The Fake Couple
Little girls.

Today, Daffin invites Kinanti to meet and get acquainted with his Grandfather, as well as ask for his blessing.

"I will still marry you even if Opa does not agree," he said, clasping Kinanti's hand tightly and it felt like the woman's palm felt cold in his grasp must have been nervous.

"Come," take Daffin with her as she grabs Kinanti's hip.

"Opa is there, waiting for us" he whispered.

Kinanti choked and followed Daffin's steps. The woman was flabbergasted at how vast the courtyard of this house was. In Kinanti's mind earlier, the house she would see later was a simple but beautiful house, and yes, this place was very beautiful fun, but not at all simple. The house with its main joglo-style building looks antique and also classic. Looks sturdy and artistic because it is made of teak wood with the best quality.

Kinanti was so nervous when she reached out to a man wearing flip-flops, wearing shorts and wearing a t-shirt. The old man, who had all his hair turned white, welcomed his hands with a friendly smile, revealing his rows of well-groomed, clean teeth at his dusk.

Through their conversation at the meeting, Kinanti could conclude that Opa Kalandra was a humble and simple man even though he was rich, like the rice that was getting filled was actually getting ducking.

Opa Kalandra and Daffin invited him to enter the spacious garden behind the house. The garden is based on green Japanese grass, overgrown with shady trees and a variety of beautiful flowers, beautifully maintained. Kinanti was really fascinated by the beauty of this park, but then the woman's lips clenched when her gaze hit two mounds of navel lined under a row of frangipani trees that were flowering. Kalandra deliberately berated her son and daughter-in-law side by side in the back of this vast yard, so that she could see both at any time or even every day.

"That's... My Mother and Father. Come on, let's meet them" whispered Daffin as he hugged Kinanti's shoulder.

Kinanti could not help but see how Daffin sowed flowers for his parents so reverently. Kinanti could feel what Daffin was feeling right now, as she also knew what it was like to lose a parent. Daffin was also visibly moved yesterday when Kinanti invited him to visit the tomb of Mami and Papinya.

"Aamiin..," said Kinanti and Opa Kalandra simultaneously when Daffin finished praying for his Mother's Father.

"Come, Kinan. We're sitting there," asked Opa Kalandra as if he was signaling to give Daffin time for himself.

Kinanti understood the signal and followed the footsteps of Opa Kalandra.

The two now sit side by side in the park chair while looking at Daffin who is stuck alone there.

"From now on, I can leave Daffin to you, right?" Opa Kalandra turned to Kinanti.

Kinanti choked and nodded nervously.

Then the old man chuckled softly.

"Daffin has lost his mother and father. All this time he's only had me, but now he's also got you, the one who will be very close to him every time. Maybe he won't always be a nice guy, one day he can also be a very annoying guy and make you angry. But he is still Daffin, a man who desperately needs the love of a woman. Love him who has lost his mother's love since he was very young. Please, love him all your time, just as you want to be loved and loved by others. We will only receive what we have given, right? You give love, and you receive love. That's how the world works, with the law of cause and effect or the law of the sow of harvest."

Kinanti nodded slowly. Understand the values of Opa Kalandra speech that is not only old by age, but also in a mature and wise mind.

"Honest. I was surprised to hear that Daffin wanted to get married. Though not long ago I heard, he was heartbroken because he was left to marry his first love. Kinanti, do you really love Daffin, so you want to marry him? You know he still loves other women, right? You got no problem with that?"

Kinanti's heart immediately beat fast. There is no love between them. This marriage only happens because of circumstances.

"Our...., it has not been a long relationship," Kinanti bit her lips, confused as to what to answer.

"But we've been friends, since High School. That's why we're so close, at least we know each other."

"You sure?" he said as he stared fixedly at Kinanti, making the woman flicker in the gaze in such a way.

Opa Kalandra then bobble head.

"That's it. Maybe you forgot, it's been a long time," he said, making Kinanti's forehead wrinkled in confusion.

Kalandra sighed and again threw her gaze to Daffin who was still stuck in front of the grave of his parents. Uh. He was very grateful that his grandson was healthy and long-lived, the existence of Daffin who made himself so far able to survive, even able to fight his heart attack on the day of disaster.

Kalandra once almost lost Daffin forever, when Anggraeni suddenly picked up Daffin from his play group school, taking him away unaccompanied Bik Sri to a beach in Anyer. Fortunately there are tourists who are suspicious to see Anggraeni carrying Daffin from the beach to the middle of the sea. The traveler was quick to stop the actions of Anggraeni who intended to bring Daffin died with him that day.

"Mrs Anggraeni has a psychiatric disorder, sir. And now Mr. Revelation is accompanying the Lady who is being treated in a mental hospital."

Reports from Reza that day hit Kalandra with great shock.

"Then? What about my grandson? Where is he now?" his insistence was very anxious.

"Young master Daffin is fine, he just does not want to go home and is still in Anyer, staying at the resort owned by Mr. Wahyu, with Bik Sri. And I've included some bodyguards to guard and keep an eye on them for twenty-four full hours."

"Take me there, let's get Daffin. From now on Daffin will stay with me," Kalandra said with an anxious glitter.

Arriving at the resort, Kalandra cried when she saw her only granddaughter was healthy and fine. Daffin was swinging with a little boy his age, apparently the daughter of a resort visitor who had rescued Daffin from Anggraeni's hands yesterday. According to Bik Sri, the girl who became a friend of Daffin during a two-day stay at this resort.

"Is that your grandfather?" said the girl braided while patting Daffin's shoulder to look over.

"Opaaaa!" Daffin jumped off the swing and ran to greet Grandpa.

Kalandra also runs and bows to hug the granddaughter who is very worried about her safety. The man's tears were flowing uncontrollably.

"Opa don't cry, Opa is a man. Mother said, the man should not cry," reprimanded Daffin as he wiped the tears on Kalandra's cheek.

"Why can't you? If my mother says it, everyone has the right to cry. Tears are created by God for everyone, can be used for crying," said the girl braided earlier as she held out a tissue for Kalandra.

"But don't cry a lot huh, Cake? Beware.. ntar can run out," concluded innocent.

Kalandra received the tissue while chuckling at her words.

"Thank you, smart kid. What's yourname?" Kalandra held out a hand.

The braided little girl smiled beautifully while replying to Kalandra's warm hand while wrapping her tiny palm.

"Kinanti Queensha," he answered briefly and clearly.