Under the Black Umbrella
old origin rich

" Do you want anything to pack?" tanya Handy who intends to buy mineral water in minimarket in the terminal.

They just bought a bus ticket for Wonosobo-Jogjakarta at the ticket purchase.

" he-h!"

Ghavi nodded.

" Then, come on!"

Handy pulls Ghavi's hand towards the minimarket.

" Take a lot! I don't want you to starve like you did yesterday" Handy still kept her flat face.

" Hehe ...!"

Ghavi only grimaced in light of yesterday's events.

Ghavi also took several packs of multi-flavored torn bread, two bottles of drinks containing body ions, one crispy creckers, one large pack of cassava chips, one potato chip, and one, some other light snacks and one can of fresh milk with a dragon logo but the name is precisely the name of the polar animal.

" Already?!" Handy approached and took over the basket Ghavi was holding.

" Ck, tsk, tsk!!!"

Handy shook her head in wonder.

'That little girl, can you eat this much food?!' his mind when he saw the basket was full of snacks with various flavors and colors of the wrapper.

" Are you sure this is all you buy?!" tanyanya.

Handy herself took two bottles of mineral water and a packet of coffee-flavored candy and put them in a basket.

"It's over!" answer nodded.

"Mas Handy didn't buy anything else?!"

Ghavi asked because he saw Handy only taking mineral water and sweets.

"For what?! You've taken a lot," he said, lifting the basket.

"Haha ...! I'm not sure I'll share it with you."

"I can still hold my stomach for the next few hours" Handy replied to the cashier and paid for groceries.

"Wait, Mom!"

Ghavi stopped a short step out of the minimarket. Seen siomay seller is menggangkal in front of him.

"I want that!" he looked at Handy.

"No! That's spicy, Vi! You've just recovered," forbid Handy.

"But I want that" he said softly.

His face was made a little bit flat. Handy felt unbearable.

"OK! Don't spit!" persematannya.

"He-h!" he answered with a bright face.

Ghavi also approached the siomay seller with a smile.

"Mas Handy wants to?!" bargained for.

"No!" answer's short.

"If you get an upset stomach, take responsibility for it yourself," Handy recalled as soon as they got in and sat on the bus ready to leave.

They went to the toilet first.

"Don't do it, dong," dumal Ghavi.

"I don't pray, just remind," Handy said.

"Yes, me!"

Ghavi continued to enjoy his siomay in silence. Handy herself seemed busy with her phone.

"Acry!!!"

Suddenly, Ghavi's phone rang.

"Hallo!"

Ghavi picks up call after 'beep' sound'.

"Yes, why, Sa?" tanya Ghavi made it clear.

Handy who was engrossed in her phone tried to sharpen her hearing and listen to Ghavi's conversation after hearing the word 'yang'.

"Oh, whataa??! Oho! Tell him I'm on my way home now. Ok!"

The beep!

Cellphone turned off.

"Who?!" ask Handy curiously.

"Riss."

"What's wrong?"

Handy saw the look on Ghavi's face becoming gloomy and sad.

"Those who are in the hospital again. Though just a week ago eyang came home from there," he sighed softly.

"What happened again?"

"High blood pressure rises again. Risa says she keeps thinking about our matchmaking. Said eyang ..."

Ghavi hung up his sentence. He saw Handy who was also looking at him. Eyes are locked too.

"What eyes?"

Handy broke the silence that had occurred.

"That said, is it possible that our arranged marriage could continue, because ..."

"What?"

"Our age difference is quite far away."

"Why indeed?!"

"Am I still a kid in your eyes?!"

Ghavi asked back.

"You think?!"

"I'm, I'm asking you, '" said Ghavi.

"You have now answered it."

Handy's answer made Ghavi look at her again.

"So, do you think I'm really still a kid?!"

"Yes!"

Handy smiled, then whispered.

"Children who are ready to give birth."

Instantly Ghavi glared at Handy's words.

"You?!"

Ghani growling.

"I'm just trying to answer honestly. That's all!"

Without asking for permission, Handy grabbed the girl by the shoulder and pulled her over. Ghavi tried to calm the girl.

"I accepted this match. That means I'm ready to accept all the consequences I've had. Our age distance is indeed quite far, ten years is not a little distance. I must be prepared to accept the consequences of having a young couple like you."

"Undeniably, sometimes you still like to be childish. Take this for example!"

Designated plastic bags contain an assortment of light snacks that children and teenagers like.

Ghavi grinned in Handy's warm chest. Ghavi admitted that.

"But I'm happy, when you're wise and mature when you face longing. You really are like a mother who loves her very much."

"I do love him" sambar Ghavi quickly.

He let go of Handi's embrace on his shoulder. His heart was sad to remember that eight-year-old boy. Ah, Miss! Unknowingly tears welled up in his eyes.

"I know! I can feel it from the way you treat her."

The shrinking of Ghavi's eyes began to fall into his cheeks that were getting smoother. I don't know what treatment he's doing

Distinctly from the beginning they met during the reading of the will of the late Grandpa Herman. At that time her face was dull and full of acne spots and black spots acne scars although it was undeniable that her face was quite beautiful and sweet.

"Sst! No, don't cry!" his consolation again pulled Ghavi's body in his arms.

"I'm sad. I remember our son, Miss!" sad muttered.

"Yes! I understand that you miss our son" Handy patted the girl on the shoulder to calm down.

"Whatt?!"

Ghavi stood up from his seat because of Handy's grip.

"Our kids??!" tanya Ghavi made sure.

"Yes! You said that way. I just imitate you. Why?!"

Handy was confused.

"REally?!"

"Yes!"

"Oh!"

Ghavi covered his face with both of his palms covering the sudden sense of will.

"You why?!"

Handy put away Ghavi's hand and looked at the girl's facial expression. His cheeks looked blustery as the red color ran through them.

"Hmmm!"

Handy smiled at him.

"Yes! Our adopted son who has calmed down there. Why should I be ashamed to admit it?! And soon I want you to really be a mother to our children" teased Handy.

Ghavi then hit the chest of Handy's field and tried to break away. However, Handy just clutched it tighter.

"Let it stay like this. Just one second!" handy Pinta.

Finally Ghavi calmly embraced the man with a shy blush.

"Vi!" call Handy just after the silence.

"Yes!" answer slowly.

Ghavi was still embarrassed to look at Handy.

" Aren't you ashamed to have an old partner like me?!"

" Uh!"

Ghavi stretched out a hug and this time Handy let him. He wanted to know the facial expression he was showing.

"Why did Mas Handy ask like that?!"

" That, you know for yourself, right, I'm old enough. I've already twenty-eight more. Twenty-nine, thirty. I'm three headed in a minute. You're not ashamed of having an old husband?!" ask Handy seriously.

"Originally rich, old is not a problem for me" replied Ghavi.

"What?!"

Handy glares.

"Haha ...!"

Ghavi immediately covered his mouth with his hands because he realized they were on the bus. Even the mothers across her seat were disturbed.

"Sorry!" he said softly while clenching his hands.

"Are you serious about your answer?!"

Handy, who was sitting near the window, asked for a change of seat. Now he sits in Ghavi's seat opposite the mothers who swerved earlier.

" What?"

"On the rich old man."

"Hm!" gumam Ghavi

" That means I'm not included, dong," sighs Handy disappointed.

"Why?! You are old, compared to me" Ghavi replied quickly.

"But I'm not rich."

"But you're still young enough to be juxtaposed with these mothers" he whispered in Handy's ear as he glanced across the man.

"You?!! How tea!" annoyed.

"I'm serious, Vi!" continued.

"I'm serious too!"

"What?!"

"On you and ib-"

"Goup!"

Not yet had the girl finish her sentence, Handy had stolen a kiss on her cheek to make the girl shocked and blushing.

It was just a kiss on the cheek, but it was the first time he had ever kissed a man other than his family.

"Once again, it's not just your cheek that I kiss."

Handy looked at her lips with a smirk smile.

Ghavi shut his mouth with both hands.

"Haha ...!"

This time it was Handy who got a shot from another bus passenger.

"Huihi ...!"

Ghavi sniggered behind his hand.

"Goup!"

Handy kissed Ghavi's hand covering her mouth. The girl immediately fell silent. Although only his hands are kissed, but it feels translucent to the lips that vibrate get the treatment of people who sometimes behave cold and arrogant.

Handy straightened up again and told Ghavi to sleep on his shoulder as if nothing had happened.

"Sleep! The journey is still long" he ordered, putting Ghavi's head on his shoulders.

Handy closed her eyes. The noisy chair was now calm. Trying to rest his body that is quite tired because it is awake all night.

Both Handy and Ghavi have forgotten that Ghavi has not given his most important answer. Let it be answered later.

# Hi, hi, readers!

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