport bike he was driving was located.
Arga was preparing to get on the motor when he heard the ringing sound of his phone from his phone.
Arga immediately picked up the phone that came from the young Oma.
"Yes, Oma?"
"Argano, are you home, son?"
"Again, Oma. Why?"
"Mom can you ask for help, son? Get Onty Dera, will you? He was again in a cafe not far from the campus. If you don't mind, yes, son."
"Yes, Oma. Coming home from here I picked up Onty Dera. Onty's waiting for me?"
"Already, Son. Oma called him and asked him to wait for you."
"OK, Oma. Then I hang up. I'll pick up Onty Dera."
"Thank you, yes, Oma's granddaughter."
"Together, Oma."
After that Arga turned off the phone and put his phone in his pants pocket. The young man immediately rushed to the cafe meant by his young Oma to pick up the aunt.