Your Spirit from the Water of My Eyes
S2 Chapter 51. The Behavior of Parents.
Hasna squealed in shock upon hearing Abbas's invitation, while Thomas and the others looked at the two of them with confused and clueless gazes.
"Me-help wear a new shirt?" hasna said in an incomprehensible manner.
Ayun and the others seemed to be holding back a smile as they looked at the fiery gaze that papa Abbas gave, it was obvious that the middle-aged man was currently blindly jealous.
"Darling, it looks like soon we will accompany papa to propose a wani-akh!" Keanu grimaced in pain with a stifled voice as his waist was pinched very strongly by the wife.
"I know that you were provoking papa, Mom!" nindi said with great emphasis. Her husband really likes to heat up the papa, and his papa was always easily ignited emotions.
"Currently, I'm just helping you, too" Keanu grumbled as he poked his lips.
Nindi sighed harshly when she heard the grunts of her husband. He did not disagree if his father married his mother Ayun, instead he would feel happy because their family would be completely united.
It's just that he doesn't like it if Keanu makes a fuss like this, even though his papa looks so adorable in his eyes.
"Newly this time I saw papa like that," Nindi muttered with a wide smile.
Back to Abbas, who was still staring at Thomas and Hasna, as if waving a war flag.
"You said you want to wear a new shirt" Abbas replied with emphasis.
Ah, yes. Hasna just remembered that she had made a batik shirt for Abbas. Not only for Abbas, but he also made for Keanu, Fathir, Angga, and Ezra. Anyway he made it for everything.
"Yes. Then wait a minute, let me get it" Hasna said. He then moved from that place to the guest room where the clothes were.
Hasna is a sewing machine. Whether it's a woman's shirt or a man's shirt, he can sew everything. Even during this time the wages of sewing were what met his daily needs, especially since he became a widow.
Abbas smiled happily when he heard it. He looked at Thomas cynically, as if to say that he was already very close to the woman.
"What the fuck is that old jackass, you son of a bitch!" Thomas became annoyed himself, but wait a minute. Why is Abbas so upset to see him talk to Hasna? Is that guy jealous?
"Gp!" Thomas chuckled and quickly closed his mouth when he realized what was going on right now.
"Why are you laughing? You old man!" abbas with ketus. Is he joking to the point that Thomas laughs like that?
"Hey, if I'm a parent. Then you're an old bangka bangkotan!" thomas won't lose.
There was a fight between Abbas and Thomas who both did not want to lose, making their children hold their heads that throbbed pain looking at the behavior of the parents.
Swing, Ezra and Adel widened their eyes when they saw what Abbas' grandfather was doing. It is unexpected that men are authoritative, warm, and also good seem to be able to behave like this.
"Already, Pa. Istighfar," said Nindi, hugging his arm. From the past until now her father never got along with her husband's uncle.
"Cih, papa has a lot of istighfar. Your uncle is to be told many Istighfar, if necessary ruqyah all!" abbas grumbled furiously. He left the place to enter the house.
"What's? Hey you-"
"Dad!"
Thomas could not continue his words as his son stared intently. Cih, he was really upset to see the childish behavior of Abbas. His behavior is the same.
Abbas chose to go into the house and look for Hasna's whereabouts, and they met in the living room.
"Why did you catch up? Here, I have brought her clothes" Hasna said, showing Abbas the shirt.
Abbas stared at the pile of clothes in Hasna's hands. "Shirt is there a lot ?" He felt astonished, let alone all the shades and colors of the batik were the same.
"So, those clothes aren't just for me?" abbas asked with increasing annoyance.
"No, Mister. It's good if-"
"You and Thomas are the same!" cut Abbas sharply. He then went to his room because he was no longer in the mood to gather with the others.
Hasna was stunned to see what happened. What does it mean that he and Thomas are the same? They are clearly very different.
"He must be really upset right now. But, why did I get the sap?" muttered Hasna in disbelief. Who does wrong, who does wrong.
Meanwhile, elsewhere Fathir is seen gathering with his family. Today is the birthday of the mother, for which they celebrate simply and only baerbequean in the garden beside the house.
"Oma, I have a gift for Oma" Faiz said, carrying a red velvet box, and handed it to the oma.
"Oh, Sweetheart. Thank you very much" said Alma with a smile. He then opened the contents of the velvet box, and was stunned when he saw it. "It's a very pretty ring, dear." She put it on her ring finger, and it fit perfectly.
"What does Oma like?" faiz asked as he leaned his head against the shoulder of the oma to indulge, then his eyes nodded his head. Of course Alma really likes any gift from his grandson.
Fathir who was sitting opposite to them kept looking at Faiz sharply. He had never spoken since the quarrel, even his daughter always avoided him.
"But where did he get the money to buy it?" fathir was curious. The ring was definitely not a cheap ring, and its price was bound to touch ten million or even more.
Fathir gave a rough sigh. Looks like he had to lock Faiz in the room so they could talk. Moreover, soon his son will enter the graduation exam, he does not want to have problems later.
After the meal was over, some of Fathir's relatives decided to go home because it was late at night.
"Oma, I want to say something."
Fathir who was going to the room stopped his steps when he heard Faiz's voice, he then looked towards the room where the boy was there.
"What's up, honey. You want to buy something?"
Faiz shook his head. "No. What, is Oma busy tomorrow?" He asked doubtfully.
Alma seemed to think when she heard Faiz's words, she tried to remember her schedule in the hospital.
"Ah, tomorrow week Oma must attend a seminar at the University of medicine. What's the matter, do you want to go somewhere?"
Faiz was silent when he heard it. Never mind, what he expected. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and he could also handle everything by himself.
"Darling, why silence?" alma asked, holding Faiz's hands together. "Tell oma, do you want anything?" She stared softly, as well as the husband who had been busy looking at the mobile phone.
"Sunday tomorrow, all the third grade students will be doing camp at the top. Then, the parents or guardians of the students must accompany," Faiz replied with a soft look.
Alma. He then glanced at the husband who was also glancing at him. How'this? He had already promised the students, and could not be canceled just like that.
"The father will accompany you."
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Tbc.