Under the Black Umbrella
a confession

Arriving in Jakarta, Ghavi and Handy headed straight to the Orphanage Cahaya using a pickup car driven by Handy's assistant who had arrived first.

" What's the matter in the change?!" ghavi asked a second time after the plane the same question, but there was no response.

" Hm!"

Ghani was seen breathing heavily.

" You will know for yourself" he replied.

" If you know, why later?! Just think about what's hard" Ghavi sibir said his lips.

Ghavi called him father again, because there was no family or Handy family.

Yep. The girl was still hesitant if she had to call him with the same 'gold' call as Harry.

Handy only glanced at the girl sitting next to her with her eyes on her tail. He saw the lips of the manyun and ...

" Aakhs!!"

Suddenly Ghavi screamed while touching her lips which Handy pulled.

Aswan, Handy's assistant who was driving saw what was happening behind her through the rearview mirror.

It appeared that Ghavi was holding his lips while grimacing in pain.

" Why pulled, anyway!" the girl grumbled at Handy's arm with her other hand.

" Once your lips are like a duck, I'm so anxious for the nikarik" replied Handy flatly.

Oho! As soon as the problem, however, Aswan smiled at the grunts and answers of his boss.

" Why is Mr Aswan smiling?!" bulged glares.

" Eh, no, no, no! There was nothing," he replied stammeredly getting spray from an annoyed Ghavi.

Aswan also refocused on the streets in front of him, afraid of being caught stealing hear again.

Half an hour later the car arrived at the parlor, where children used to play and exercise together.

" Good night, sir, Non!" mr. Danar, the head of the home, who was standing next to Mr. Vishnu, welcomed Handy and Ghavi as soon as they got out of the car. Aswan followed him from behind.

" Night," answered Handy flatly.

Ghavi just bowed and smiled to welcome the hand of two men of Om Rudi's age.

" Come, please come in! Everything is waiting inside," said Mr. Vishnu this time speak up.

Ghavi, Handy and Aswan followed Mr. Danar and Mr. Vishnu to a special room for the meeting of administrators and donors.

" Welcome, please sit down!" sapa Bu Nita who was accompanying guests who attended early to talk.

The woman pulled the chair for Ghavi to sit on.

" Thank you!" said the girl smiled.

While Handy chose to sit next to Ghavi rather than the head seat he should have occupied as the new owner of the home and Aswan beside him again so Handy sat between Ghavi and Aswan.

" Why not just sit here, Mr Han?!" ask Mr. Vishnu who has pulled the head chair but Handy actually sits in another seat.

"It's okay! There or here the same," he said remain flat, even impressed cold.

Mr. Vishnu and Mr. Danar also smiled to hear it.

Unlike Handy who was indifferent to the people around him, Ghavi actually looked at one by one the people present in the room.

There were three new people who were first seen, but since his grandfather was still alive and often invited him to attend meetings of the caretaker, he never saw the three people. Who're they?!

"Well, so this is Ghavi, Herman's grandson?!" chirp one of the three as soon as Ghavi sits down.

" It turns out that only a labile ABG girl can just throw her own snot," he added scornfully.

Ghavi who heard that was silent did not understand. What does that guy mean?

" Introduce! I am Samsul, Herman's brother, your grandfather, and these are my grandsons, Dani and Deni. They are twins."

The man named samsul pointed at two men like Handy who said the twins.

But from anywhere, they are very much different from the word twins.

People will definitely not immediately believe they are twins if they do not show their birth certificate indicating that they are children born from the same parents and genes.

" Twin of the devil?!" gumam Ghavi.

Even so, Handy could still hear it due to the adjoining seating. The man pulled the corners of his lips in a grin, though not so noticeable.

" Know, where are the twins?! The twins are, they are equally ugly to look at" Handy chirped in Ghavi's ear.

" Pff!!"

Ghavi shut his mouth with his left hand to keep his laughter from breaking out.

If considered carefully, the appearance of both is very far from the word fashionable.

Maybe both of them want to look perfect, but the full-colour Elvis Presley outfit actually makes it look tacky.

Really, just this time Handy's sentence sounded casual and funny. Usually he will be flat and cold.

It turns out that the ice man can melt as well, Ghavi's inner.

" Father Tumben can make people laugh. Usually people like to get scared" Ghavi replied smiling, in a whispering voice.

" Yours!"

Handy hit Ghavi on the forehead with her phone. His eyes glare.

" Oh!" pekik Ghavi didn't think Handy's phone landed on him.

He rubbed his forehead with a grimacing face.

" What's wrong Miss Ghavi?!" ask one of the twins but it's different.

" Eh, it's okay!" lazy answer.

" Ehm!"

Mr. Danar who was sitting next to the head seat with Mr. Vishnu seemed to stand up and cleared his throat to start the event.

" Please give her attention for a moment!" he said making a silent noise for a moment.

" All of you who are in this room right now must be wondering, why are you invited here, right?!"

" You I ask to come here to inaugurate who is the successor of the Orphanage of Light for now and in the future" said Mr. Danar.

" As you know, Mr. Herman died six months ago. So, we need a successor ownership for the survival of this home."

Isn't it clear that the ownership of the parlour fell in Handy's hands? Has not the time for reading the will been announced? Why should we talk about it again?!

Hem, the word 'twins' made Ghavi so smile considering Handy's words just now that he felt funny.

Uh, wait a minute. That old man said he was Herman's grandfather's brother?! Ghavi thought for a moment.

" Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Handy flicked her hand to spread out that sadistic thought.

" Eh, no! Just thinking about it" said Ghavi. Afraid of disturbing Mr. Danar who was talking.

" What?" Handy turned to Ghavi who was looking at three strangers in front of him.

" I was thinking, if they were my grandfather's brother and grandchildren, why don't I know him?!" ghavi asked whispered in Handy's ear, without pointing at the people in front of him as one of the twins was staring at him.

" That's why I took you to Jakarta. I'll explain. Save your questions for later, because now your future husband has to give you a welcome," Handy replied in a loud voice, rising up behind Ghavi while holding both shoulders.

His eyes deliberately returned a sharp gaze that was actually aimed at Ghavi and then walked towards the empty chair that was often occupied by Herman's grandfather.

Ghavi who was treated like that then looked down embarrassed to get the gaze of everyone present in the room with a questioning look.

A red tinge suddenly appeared on the little girl's cheeks. Goddamnit! What's with this heart? Why was it beating faster than usual to hear Handy say that she was the future husband of the girl in front of everyone?!

Unfortunately again, Ghavi felt Handy was the one who made the statement why people asked for his confirmation?

" Is that true?!" the Dani twins who had been looking at him earlier asked with glaring eyes.

Ghavi with eyes needs answers. It seemed like everyone was also looking at him with the same question.

Handy himself casually sat in his great chair without helping to answer. Smirk's smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

" Eh, that, emm, that ...," Ghavi replied stuttering.

Ghavi asked for help. Handy just sniffed her shoulders no matter what.

" Ehm, that's right! Mr. Han is my future husband. May you all be satisfied with my answer," she replied loudly at once breaking Dani's hopeful gaze.

Ghavi stood up from his seat and walked up to Handy, then sat in the hand of a chair while draping his neck Handy with a devious look.

" Don't you, honey?!" the tananya is deliberately made intimate.

Got a sudden treatment from the girl, especially the 'honey' call made her hair bristles instantly.

Damnit damnit! Intention to prank Ghavi why even turn on himself?!

" Yes!" handy's reply was short but it could make the others wide in shock, except for Aswan who had known it from the beginning.

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" As Mr. Danar explained earlier, I am the new owner of this Light Orphanage as of seven months ago. That is, I bought this parlor one month before Grandpa Herman died. So I ask for your cooperation as a caretaker here," Handy said to give a speech.

" It's impossible! My brother couldn't possibly sell it. He promised me he'd give me this parlor. Even my grandchildren will continue."

The man named Mr. Samsul spoke loudly until everyone turned to him.

Handy calmly replied:

"Do you have proof of handover of ownership of this Orphanage of Light? If I have, I've been lied to so far. And if that's the case, I'll have to hold her grandson accountable immediately."

Handy turned and smiled as the devil looked at Ghavi, who had not realized he was still sitting in the hand of the chair he was sitting in at the moment.

" My grandfather wasn't a liar!!" yelled Gavi furiously.

He got up from his seat and stood away. Staring pusher at Handy who indirectly accused her grandfather of being a liar.

" I've known my grandfather for nineteen years. There's no way he's lying to someone."

" Oh, huh?! Heehh .. proof that your grandfather still sells the land and the building of this home to me, when they say as his heir." said Handy in a high tone but impressed cold.

" Mister Samsul, you claim to be the heiress of this orphanage for claiming to be the older brother of Mr. Herman, do you have any proof?!" Mr. Vishnu tried to keep the atmosphere calm.

He did not want the couple who had just admitted to each other so they had a fight, although the intent might not be like that.

" Deni, give the map to Mr. Vishnu! Let them read it," ordered Mr. Samsul on his twin grandson who has since looked calmer than the other, although his appearance is equally ludicrous.

The person named Deni then pushed a red map on Mr. Vishnu who immediately received and read it.

Mr. Vishnu then turned to Mr. Danar who was sitting next to him and pointed to something in the file he was reading.

Mr. Danar who immediately responded took the map and turned to look at Handy and shook his head.

Got the head of Mr. Danar, Handy then asked for the file that was on Aswan and matched it with the file belonging to Mr. Samsul earlier.

" well! Mr Samsul, are you sure Mr. Herman gave a will according to the date as in this file?!" asked Mr. Danar to lift the milim file that person immediately responded to him riled up.

" Do you doubt me?! Of course it's true" he replied riled.

" Hem, no! We do not doubt you. Precisely we are very sure of your truth," said Mr. Vishnu.

" But,"

" But unfortunately the truth you're showing is the truth of the deception" Sambar Handy was quick.

" What do you mean? Are you accusing me, young man?" asked Mr. Samsul glared furiously.

" No! It's just that the evidence you're showing is fake. In this will you have listed on the seventh of June. While in the deed of sale and purchase I have written the date ten may."

Aswan showed his boss's deed of sale to Mr. Samsul who is now glaring in shock. His body felt stiff in place.

" And how could you say Mr. Herman gave you the will to give you the land of the orphanage right the day after his death?? In fact, clearly listed the date in the deed of sale and purchase that I did it long before he died, or about a month before. Can you explain all this?!" shoot Handy hit the chest of Mr. Samsul who was silent not wrinkled.

" If your arrival with the intention of depriving this place you are wrong. You don't know who you're dealing with?!"

Handy kicked the table to make people jump in shock, especially the three fraudsters in front of him.

" You think I don't know who you are? Only leeches stick and suck blood that turn off the bodies of the people you've taken blood from."

Handy received the brown envelope from Aswan's hand and threw it in Mr. Samsul's face with a piercing look.

" I know you're Mr. Herman's brother. Yeah, just a mean foster brother. Always blackmailing him on behalf of adoptive parents who have made Mr. Herman as his son," he said in a higher tone.

It turns out that what Grandpa Herman said a month ago was true. His half-brother will take over all his possessions.

Unfortunately, all the inheritance was transferred in the name of his grandson, Ghavi Putri Umar, his only grandson long before he became ill.

Only living in this orphanage is deliberately not named Ghavi so that Mr. Herman has an alibi to imprison his foster brother.

However, unfortunately the hope will not be realized given the increasingly severe disease. For this reason, he entrusted everything to Handy, the first child of his son's best friend who had been betrothed for a long time.

Finally, Mr. Samsul did not wince. He admitted his actions because he felt jealous if his foster sister fared better than him.

Police came to bend the three and took them to the police station after secretly Bu Nita reported and called him.

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