The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Full Support From Grandpa

Bima waited for Teshar's arrival to his room while reading a book. He was quite upset with the development of relations between his grandchildren. Although it could still be controlled, but he could not make sure all his plans could run smoothly without any obstacles.

"Grandfather," call Teshar and knock on the door of the room.

Bima immediately waved her hand as a gesture for the man to enter immediately.

"Grandfather how are you?" sapa Teshar.

Last met during the planning of Clara's release, the awkwardness was not denied because again his grandfather became the helper.

"You yourself how are you? Why did you come here after I sent people to your house?"

Bima leaned her back against the cushion of the sofa. Staring at the arrival of Teshar who walked over then sat on the sofa opposite the table—face towards him. They looked at each other for a moment, before finally smiling at each other.

"I need to think clearly before I finally dare to come here," said Teshar as he poured tea from the pot that had been available above for the grandfather. He was arranging the sentence so as not to cause an ugly impression in his grandfather's eyes.

"On what? Your heart is against Clara, or about your sister or even your parents?" Bima deliberately provoked an answer because she knew Teshar was not the type of man who liked to share life's problems.

"Everything, Cake. Especially mom and dad." Teshar slammed the cup towards Bima then poured the tea into another cup for himself.

"Go home, and find out what your parents will do to you" Bima said with a smile.

"I've been preparing myself for a long time. When I found out what the truth was like, I just started making plans."

"good. Continue your plan. I will support you from behind" Bima said bringing a breath of fresh air to Teshar. He did not expect his grandfather would make such a big move just to help him.

"Thank you, Cake." Teshar smiled meaningfully at the grandfather.

Their conversation ended after two hours. Teshar left his grandfather's room after talking for a long time. Not coming home but meeting Clara first. Currently the girl was enjoying the fruit in the garden behind the mansion.

Teshar watched for a moment from behind before finally stepping forward after being discovered. Clara smiled as soon as she saw the arrival of Teshar. Hurriedly also prepared a seat for Teshar to join him immediately.

"Please, Brother," said Clara, offering a small plate of fruit to Teshar.

"Why didn't you catch up?"

Teshar sat down and grabbed a small plate of fruit that Clara gave him and tasted one of them. Clara was made satisfied just by looking at the amiable expression Teshar had shown her.

"I wanted to get in. But, I undo my intentions half seeing Brother Teshar and grandfather throwing laughter at each other. Very sweet interaction between the grandson and his grandfather," said Clara immediately responded Teshar with a nod of the head.

"Yes, I haven't been here in a long time. Moments with grandfather are forgotten in childhood." Teshar hid a tinge of sadness in the corner of his eyes by lowering his head. Even so, Clara could read that expression well.

If a few days ago Clara was made agitated by the news of the arrival of Teshar because of thinking about how their communication will be. However, after today's meeting, the girl could see the other side of a Teshar while laughing loosely. Indeed, the idol in the novel story that Clara had read was firmly set in Teshar.

"I'm the same, too" said Clara. The sad look of his face was vividly reflected in Teshar's view. The man chose to wait for the continuation of Clara's story instead of interrupting it.

"I have lived with my grandparents since birth. I consider them to be surrogate parents. But, since that day ...."

Clara's bland laughter slid in without being prevented. Teshar can only sigh to dispel the shadow of guilt because he knows the end of Clara's story will come down to the day of the Louise family tragedy.

"I don't know what you mean, brother. But, I still want to say thank you for the one we have been through both," said Clara, taking one piece of fruit and putting it in her own mouth

"Please enjoy, Brother."

"Hm" replied Teshar, turning his gaze to the garden. Really, it feels like being stricken with dejavu, a moment like this has entered into the shadow of Teshar in the past.

"Didn't Teshar's brother offer me something like Kenan offered?" chirps Clara makes the look of Teshar's face look shocked and stiff. Clara was instead made to regret throwing the sentence because in fact Teshar was still a man she had known all along.

"What offer?"

Teshar took the pieces of fruit from the plate placed on Clara's lap and ate them to neutralize the annoyance of the younger brother. He doesn't want to rashly fight the sister's fight to get Clara's attention as a woman.

"Being my friend for example?" clara answered confidently.

Getting an answer like that was nothing but the corner of Teshar's lips twitched. Hiding a smile is not easy. The man finally folded his lips so as not to laugh.

"For what reason should I be your friend if our status is more than that" Teshar said, rising and standing before Clara. Her hands stretched out to ruffle Clara's hair before finally stepping to leave the woman there.

"Where are you going?" Clara immediately put the plate she brought to the table and then walked in haste to be able to align her steps with Teshar.

"Sister didn't stay here?" clara asked as she opened the door so that Teshar could enter the room of the house.

"Later if our file is ready," replied Teshar sounding ambiguous in Clara's ear.

"What file?"

"You'll know later" replied Teshar as he moved faster. He left the room heading towards the front to reach his parked car. He did not look back even though he knew at this moment Clara was staring at his departure questioningly. The matter outside still has a lot to complete.

"I'll come after I'm sure I can protect you, Cla" Teshar said as he drove on, leaving his grandfather's mansion.

Teshar plans to go see his parents. Jemmy had sent a message not being able to accompany him because Mr. Bhishma and Mrs Muria had already arrived at the house. That was the reason why Teshar hurriedly left the grandfather's house.

"It won't be another choice. I know they've been waiting for me at home too" muttered Teshar worried.

The man drove alone. Make sure there are no guards with him. Do not want to make a lot of noise when visiting his parents' house later, and do not want them to know actually how many loyal people on his side.

Teshar's car immediately entered the courtyard of his parents' house. Unlike usual he went home first, this time he wanted to be able to see his father immediately.

Several bodyguards who passed by were immediately lined up to welcome. Teshar only nodded lightly with hurried steps entering the house. His father was walking down the stairs, staring at him from afar.

"Good afternoon, Father," Teshar said, lowering his eyes from his father.

"You seem to have made a great mess, my son?" One corner of the man's lips pulled upwards implied a cynical smile. Teshar can pick up on anger signals that cannot be underestimated in the slightest.

"I'm sorry, Dad."

Teshar was still unmoved downstairs, while his father's footsteps kept swinging, slashing the distance between the two.