Under the Black Umbrella
just go ahead first

"Sorry!" handy said.

They were on their way home after discussing about the activities of the parlour. Of course, the meeting continued after the three fraudsters were arrested by the police.

" For?!"

Ghavi was still a little offended by Handy's words earlier that said.

They're on their way home to Herman's grandfather's.

" The matter of that," continued Handy,

" I only play my role so that Mr. Samsul will admit his actions. Sorry if I had to hurt your feelings. But ...,"

Handy pulled her car over on the side of a deserted road. The path to Herman's grandfather's house goes into a housing complex that is quite elite, so there should be no public transportation that goes carelessly.

Ghavi is still waiting for Handy to hang up while playing the end of her slemp bag hanger.

" The matter of me saying I'm your future husband, that's also true. I agree with our match. Let's get married!"

" Whataa??!" ghavi asked in shock.

He had not expected to hear Handy's last sentence. Does that mean a proposal?!

" There's no need to yell like that, can you, right?!" handy grunts his narrow left ear as a result of Ghavi's screams.

" Eh, that,"

" We've arrived!" cut Handy fast.

Handy returned to run his car which was only a few meters from the house and parked it in the yard without a trellis fence.

Ghavi sat quietly in the car. Handy's words just left her confused.

Yesterday he decided to continue the matchmaking according to the trust of his father and grandfather, if Handy accepts. Now, after Handy agreed to get her married, why did her heart become indecisive?!

" Would you like to see when you keep daydreaming there?!" Handy's breaking her mind.

" Eh, yes."

Ghavi then got off the car that had been opened by Handy when the girl daydreamed.

" Thank you!"

" Get in!"

" Not come by first?" tawar Ghavi in front of the entrance that has been opened by Bu Yoyon who is now standing next to him.

" No! Tomorrow morning I'll come and pick you up" Handy refused.

Handy turned her body around and stepped into the car and drove her away from Herman's grandfather's residence.

" Mrs Yoyon!" pekik Ghavi hugged his grandfather's maid happily.

" Kangeeenn," whined Ghavi spoiled.

" Yes, Non! I also miss Non Ghavi. Come inside!"

Bu Yoyon took the hand of his master's granddaughter into the house.

" Non at home?!" tanya Bu Yoyon is now sitting on the bed caressing the head of Ghavi who is sleeping on his lap.

" If I'm to be honest, I'm more at home here, ma'am. But how else, I have to accompany Eyang Sosro there. And also ...," Ghavi hung up his sentence.

" What's up, Non?" Bu Yoyon saw the sad look of his master's granddaughter.

" Mom, is my decision right?! Fulfilling the last wishes of father and grandfather?"

" According to Mother, Non's decision to fulfill the will was correct. Just go through it first. If in the middle of the road there is no match and make you have to separate, after all Non has tried to carry out the mandate," advice Bu Yoyon continues to caress the head of the girl as if on his own daughter.

" Yes, Mom. Actually, he also invited me to get married," Ghavi said, then told me about the events of the time he was waiting and when he was in the car.

Bu Yoyon who heard him smiled faintly.

" Well, especially if he agrees. Why are you still worried? Keep the heart Non. Let love and affection flow by itself."

Bu Yoyon responds to Ghavi's story.

" Your mother and father were also betrothed to the late Mr. Herman. We used to be both awkward. However, as time went on we were able to live it up until now" Ms. Yoyon said.

" Even Mother had asked Father to marry again to continue his generation because Mother was declared no children, by the Doctor. But Father refused. Father said, even though we were married because of an arranged marriage, but he wanted to keep the sacred bond between us until death separated. And I was moved to hear it," closed Bu Yoyon's story while wiping away her tears as she was moved.

Ghavi also rose from the fall and hugged the person he considered to be his second mother.

" I'm sorry, Mom! Mom was crying" Ghavi said, tightening his arms.

" Already, Non! Mom is okay. It's late, go to sleep! What time is Den Handy picking up tomorrow?!"

" Eight o'clock!"

" Have a rest then! I'll wake you up tomorrow" Ms. Yoyon said, enveloping Ghavi and leaving the room after turning off the lights and leaving the lights out.

" Thank you!" ghavi.

Because it is too busy chatting, it does not feel like the clock has shown at one in the morning. Ghavi fell asleep shortly after Mrs Yoyon left her room.