The Passion of the Guards
Chapter 81 - TGSP

After driving for almost an hour, finally the car driven by Juan arrived at his modest home. Juan frowned when he saw the white sedan car was parked neatly in front of his house, immediately the mood plummeted. He knew who the white car owner was. 

"Whose car is this, Bby?" Shera asked softly, but Juan did not answer at all, even to just turn his head was not. It makes Syera misunderstand, he thinks that Juan is upset because of his behavior.

"Bby, I'm sorry if I made you sprain. But I really didn't mean it.." 

"What's that, baby?" Juan asked, this time he turned towards the wife who had shown her sad expression. Even her two eyes were glazed. 

"Lho, what's wrong with you?"

"You're sprained on me, aren't you, Bby?"

"I? Same overall you? No, I'm not spilling over with you, baby. I'm sprained by the same people who own the car." Juan answered, he persuaded his beautiful wife. 

"It's not because of me, Bby?"

"Seriously, darling. Where there's a husband sprain his own wife, ngaco." Said Juan with a smile, he ruffled his wife's hair and then put a friendly kiss on her forehead. 

"Yes, yaudah let's go. I'm carrying Rinda, right?"

"Can't, Rinda's heavy. Remember the doctor? You can't carry heavy, my dear. Remember your pregnancy." Omel Juan, make Sherah chuckle. She was happy when she saw her handsome husband nagging. 

"Yes, isshh bring my husband." 

Finally, Syera got out of the car just carrying a bag of crackles containing snacks owned by Rinda and some also belong to her. But, for the matter of chocolate it belongs to Rinda. He's been on a chocolate diet for a long time. 

"Mama.." Call Syera with a smile, greeted warmly by Romlah who had been waiting for the arrival of his son and daughter-in-law. 

"Where's Rinda, honey?"

"Juan Same, Ma. Rinda soy sauce like her, to sleep in the car." Chirping Syera made Romlah smile. 

"Indeed she sapped out what, son? He's not fussy, is he?" 

"No, Ma. Rinda no fuss at all, he was very cool to play in the play zone." Syera answered enthusiastically. But Rom is just listening. 

Before long, Juan entered while holding Rinda who was still asleep. His flat face made Romlah understand, he did not like the presence of someone who is currently in the bathroom. 

"Ohh yes, Ma. Whose white car is that parked in front?"

"Had his Mama-in-law, Mama. Grandma Juan, baby."

"H-ah, so Juan has a grandmother, Ma? But why didn't he ever tell you?" 

"This is the second time he's come to visit here, baby. So, it's only natural that Juan didn't tell you anything." Answer Romlah explained. Sera mangut-mangut understand, but even so he should have his right to know is not it? Because she was Juan's wife.

"Who's Juan's grandmother, Ma?"

"Miranda, do you know her?" Romlah asked making Syera look very surprised.

"Lho, Miss Miranda? That's papah's nemesis, ma."

"What is it?"

"Yes, if you meet them, they'll have a fight." Answer Syera while chuckling. 

"Yes, but your papa always starts first." Miranda's new words came from the kitchen. 

"Sometimes yes, sometimes not. But every time I meet, I'm fighting." 

"Hmmm, even so it doesn't mean we hate each other." Answer Miranda. Syera nodded her head, fighting it was the way they familiarized each other as friends as children. 

"How are you, son?" Miranda asked as she sat beside Syera. 

"Good, grandma." Syera answered with a smile.

"Grandma hear you're pregnant, how many months?" Miranda asked again while looking at the appearance of Syera from top to bottom. It is fitting that her granddaughter is so infatuated with Robertson's only daughter, she is indeed very beautiful and has a very good heart like an angel. 

"Three months and a half, Ma. The doctor said eighteen weeks." Syera replied with a friendly smile, she rubbed her still flat stomach gently. 

"Be healthy, son. She's not fussy?"

"Aman, the baby's not fussy. It's just his dad who's fussy." Syera replied with a chuckle, making Juan who had just come out of his mother's room after putting Rinda to bed upset.

"That's right, it's also new in bullshit. The guy's already in a bad mood first." Said Shera quietly while chuckling. 

Before long, Juan came back in with a crackle containing the needs of the house as well as the kitchen. Romlah thought it was just that, but soon he returned to the entrance with two sacks of rice. 

"Honey, you bought all that?"

"Yes, Ma. Why?" Ask Syera with a smile.

"Your habit, Mama doesn't feel good about you. How many times do you shop for necessities in this house."

"What a hell, Ma. Lagian Syera already mutusin want to live here just like Mama, same Rinda." 

"here? You sure, honey?" Romlah asked, he looked as if he could not believe what Syera said. Living in this simple house? Not not not no, but really his usual girl lives with in abundance of treasure, then now want to live here? In this simple house?

"Yes, can you Ma? Syera is comfortable staying here because there's Mama." Answer Shera.

"It doesn't matter, but you're allowed to do it with you?"

"Tomorrow, Syera wants to go home first with Juan, because tomorrow he will start working at the company." Syera.

"Yes, honey. Discussion first with you, let's not misunderstand later."

"Yes, Mama." Syera replied with a smile, she moved to sit next to Romlah and grabbed Mama's arm and snorted on her shoulder. 

"Where do you know if the rice in the house is a little, son?"

"Hehe, sorry Syera yes, Ma. Yesterday, Syera saw a bucket of rice containers in the kitchen. So, Shera buyin." Syera replied, making Romlah smile then rubbed the top of her daughter-in-law's head gently.

"Thank you, Son. You're very attentive to Mama as Rinda." 

"It's Sherah's job, Ma. Sherah's mom's son too, right?"

"Of course, you're a mama's kid too." Syera chuckled and hugged her mother-in-law from the side. 

"It's so good to Mama."

"How much is your daughter-in-law doing to you, huh?" Miranda said, making Romlah can only smile a little. He understands very well, why could Syera all this pampering him. Because she lacks a mother's affection, that's all. 

"What's wrong, Ma? Spoiled syera same Mama."

"Father, baby. Mama even joking if you can be comfortable with Mama." 

"No, Mama doesn't mind." Syera said while choking her lips, making Miranda chuckle. Looking at Syera, he recalled the late Mira, Roberts' wife or Syera's mother. She was very beautiful, similar to Syera.

"Darling, this is fruit for snacks." Said Juan, while thrusting a plate of fruit in front of Syera. There are oranges, apples, melons and strawberries. 

"Thank you, husband."

"Together, darling. Rinda's not up yet?" Ask Juan.

"Not yet, why?"

"Tumben ate chocolate?" Syera asked, Juan usually does not want to eat chocolate because it is too sweet.

"I don't know, suddenly I'm interested, Bby."

"Eat it, if the Rinda later mengambek let me persuade." 

"Okay, thank you, baby." Juan replied, he sat down and opened Rinda's chocolate and ate it.

"Want fruit?" Fresh Syera on her mother-in-law.

"No, baby."

"Cobain melon is so sweet, like me." Syera thrust a fork containing a piece of melon and fed it to Romlah.

"Enak right?"

"Yes, that's so sweet." Answer Romlah with a smile.

"Here, Syera bribe again."

"Already, make it a bumil."

"No, you also have to eat fruit to keep healthy." Said Syera, finally inevitably Romlah received every bribe offered by his son-in-law. If rejected, it can be ascertained that the girl will not give up and will continue to persuade her to want to eat.

"It's over too.." 

"What would you like to eat?" Barat Juan's.

"So Rinda asked for rendang, right? I want masakin rendang for him." 

"Yaudah, let me help you." Invite Juan, Syera also followed behind her husband to the kitchen to cook rendang according to what the sister wanted.

"Your daughter-in-law is very kind."

"Yes, he's very kind and considerate. That's what makes Juan and Rinda easy to get close to. Even Rinda herself idolized her beautiful sister very much." Answer Romlah with a sweet smile. Juan was very lucky to have a perfect wife like Syera.

"Thank God, he's good at picking women." 

"Hmm, yes it is." Romlah replied, he followed the couple to the kitchen by trying alone with his wheelchair.

Romlah saw, both of them were busy cooking despite Syera snares when her oil splashed. Understandably, this was the first time she took the initiative to cook. It was because of his affection for Rinda. 

"Aaasshh, baby. The oil is squinty." Rengek Syera while showing her hands reddened due to exposure to hot oil. 

"It's hot, Bby?" Said Juan, he immediately blew the hand of the wife also rubbed her.

"Not really, thank you, baby."

"Yes, equally. Be careful with you."

"Where do I know that the oil will be splashed." Syera answered with a smile. 

"Ummm, you're this." Juan felt anxious himself with the behavior of his beautiful wife, he scrambled softly Syera hair and then kissed her forehead. 

"My mummy is getting longer and more gini gesin huh? Make me want these unyel-unyels on his cabi cheeks."

"Who was dong? I'm your wife, so I'm gesin." Answer Shera. Juan chuckled softly, then flipped the fried fish in the frying pan. But, instantly they throw each other a glance then compactly laugh. 

"Fish the bullshit, haha.." 

"The courtship mulu anyway, so the fish gosong deh her." Chirp Romlah, making the couple smile in shame.

"Date before there's any kids, Ma." Answer Shera shyly.

"Yes, so you want to cook rendang?" Asked Romlah, Syera nodded quickly. She wanted to surprise Rinda by cooking the food she wanted to eat.

"Yaudah, here Mama help ulek seasoning her." 

"No need, Ma. Use a blender really, Mama choose the seasoning just according to the recipe Mama." Syera said, before her in this house there is no blender, but because Syera is too sensitive, so she bought a blender so there is no need to bother buying seasoning.

Romlah nodded, while Juan again fried the fish, and Syera who helped sort the spices to cook rendang. 

"Where's granny, Ma?"

"There's in the living room, she says she's dizzy." Romlah answered to make Juan only glance at a glance, he was not interested in the topic of conversation his wife and mother.

"Partially, if you're old, why do you keep coming here?" Ask Juan.

"Well, it's natural for a grandmother to visit her granddaughter's house?"

"His grandson did not expect his presence, so how dong?" Juan sniffed his shoulders.

"Darling, it can't be that." Said Shera, but Juan instead stared at her flatly. 

At night, the rendang was ready. Rinda too had just woken up, she was still daydreaming in the living room chair collecting her life. 

"Darling, let's eat." Take Syera to Rinda, she framed her sister's pretty face.

"There's rendang lho, brother who's cooking. Yeah, help Mama, Juan's brother anyway, hehe." 

Suddenly, hearing that her beautiful sister was cooking rendang, Rinda's face immediately sparkled brightly. He's very happy.

"Ayoo, eat.." 

"Wash your face first, deck. That's the drool on the cheek remove first napa, slovenly deh." Juan's chirps made Rinda straight up and ran to the bathroom to wash her face. 

Miranda was at the dinner table for dinner with this warm family. Although, he saw that Juan's grandson still had not given a good response, but it didn't matter as long as Romlah still treated him well and welcomed him, it was okay.

The family also had dinner together, Miranda could feel the warmth in a small house that looks simple, far away when compared to her big house but feels cold, there is no warmth there. He even got that warmth in a house that he never imagined would have this kind of warmth.

"The rendang is good." Praise Rinda with a smile, making her dimples look so sweet.

"Thank God if the taste is good, let's eat a lot of ya." Say Syera while gently rubbing Rinda's head. 

"That's brother's hand why?"

"So, your pretty brother's hand got oil."

"Huh, what is it? Sorry Rinda, beautiful sister."

"Why do you apologize, baby?" Syera asked, she sincerely made rendang for her sister. Despite the help of her husband and mother-in-law.

"This must be because Rinda wants to eat rendang, so brother maxain make sampe get hot oil right?"

"Father, you sincerely made this for you, baby. Then, now you have to eat a lot, so that you are not disappointed."

"Yes pretty sister, thank you." 

"Together, baby." Answer Shera. He smiled as he watched his sister eat voraciously. It was clear that the little girl really liked the food served by her beautiful sister.

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