(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile

Section 64

"Master, isn't that miss?" appoint the secretary to two people standing by the beach a few feet away from their positions.

Mr. Arya followed the direction his secretary pointed to, confirming the location of the glasses in order to see more clearly. His eyes were squinting, still not clear in sight.

"In my eyes it's not very clear. We go to them" asked Mr. Arya as he got up from the rock and began to lead the way.

The closer, the clearer the two figures standing side by side were. Mr. Arya's smile rose when he saw the baby carriage in Cempaka's hand. Meanwhile, the two of them were still unaware of his arrival.

"Manda, have you met Mr Arya? I'm so worried about you guys. He was afraid that the big man would take your children," asked Gilang as he glanced at Cempaka who continued to stare at the ocean.

"I've met him, Gilang. He also saw his grandson. You guys take it easy, I know very well what Mr. Arya is like. He is a good person, it is impossible to separate a child from his mother" said Cempaka confidently.

Gilang sighed, he turned away after looking at the solemnity on the woman's face. There was no more talk, only the waves filling the silence between them.

Mr. Arya impatiently wanted to play with the grandson immediately, he hastened the pace of approaching the two of them.

"Son!"

Hearing the call, Cempaka turned his head. He smiled at the arrival of the old man.

"Dad!"

The retreat gave them space to talk to each other. He glanced at Cempaka, watching him vigilantly. According to Lucy's orders.

Mr. Arya was stunned when faced with Cempaka's baby carriage. His eyes widened, his body suddenly shaking violently. His hands were trembling to reach the carriage.

Intermittent, he collapsed dropping down in front of the Cempaka baby carriage. Her tears fell, her heart full of seeing the smiles of two different sex babies with almost similar faces.

"M-m-they .. c-my grandchildren?" Master Arya's voice choked, his face slowly looked up at Cempaka.

"Yes, Dad. I gave birth to twins, one girl and one boy. Zia and Zio. Last night, I only saw baby Zia because Zio was in another room." Cempaka explained why he only saw one baby last night.

Mr. Arya sobbed, again dropping his eyes on two babies playing with his fingers. They are similar, really similar. The combination of the faces of Cempaka and Caesar, clearly visible there.

"Oh, grandson! Good Lord! I have two grandchildren at once" he said.

In the rabbis of their faces, his heart was unceasingly grateful for the gift given by God.

"Did Caesar know you had twins?" asked Mr. Arya to look at Cempaka's face.

The woman remained silent for a while until she finally shook her head.

"I don't want him to know. As you know he never came to see me. I just wanted him to take my son to talk while in the womb, but everything didn't match the promise he made when he drove me to the house. So, allow me to be selfish. He never even saw the faces of the two and I didn't want him to know about them" Cempaka said.

It is not a demand, but an affirmation that must be exercised without any supply. If he could, for good he would not want Caesar to know about them. Let her be happy with the child she is taking care of right now.

"If so, we hide them from him. Let not the ears of the child hear about them. Why do I feel so bored with the stupidity of that kid. He's too submissive to Eva to be able to tell which to do and which not to."

Mr. Arya looks furious, apparently that's the nature of Caesar. She is controlled by Eva so she cannot think clearly. And now there is a baby among them.

"Thank you, Dad." Cempaka smiled at the words of his father-in-law.

"Yes, they also have children. So, why tell me about these Twins. Grandpa's gonna help you take care of him and finance all their needs." Mr. Arya added, while taking baby Zio from the train and carrying him.

Little's laughter also typical baby laughter makes the heart of Mr. Arya filled with happiness.

"Be careful, Dad. He's very active." Cempaka warned Mr. Arya as the baby wriggled in his lap.

"He's absolutely amazing. I'm so lucky that at this old age, I can still see them. Ah ... we play, yes. Play with Grandpa."

Happiness clearly radiated on that wrinkled face. Mr. Arya invites baby Zio to learn to step on the sand followed by Cempaka who holds baby Zia. They look happy, a thin smile poking on Gilang's lips.

He saw happiness on Cempaka's face. Mr. Arya treated her very well like a child himself. He took the initiative to hold a mat that Cempaka brought under the Twin cars.

"Ekhem!" Deheman's voice secretary lord Arya averted Gilang's gaze from the woman who was cool playing with her son.

"Master!" Gilang nodded his head politely, embarrassment arose from being caught stealing a glance at Cempaka.

"You like it?" asked the man while standing by Gilang's side.

The young man looked down, hiding a red hue on his cheek.

"I am brave, sir. Miss is like my own brother. Where may I be presumptuous to like it," replied Gilang although not in line with his heart and mind.

The secretary of Mr. Arya was bearded, but in disbelief. He flicked his lips mocking the cowardly nature in Gilang.

"How many people regret later in life for not following their hearts! How many people have condemned stupidity for a lifetime because they ignore what happens in their hearts. I hope it's not you, son." He patted Gilang on the shoulder, squeezing it slightly to convince the young man's heart.

Gilang looked down, not he dikiriri deep in the recesses of the soul admiring the figure of Cempaka. In addition to being simple and tough, Gilang also knows the journey of his life that is full of suffering.

Deep down, wanting to protect her smile. Protect him from all the suffering that the world presents in his life. I don't know, is he capable?

"You think I deserve him? I'm a nobody, and I work for him. Is this ordinary man like me really worthy of being with that extraordinary woman?" Gilang turned his head, there was firmness in both of his manics.

The secretary to Mr. Arya chuckled, turned his head and shook his head.

"I don't think I need to answer that because only your confidence can answer that. Just ask yourself that question. Then you'll get the answer." Once again he patted Gilang on the shoulder before leaving her alone.

Leave the young Lucy who was silent in confusion.