Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapter 47. Really Fool

"So, what's the matter, ma'am? Why are you gathering us all here?"

In the family room, Kartika deliberately gathered all her family members to talk about the will of the husband. A face framed by curiosity is inevitable. Become a curiosity that has no edges.

Wiraguna also seemed impatient to hear the explanation of the mother. But his patience seemed to be tested because someone who awaited never arrived. Who else if not Hans, who was the mother's personal bodyguard.

"Please wait a moment, my hero. Hans was picking something up in the room. And that something will be the way of the future for Arga."

Dewi, who had been sitting next to Bhumi, did not pay much attention to what Kartika said. The woman was more interested in looking at the atmosphere around her. Classic European style luxury home design that makes it really impressed. Oath by what, this is the first experience of the Goddess to set foot and enter a house like a king's palace. No wonder this woman seemed amazed.

"Dew, what's wrong? Why do you look so nervous?"

Not wanting the lover to feel any discomfort, Bhumi hurriedly raised the question to the Goddess. He felt that this woman was feeling something foreign. It could be, he felt bad at being in this residence of his.

"Bang, is this really Bang Bhumi's house? Why so big? Aren't you tired of the housekeepers working here? Got to sweep, mop up a house this big?"

Instead of being curious about the news that will be conveyed by Kartika, Dewi was instead interested in conducting research on domestic assistants at Bhumi's house. He could not imagine how tired and tired the housekeeper if he had to take care of the big house like this palace. He thought that the assistant would have early gout. All of that is due to the energy that is suspended from morning until night until the morning again.

Bhumi curled a smile on her lips. There was this woman's words that made her laugh. With this, he was increasingly convinced that his life would be more colorful. This woman is so good at melting the atmosphere.

"Are you lacking a job? Ever thought of a housekeeper here? No need to worry, since there are ten people working in Oma's house."

"Huh? Ten people? I-this is the house or the laundry place Bang?"

Bhumi just shook his head to see the facial expression of this woman. As usual, the man pinched the Goddess's nose so that this woman would not say any more strange things. Suddenly the goddess is like someone who has a toothache.

Kartika who saw the closeness of the grandson with the Goddess can also only chuckle softly. He was sure that the grandson would live happily with this woman.

Hans walked straight towards Kartika while carrying a carved wooden box. He gave the wooden box to the lady.

"This is the box that the madam asked for."

"Thank you Hans. Now, you can rest. Or if you want to go out to find the wind or a lover, I'll excuse you."

Hans just looked embarrassed. Too focused on his duties and obligations to look after Kartika, he forgot if he also needed someone to take care of him. Keeping his eyes and spirit in view of the glittering world.

"Good Mistress. I'm going to go out for the wind. Perhaps the wind will blow away a beautiful woman and fall right in front of me."

"Hahahaha, it's much better Hans. I also want to see you get married before I leave this world. So go find a companion."

Hans slightly bent his body. "Then excuse me, Mrs Sepuh, great sir, young master."

After Hans' departure from this room, all eyes were on Kartika. They seemed to demand this twilight-aged woman to speak up immediately.

"Mother, what's going on? The hero is really curious."

Kartika smiled meaningfully. Slowly, he opened the wooden box that was in his hand.

"This is the will of the deceased opa. Opa once said that if Arga is an adult, Arga must marry the granddaughter of his best friend. And I think you know this, too, Wira."

The wiraguna nodded his head. Indeed, he already knows about the child who has been betrothed since he was a child. However, he did not really understand what the relationship between Arga's matchmaking with the box brought by the mother.

"Yes Ma'am, Wira already knows about the matchmaking. But what does this have to do with the box containing this white gold necklace?"

Unlike the Wiraguna, Bhumi was surprised to not believe. He was really surprised by the news brought by this omanya.

"Oma, what's the matter? What marriage does Oma mean? Arga really doesn't understand. And Arga doesn't want to be betrothed. Arga just wants to marry the Goddess, Oma. Not with the others."

As if understanding where the direction of the Oma talks, Bhumi hastened to give a rejection of what was conveyed. After his life was constrained by the wishes of the Papa who forced him to become the main director, now he also does not want to be restrained for arranged marriages. He felt that he still had the right to determine with whom he would wade through married life.

Kartika commented a little smile on her lips. Now he linked his gaze towards Bhumi who still held tightly to the hand of the Goddess. Just this time he saw the look in Arga's eyes filled with the twinkle of love that was so obvious.

"If you reject the will of the late Opa, it means you are not a dutiful grandson, Ga. Do you have the heart to see the deceased Opa cry because you are not willing to carry out his will?"

Bhumi shook his head. "It's not like that Oma. But Arga had already harbored a heart only to the Goddess. Arga doesn't want to get married if not to the Goddess, Oma. Arga can't."

The goddess could only be stunned at this conversation between her granddaughter and grandmother. His heart also throbbed pain when he found out the man he loved had been bound by an arranged marriage since childhood. Instantly dreams and dreams to live a married life with a perfect man like Bhumi are destroyed, like lost in the earth.

"So, right if you don't want to run the will of the late Opa, Ga?"

Bhumi shook his head again. His hands were still tightly grasping the fingers of the Goddess. "No Oma, Arga won't run the will. Arga just wants to marry the Goddess."

Goddess jerks. He realized one thing. He did not want his presence would only make this man a disobedient grandson.

"Bang. Don't be like that. I don't want my presence to make you an ungodly grandson, Bang."

Bhumi shook his head. "No Dew, I can't. Do you not want to fight for our love? Are you going to give up by letting me accept that match?"

The clear thread gathered on the Goddess's eyelids, dripping instantly. He shook his head while wiping it. I don't know why his chest feels so tight.

"That's not what I mean Bang. I really love Bang Bhumi. But if this concerns the will of someone who has died, I ask you to accept it. Pity the late grandfather bang Bhumi if you don't pay for it."

Bhumi, the man who had so far looked strong and sturdy standing, ended up crying as well. The man seemed to be unable to stem the clear crystal that was lying spoiled on his eyelids. The man's body lowered and he cried.

"Then what about us, Dew? What about this love story we just knitted? I can't Dew, I can't..."

This romance drama of two lovebirds makes Kartika and Wiraguna stunned together. Suddenly they remembered their respective spouses who had gone before them. I don't think those two people shed tears either.

Ummm...

Kartika cleared her throat to return to neutralize the situation. He looked back at the bead of his grandson's eyes. "So it's true that you won't accept that matchmaking?"

"Omm... Arga can't. Arga could not accept the match," said Arga Lirih while re-establishing her body.

"Oma asked again. Right, you don't want to run the will of the late Opa?"

"No Oma, Arga is not good."

Goddess flabbergasted. "Bang .. I beg you not to act like this. Run the will of the late grandfather, Bang."

"But Dew..."

The goddess leaned her body to face Kartika. "Madam, I beg you to continue the matchmaking of bang Bhumi with the chosen woman. I-I'll back off, madam."

Kartika smiled knot. "Ga listen, your lover is asking me to continue the matchmaking of the will of the deceased Opa. Supposedly, you could have thoughts like this one of your lovers."

"Nr ...."

Kartika sighed a little deeply and she exhaled softly. "If you don't want to carry out the will of the deceased Opa, that means forever you will never marry the Goddess."

Bhumi and Dewi were both stunned. The two throw one another a glance.

"I mean Oma what? Arga really doesn't understand."

Kartika pulled out the necklace that was still inside this wooden box. He showed in front of Bhumi, Dewi and also Wiraguna.

"Look, the necklace of the deceased Opa is exactly the same as the necklace used by the Goddess. That means, Dewi is indeed a soul mate who has been prepared by the late Opa for you, Ga."

The lips of the Goddess and Bhumi were shaking. In their chest it was as if something was exploding wanted to come out of the place where they were. Unable to speak anymore, the two humans looked at each other and hugged tightly.

"Bang ...."

Bhumi kissed the Goddess's head and gently rubbed the woman's back. "It turns out God has betrothed us before we even met, Dew."

Kartika was crying haru. His tears were also non-stop flowing. His heart was really relieved, because it could fulfill the will of the husband while uniting the grandson with the woman he really loved.

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