The Passion of the Guards
Chapter 67 - TGSP

At night, Juan came out with only a short-sleeved shirt and his knee-length color pants, he looked at the figure of a middle-aged woman sitting next to his mother.

"Ma.." Call Juan to the mother who looks to be chatting with her in-laws. Yes, although Romlah is not yet 100 percent sure of the woman, given her previous treatment of her and her husband. 

But, there's nothing wrong with giving her a second chance, right? Who knows, if Miranda really wants to change and fix all her mistakes in the past and establish a good relationship with her former daughter-in-law and grandchildren who look beautiful and handsome.

"Yes, Ju. Why?" Ask Romlah. 

"Can we talk alone, Ma?" Juan asked his mother. 

Romlah glanced at Miranda, he nodded his head. He did not mind the behavior of his grandchildren, because he also understood why the young man behaved like that. If only he had been close to his grandson, perhaps the welcome Juan or Rinda would have given him was not a sharp look and a sour face, but a bright smile and warm embrace as a welcome. 

Yes, he was well aware that this was all his fault. Surely, his two grandchildren wouldn't act like this if he could just lower his ego a little. 

"What's up, son?" Romlah asked, currently his second was in the dining room with Juan sitting in one of the empty seats. 

"Juan will marry Shera one more week, Ma." Juan's words made Romlah look very surprised by the news brought by the son. 

"Married? Juan, how are you? We've got nothing to prepare for, son. How can you make a decision this big without discussing it first with Mama?" Ask Romlah.

"This is my father's request, if not immediately then when again? Waiting until Syera gives birth, or waiting until her belly bulges, Ma?" 

"It's not so, son. But.."

"All the costs are borne by his father Shera, although Juan feels bad but there is no other choice, right?" Juan asked, Romlah nodded his head. Indeed, Juan's current position is wrong. Waiting until she is ready to get married feels impossible, because it will only buy time. What if her stomach sticks out? No, he can't allow that. 

"Then, how's everything, Ju?"

"Not how, Ma. Juan and Syera agreed to marry in a week. We've been looking for the same ring as the wedding dress."

"Are you sure about all this, Ju?"

"Revidently, if Syera was sure of Juan, why wasn't Juan sure of her?" Juan asked back to make Romlah nod his head. From the beginning, Syera did look like a good girl. Therefore, when she said that she was pregnant with her son's child, her son, he felt in a lightning strike during the day so shocked and could not believe that his son could do such a thing to his own master's daughter. 

"Then, why is your face battered, son?" Romlah asked as he felt a bruise on the son's face, there was even a scar on the corner of his lips that began to dry up.

"Hit the camer, Ma. Hehe." Juan answered with a cry.

"It's because you're naughty, haven't made a baby yet." 

"Hehe, right said Syera also if not in blessing, let her grandchildren talk." The young man answered while grinning the horse.

"You are the weak of faith, son." 

"Yes, Ma." After Juan, he could not fight the mother because he was naughty because it had made Syera pregnant at the wrong time. 

"I'm sorry, Mom, son."

"Sorry for what, Ma?" Ask Juan lirih.

"Because of Mama's current state, you might be embarrassed when you introduce your mother later."

"No, Juan is not ashamed at all. After all, Mama was the woman Juan cherished the most during Juan's lifetime. Sorry for disappointing my mom." Juan replied with a small smile.

"It's okay, son. You've grown up, you know what's right and wrong. What you did to Syera was clearly wrong, son. But, Mama is also proud of you because you're not running away from responsibility." Romlah rubbed Juan's face gently, the woman's wrinkled hands pinched the small chin of Juan to make the young man chuckle.

Juan also hugged the body of the mother, both of them chuckled softly to make Miranda who had been eavesdropping behind the wall felt tightness in her heart when she heard the conversation of the two people with the status of a child and mother.

Is that the burden stored on each of their shoulders? Until this time alone Romlah can not give anything, even though his son will be married in another week.

"I'm sorry you can't give you anything but prayer."

"Father, Ma. Thank you, after marriage, Juan will work hard to support Syera and our son later." Juan replied with a small smile, making both of Rom's eyes glazed over. He gently rubbed the top of the son's head. 

"You grew up to be a good boy, son. As your father's wish."

"How about after you get married, you work for Grandma's company, Ju?" Miranda asked, he emerged from behind the wall. 

"Please listen to my talk and Mama's!" 

"Sorry, grandma knows but.."

"Whatever the reason, eavesdropping is impolite." Juan made Miranda smile. Seeing Juan's behavior, reminded him of Hendra. His attitude and nature were exactly with his son's.

"You look like your father, son."

"Sure, because I'm his son." Juan replied indifferently, he instead took a plate and filled it with rice and vegetables and ate it greedily. 

"This food tastes different, whose cooking?"

"Your grandmother, Ju."

"Oh." Juan answered briefly, then went back to eating his food on his plate with greed. He was already very hungry, even though he had eaten a bowl of meatballs before coming home. 

"So, what about the grandmother's offer?" Ask Miranda again. 

"What is it?"

"Working at the granny company, Ju."

"Males, I'll try to stand on my own feet." Juan replied indifferently, without even glancing at Miranda. 

"Hmm, but Grandma's company is also very small. So, your challenge is to get that company going and growing under your name, Ju."

"Sounds tantalizing, but maybe I'll think about it later." Reply Juan again. Still sounds very flat, making Miranda must be patient enough to face the attitude of her grandchildren who are still quite cold.

"Who's your candidate, son? Suddenly the grandmother was curious about the figure of the girl who could make this flat granddaughter fall in love." 

"Shera, Mr. Roberts' daughter."

"Roberts? You mean, Robertson?" Ask Miranda. Juan simply replied with a nod of his head assenting. 

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, we're gonna mess with the toughest guy I've ever met. How can you soften your heart as hard as that rock, son?" Miranda asked while chuckling softly.

"His grandson I made in his daughter's womb." Juan's reply made Miranda laugh. 

"Your strategy is pretty good too, son. Make grandchildren first yes, just ask for blessing. So his father won't be able to wart." 

"Hmmm, funny huh? Not feeling." Ketus Juan, he brought his old plate to eat then immediately washed it and wiped it with a hand cloth. After drying, Juan stored the plate back on the shelf. Juan drank and went back to his room.

"Ma, Juan's in the room first. Want a video call first with Shera, where's Rinda? He said he misses his beautiful sister." Juan was looking for his sister.

"Call me, he's in the room." Said Romlah, Juan also called his sister's name and after he came out, the two were chatting with Syera by phone.

"Juan's candidate has been deket same Rinda?"

"Yes, Shera's a good girl, Ma. That's why Rinda likes him so much."

"Thank God, if he accepts your situation, what is it. That means, that girl really sincerely loves your son." Miranda said, Romlah just nodded his ass. The fact is like that, want to see how sincere women love? Test him with economic conditions and that. 

If he is willing to accept what he is, it means he is truly sincere. Fiction, no debate.

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