All because of Angel

Chapter 19

"Dad, I'm sure he's not a man who only capitalizes on love. I can tell the difference, Dad. Because I'm experienced in that field,"

Gesty chuckled at his words. Gesty and Geno were sitting at the dinner table while Angel was preparing dinner but his ears could catch the contents of their conversation because he occasionally put the results of his cooking on the dining table.

"Dad needs to make sure of it himself. Why is she married to a man who can't be a money field for Dad?"

Angel breathed a sigh of relief at the words of her father. It hurts so much when he is nothing more than money and money. His father would not let him marry a man who did not have much money. Even if He was happy, would his father remain in his decision?

'Ah stupid! Of course, Angel. Even if you're happy with a poor man, your father won't let that happen. I'm gonna find a guy who's more profitable for him,"

Though happy according to Angel's view is not only about property. Even if he is not rich, if He is made happy, Angel does not think it is a problem. Is Angel being too naive?

"Father is amazing" praised Gesty with a proud smile. He is proud, because his father is smart to find a gap between the many difficulties in finding wealth in the present day without working.

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Andrean was cleaning up after that he went to the dining room. Both my sister and her parents ate first. They think Andrean is still a long time coming.

Tired of watching, Lovi decided to move to the dining room, accompanying his eldest son to eat. While the youngest child and her husband in the family room and Adrian who had gone to his room.

"How's the food? Delicious?"

Andrean nodded and smiled wryly, "As usual, always delicious,"

The praise of her son who was ironic talk made Lovi smile. He watched Andrean constantly until his son was confused.

But Andrean chose to ask his Mommy later only, after the dinner was over.

After all the contents of the plate moved into his stomach and He drank, He cleared his throat to return the gaze of the Mother who had given birth and raised with his heartfelt affection.

"What's up, Mom?"

"Mommy wants to ask you,"

"About?"

"Angel, man,"

Andrean nodded, waiting for his Mommy mouth to make a sound again.

"So you've met Angel's father and talked to him?"

"Already,"

"How did he respond to your plan?"

"He wants to judge me first is big or not potential," Andrean said with a gel tone. Although He was new to Geno, He seemed to know very well how Geno's nature. For He is not so foolish as to judge a man who has even clearly hurt his own son before him, who is someone else to them.

"I know, Mom, that she wants the benefits of my marriage and Angel's. Angel herself was worried about it,"

"By the pretext of wanting to make sure that Angel will live happily with me, he plans to find out for himself who I am and how I really am,"

"Then you mind that?"

"No, I let him do whatever was most important I could marry Angel as soon as possible,"

Andrean's speech made Lovi remember back with his conversation with Devan earlier.

"You're not ready for the wedding to happen anytime soon. But you changed that decision. Actually because of what? Just want to fulfill the wishes of Mommy and Daddy or because you do not have the heart to see Angel's life so you want to quickly help him?"

The corner of Andrean's lips lifted. He folded his arms on the table and looked at his mother.

"Because of both reasons,"

"Andrean, isn't Angel hurt? when you find out that you married her other than because of Mommy's wishes, you feel sorry for her, too,"

"He also accepted this because he could not resist the wishes of Mommy and Daddy who had been kind to him. He said that to me. It means our reasons are the same. And for the second reason Mommy mentioned, what's wrong, Mom? I want my little friend to escape the pain. I can't imagine how he's lived this long after I've seen for myself the treatment of his loved ones for him,"

"That's why I want to make her happy. I want to take away the pain. It's not pity, Mom. I love him because he's my little friend, my best friend. I just want him to be happy. And I think with this marriage I can bring that happiness. I want to heal his wounds,"

Although He and Angel were not as close as He was with Adrina, and He rarely plays with Angel but still He admits Angel is a friend that He should have loved and He feels able to make Angel happy in his own way, then He will do.

*******

After leaving duty at his restaurant, Angel visited the grandmother's house. As soon as the door opened, he hugged his grandmother who was happy to see her coming.

"Grandma, I miss you,"

"We've met a lot, honey,"

"Yes, but not every day,"

"Grandma's coming with me, come on. Living with Gesty's father and sister,"

Grandma shook her head, there was no way she could live with this jerk who had left her daughter in a sick state and had cheated on her before until Gesty arrived.

"Grandma cook your favorite food. Eat before we talk,"

Angel nodded and followed her grandmother's steps into the dining room. His eyes twinkled staring at what the twilight-aged woman was cooking.

"Woahh cream soups. I haven't eaten this in a long time, Grandma. Thank you, Grandma. Why is it a coincidence like this? Though Grandma did not know that I was coming but Grandma happened to cook my favorite food," said Angel before finally sitting facing the soup and other menus like------

"Grandma's eating?"

"It just so happens not yet,"

"Yeayy, come on, Grandma. We eat together,"

Seeing the enthusiasm of her granddaughter, Grandma chuckled softly. He sat in front of Angel. They prayed together before eating food.

******

Angel sat contemplating in the small garden next to her Grandmother's house. It was his favorite place since childhood. Because there was no other place he could play, running around as much. Because Grandma's house is not so spacious, so the park is the best choice when you want to play.

Suddenly his memories of childhood came to light. And he didn't understand why Andrean's name was filling his head at the moment.

For a moment He looked at the side of the chair He was sitting on. Just to ascertain whether the name he once made with Andrean, Adrian, and Auristella still exists or not at this time.

He smiled to find their names were deliberately made by scraping iron chair paint that had inhabited the park for a very long time.

When they were little, Andrean, Adrian, Auristella, and Adrina several times came to his Grandmother's house. They come with Lovi and Devan who often come to Angel only to find out the news of Angel and Grandma did not forget to also always give money. They rarely took their two children to the house. So that when taken, they are very happy and can immediately mingle with Angel.

"Angel, this chair can I doodle no?"

Little Angel smiled nodding, "May, after all it won't be visible either. Because it will be destroyed,"

"Okay, uh,"

Little Adrian took one stone and then began to paint the chair with the stone. The child who has not been able to stay still since childhood will never run out of sense so that he has a busy life. And it just so happened that they had run out of games. So that the idea of doodling it by Adrian.

"Write your name here, too," Adrian handed the stone to Andrean who was then lazy to fulfill his sister's request. He thought his sister was lacking in work. Why not just scratch paper instead of chairs? But seeing Adrian who continued to hunt him down to comply, he finally wrote his name there. Adrina, Auristella, then Angel. Since Auristella was very young at the time, Adrian wrote her sister's name. The younger brother was only part of the cheer when he saw the results.

"Yeayyy,"

"Good yes," said Adrina, who was embraced by Angel and Auristella.

"About this will last until we grow up?"

"Hmm it seems like yes," Adrina replied between sure and unsure.

"Yes" said the youngest, Auristella.

"Somehow, I can't answer it," now it's Angel's turn to make a sound.

"You think, Andrean?"

Andrean only flicked his shoulders as the younger brother asked. He has no answer. But if you think logically it seems impossible that the writing survives. Because there will be a climate that will probably eliminate their scribbles on that chair. Or maybe the chair is no longer there when they grow up.

Angel smiled as she rubbed the names of her little friends. It turns out that small but precious memories still exist today.

Angel flinched as her shoulder was rubbed from behind by her Grandma. Angel smiled, then asked her Grandma to sit next to him.

"Grandma's still and will continue to be happy, right?" Almost every time Angel came, he always asked his Grandma, as if she was afraid the Grandma was unhappy.

"Yes, Grandma was always happy while having you, Angel. Even if you're not with Grandma anymore, but Grandma knows you still love and love Grandma,"

"Yes, Grandma. I chose to be with my father and be devoted to him. But Grandma still means a lot to me. If there were no Grandma, there would probably not be a tough Angel like Grandma is seeing right now" Angel said. He hugged his Grandma from the side, leaning his head spoiled.

"You should be happy too. Because you deserve that,"

Angel nodded still hugging her Grandma. "Yes, Grandma,"

Grandma smiled then rubbed her granddaughter's head affectionately. He also left a warm kiss on the top of Angel's head. He loved this girl, the little version of his daughter, Lianne.

"Oh yeah, Grandma. I'm here to tell Grandma something, too,"

Angel took off her embrace then clasped her Grandma's hand, staring at Grandma with her shahdu look.

"I'm getting married, Grandma."