Under the Black Umbrella
approbation
Ghavi woke up at about eleven p.m. Handy's not in the room. It only looks Om Rudi who is sitting half lying down.
"Handy was going to the nurse's room to tell him that Om's infusion was running out" Om Rudi said, seeing Ghavi looking for someone.
"Oh, yes, Om!" sahut Ghavi moved closer to the old man lying down.
"How's Om doing? Sorry, I just said hello since noon."
Ghavi sat in the bedside chair.
Om Rudi.
"It's okay! It's much better now" he replied.
"How are you doing?! What really happened, why did you get a stomachache?!"
"Oh, it's better, kok, Om! Hehe ...! It's okay, just a flutter earlier," Ghavi replied chuckling.
The girl also told the incident she experienced why she could get a stomachache.
"Heem! Your body is small, but it eats a lot too, yes," commented Om Rudi smiling.
"Haha ...!"
Ghavi laughed out loud.
" Yes, Om! But wonder me, tuh. Eat a lot but my body is still dwarfed like this."
Ghavi examined his own small body which only weighed forty kilograms with a height of one hundred and fifty centimeters only.
"Importantly healthy" comfort Om Rudi.
Chequek!
The door opened from the outside and Handy's figure was followed by a nurse who came to bring a new infusion.
"Why awake? Is it better the stomach?!" handy asked to see Ghavi talking to his father.
"It's light!" ghavi replied.
"Thank God! I was worried about that. You sleep whimpering and sweating coldly" Handy approached Ghavi and stood behind the back of the chair she was sitting on.
"Thank you, Sister!" she said after the nurse finished changing the infusion.
"Together!"
The nurse came out of the room, went back to her room.
"Want to drink or eat something?!" ask his father.
"Is the hammer still there?" ask Om Rudi back.
"Oh, wait a minute!"
Handy took the martabak box on the table near the sofa and thrust it at her father who immediately took one.
"You want to too?!"
The martabak in front of Ghavi.
"No! I'm afraid my stomach hurts again" Ghavi shakes his head.
"If you are hungry, eat again. It's sweet, it won't make your stomach hurt. Unless you eat noodles with cayenne pepper as much as twenty-five," he said with a smile.
"Ah, don't get sucked!"
Ghavi was shaking his lips. The girl was embarrassed actually because Handy unmasked because she had a stomachache in front of Om Rudi, but had deliberately not told it.
"Huhuh?! That much?!!" ask Om Rudi in shock.
" It's worth it that you have a stomachache, Vi, Vi."
Om Rudi shook his head in disbelief.
"Hehe ...!"
Ghavi can only grimace.
"Han, sit!" his orders to Handy.
Handy sat at the end of the bed where her father lay.
"So you're here, you have something to say" Om Rudi began the conversation.
His face looked serious.
"Father just wants to make sure about your matchmaking. Did you two really accept this matchmaking?!"
Handy and Gavi one by one.
"Vi!"
"Uhm, if I personally stick to the initial decision. I will continue to accept it according to the trust of my parents and grandfather. Because it was their last request. But I don't know about Mas Handy. I'm up to his decision" Ghavi replied in slight hesitation.
Yep. Although there has been no love for Handy, but he will try to be willing to accept the match for the trust given to him.
However, everything depended on Handy herself. The execution of the match after hearing the decision of the man.
"You alone, Han?"
Om Rudi turned to his son after hearing the answer from his best friend's daughter.
"Do I have to answer again?! Didn't I answer?!" Handy asked back.
"The father just wanted to make sure. You do not want to be called a parent who does not have the heart because it imposes the will on his children. However, you have the right to refuse it. Therefore you want to hear your approval," replied Om Rudi wisely.
"By realizing I accepted it, sir! In fact, if it is required to get married now I am ready," replied Handy steady.
Ghavi looked surprised to hear it.
"Isn't that right, Vi? Wouldn't it be sooner rather if we immediately formalize our relationship?! So, if at any time there is a child who asks us to be his parents, we no longer need to pretend to be a couple?!" he smiled.
"Gee!"
Ghavi looked down in embarrassment given how yesterday he had to pretend to be Missing parents, in order to grant the boy's last wish.
"If you do not feel compelled to each other, you should immediately formalize your relationship. You don't want anything bad to happen between you guys" added Om Rudi.
"Did you agree to formalize your relationship immediately?!"
"Agreed!" ghavi and Handy answered together.
"Brother was happy to hear it. You are indeed filial children. Now I am relieved. The burden that you have been feeling because the will is no longer there." Om Rudi asked Ghavi and Handy to come closer.
"Come here!"
Om Rudi hugged both of them full of feelings. Finally he was able to unite his son with the daughter of Umar as promised.
In addition, with the inauguration of their relationship, he could prevent a complicated relationship that could happen considering his second son who seemed to like Ghavi.
Moreover, this afternoon he heard Harry muttering if his second son liked Ghavi.
"If you don't mind, hold your engagement next week."
"Emm, sorry, Om! Isn't that too fast?!" asked Ghavi a little objection.
"Why?" Handy asked.
"I-I need to negotiate this with my eyes first. We don't know his response yet, do we?! However, Eyang is my only family now" Ghavi replied.
"Yes, you're right! Ask permission first on your eyes. If he agrees, next week the engagement is held."
Om Hari agreed with Ghavi.
"Good, Om! Tomorrow I go home and tell this to my eyes."
It doesn't feel like late at night. The three men decided to continue their sleep because the clock had shown at one in the morning.
The next morning, Ghavi decided to return to Jogjakarta after Aunt Rudi came to the hospital in exchange for a vigil.
Handy also had to meet her clients to discuss a job. Be the two of them go home together to jogja using a fleet of morning departure buses, directly from the hospital without stopping by first to the house.