
Tiyas' eyes widened as the slap hit her husband's face. He turned to his father-in-law who seemed very angry.
"Basic, you brat!" exclaims Restu with great emphasis in each of his words. "We're talking in your grandfather's study."
After Restu's legacy, Bagas could only be silent to endure pain and embarrassment. Certainly the shame of having to be slapped and helpless in front of his wife. But the man could do nothing.
"Mas," called Tiyas while looking at the husband with a worried look. His hands raised and stroked softly on the flushed cheeks.
Small grimacing bagas. He then pulled the wife's hand from her cheek. The pain is still felt and the eruption even more painful.
"Nothing," he said with a faint smile. "We'd better just follow the plot. I'm guilty of being a vigilante anyway."
Tiyas let out a slow breath. His forehead frowned sharply. Not expecting that the problems facing her husband would start from the anger of her family.
So all the woman can do is follow the steps of the husband together. Clearly this tense situation was new to Tiyas. In the midst of her harmonious family, Tiyas never felt like she was on trial.
It turned out that in the room there was not only Restu, but also Chandra and Jonathan. Tiyas' eyebrows shot up, he did not know that Jonathan's relationship with the Bagas family was close enough to be here.
"Sit down" Chandra told the newlyweds who had just arrived.
Bagas' hand was now at Tiyas' waist, directing the woman to sit beside him with Jonathan there. Give a little soft elusan to give calm.
"We go straight," continued Chandra while upholding his position. Staring at Tiyas who looked down deeply and Bagas who was staring at him flatly but was a little frightened there. "What exactly did you do to hit someone else, Bagas? Have you forgotten what etiquette classes have been taught? You are the heir, with poor emotional control there is already a minus value. And now you hit an actor whose fans are everywhere. You don't know if our stocks from the morning are slowly dropping?"
Bagas straightened his back.
"I'm defending what's already mine, Cake."
Chandra's eyebrows shot up, the old man then looked at Tiyas who was still bowed in fear. Then it turned to Jonathan who was afraid to look at him.
"What do you mean?"
The eldest Wiguna sighed. It feels lazy to have to explain it from the beginning, so long.
"In short there was someone who was trying to take Tiyas from me, Cake. He challenged me, so that was the beginning of the news spread."
"You're crazy!" hardik Restu instantly cut through their conversation. "It could be just because your woman without thinking long to tarnish the good name of Wiguna!"
Tiyas' eyes closed tightly as his hands clutched together. He thought this would be long-tailed. It seems that the woman also needs to curse her husband's short thoughts.
But as a man obviously Bagas did not accept the words of his father.
"Pa, she's blatantly going after Tiyas' love. He also made me hug my wife. I certainly don't accept his arbitrary treatment!"
"Even, enough!" chandra exclaims trying to break up the feud between Father and child. The old man seemed to be starting to understand, his brain was digesting that the relationship between Tiyas and Bagas was now going in a good direction. "Tiyas, do you know who that man is?"
Tiyas who was suddenly asked instantly raised his head. He looked at Restu who refused to look at him. Then he turned to look at Grandpa Chandra.
"I often join friends who work in one of the companies to monitor the artist, Kek. And I've known that man for a long time his name was Jovan."
Chandra nodded in understanding. Surely he knows what Tiyas' real job is, being the owner of the company must have several times to monitor the artists under their auspices. So it wasn't the fatal thing that Tiyas did.
"Continue?" the old man said with a gentle look, trying not to make Tiyas feel depressed.
While Bagas who did not know the story behind the proximity of his wife to Jovan, then also curious. Now his head turned full on Tiyas.
Tiyas who felt the center of attention could only gulp his saliva roughly.
"That friendship has been a long time, from the last few years. At first I was normal, but the longer I realized that Jovan had a taste."
An artist who loves his own boss is a rare occurrence. Perhaps this is because the age of Tiyas and Jovan is not much different.
The woman smiled wryly while shaking her head.
"Gak, Cake. I never avenge Jovan's love."
A sigh of relief for Bagas and Chandra clearly illustrates how the tense atmosphere is now slowly starting to warm.
But not for Restu who had supported his wife from the beginning by not accepting Tiyas as his son-in-law.
"Why don't you take it? He's an actor, a model, a handsome guy too. A lot of money for sure. Why do people like you lightly reject the man's love?"
It is clear that both have different social strata. That was the content of Chandra's heart that shouted in annoyance. Although the artist has money and is well established, it does not mean the class family Adhitama received it with open arms.
"Tiyas and Stefanny's thoughts were clearly different. This grandson of my son-in-law is not someone who can love someone of wealth. While Stefanny, until now the woman continues to pursue Bagas because my grandson is the sole heir of PT. W Group," Chandra said at length.
Restu could only shut up after getting a sharp glare from his father.
"Oh yeah, if Tiyas was obviously the reason he was there because of his friend. Both of you," said Chandra paused his sentence. His eyes squinted suspiciously at Bagas and Jonathan. "What are you doing there?"
Bagas suddenly glanced in annoyance at his assistant.
"Jonathan forced me to come see Stefanny's photo shoot.. Under the pretext of pity. And unfortunately Stefanny's shooting partner is Jovan."
Chandra nodded in understanding. With this her curiosity has been fulfilled. It is clear that the root cause of the problem is Stefanny. She will always be a thorn in her family.
Sooner or later Chandra will get rid of Stefanny as well as a man named Jovan.
"For the news to spread, be calm. Grandfather who will clean everything up without rest" said Chandra with a faint smile. "You can go Jonathan."
The man nodded slowly before finally saying goodbye leaving the room.
Chandra then turns to Tiyas who seems uncomfortable sitting there.
"Tiyas, you can go."
Tiyas heaved a sigh of relief, her tense shoulders even started to relax.
"Thank you, Cake."
Bend politely to Chandra and Restu. The woman then got up from her seat and walked away. But Grandpa's voice stopped him.
"Where are you going?" ask the old man.
Tiyas's forehead shriveled, he was told to leave. Now asked, what exactly does this Chandra want.
"Gas, where are you going?" chandra asked once again which turned out to lead to her granddaughter.
Bagas who followed his wife then voiced his protest.
"You come with my wife. Ask for help to be compressed," he replied as he pointed at his faintly reddened cheeks.
Restu who became the perpetrator of the cross-section can only be silent a thousand languages.
Chandra nodded slowly. Not thinking about his granddaughter's behavior. His head moved hinting to Bagas back in. .
"Sit down, you have to raise the company's shares again."
Bagas grunted annoyedly. He looked at his wife unwillingly. But the one being stared at was even cuek.
When Tiyas said goodbye again. His steps came to a halt upon hearing Restu's orders.
"Go visit your mother-in-law in the room. Love him spirit."