
All residents of the Kartika residence gathered in the family room. They are deliberately collected by Bhumi, considering there is something important that he wants to convey. After getting a word of agreement with Dewi about the application event, Bhumi intends to inform his extended family.
"Ga, what is the need for you to gather us all here?"
While sipping a cup of hot coffee, Wiraguna seemed impatient to ask the purpose and purpose of the son gathered all here. For him, this was like the formation of a marriage committee.
Bhumi who had not released his hand from the hand of the Goddess could only smile knots. He hopes that what he will say is happy for all members of his family.
"Pa, Oma, I'd like to propose to Dewi right away. What do you think of Papa and Oma? Do you agree?"
Wiraguna responded casually to this speech of his son. Indeed, it does not matter if the son immediately married, considering his age is also not young anymore.
"For Papa it doesn't matter Ga, Papa is very supportive. It's not good to be dating too long. I don't know about Oma."
"Oma also agreed Ga. Immediately marry the Goddess, it means that there will be a next generation of our family. And if until you have a son, your son will be the first grandchild for your father and will be the first great-grandchild for Oma. And you must have known nothing of the inheritance that Oma would give to your son?"
Bhumi just shook his head. In fact, he did not bother about the inheritance. What he wants, later his children can grow up in a whole family.
"Arga did not think in that direction at all Oma. Especially the legacy. Arga just wants to be able to live with the Goddess immediately. Outpouring the love and affection I have under the sacred bond."
"Although you are not thinking in that direction, Oma will prepare a great inheritance for your son Ga."
In contrast to Bhumi who responded casually about the heritage, Wenda who had been silent suddenly something that disturbed his heart and mind. The look of the woman's face looks anxious if the descendants of Arga will get a lot of inheritance.
"If I think, it's better that Arga and Dewi get married. We all know that the career of the Goddess is flying like a rocket? So let the Goddess enjoy her famous days first before marriage."
Although not required to give an opinion, but Wenda determined to express what is in his mind. He must prevent the wedding of Arga and Dewi in the near future. He does not want if after marriage, they have children then can master the Kartika heritage. He really cannot accept.
"Thank you for the advice, ma'am. But I've made a firm wish to propose to Dewi and after Dewi has a concert with Titi Dj, I'll marry her soon."
Arga responded to this suggestion from Wenda coldly. From the way the stepmother expresses her opinion, she can judge if there is a hidden purpose behind every word spoken. I don't know, even to be prejudiced against the stepmother was a very difficult thing to do.
"Cheh, I'm really surprised at you Ga. Just now your future wife is at the peak of her career, but instead you just broke down."
The goddess who heard Wenda's words could only be flabbergasted. "The lady is not like that. I even believe that after marriage, my career will shine even more" Madam."
Wenda smiled obliquely. He was able to pick up on this signal of decay from Arga's future wife. Wenda to think, if the true Goddess also wants to get the inheritance from the in-laws.
"Mom, I also have to remember the legacy for Gilang. After all, Gilang was also the grandson of Mother. It's also fitting that he gets a lot of inheritance."
"You don't have to worry about Wen, there's already a legacy that I will give to Gilang. So, you can breathe a sigh of relief."
Kartika knew very well what her daughter-in-law wanted. A woman who was so passionate wanted to get her inheritance from him, who was very shameless. Even to just keep meetings that he's a double eye and crazy treasure he can't do.
"Thank God then. At least I've been very relieved because my son will also have the inheritance of Mother's property."
Still with a relaxed attitude, Wenda did not even care about the few pairs of eyes that looked at him with a gaze that was difficult to interpret. They both considered that this middle-aged woman was indeed eyeing an inheritance.
"Ah yes, when are you going to go see the Goddess's parents?"
"Lusa, Oma. Arga plans the day after tomorrow we leave together to the house of the Goddess. Hows it? Oma and Papa agree, right?"
At first glance, the mother and child threw each other a glance and both nodded their heads.
"Papa and Oma agreed Ga. The sooner the better. Because it is good intentions that must be quickened."
Smile on the lips of Dewi and Bhumi. It was clear that the faces of both were adorned by the twinkle of happiness that was so obvious. In the end, their goodwill to become one under the sacred rope bond of marriage will soon be realized.
"Hans!"
Hans, who had been standing on Kartika's side, bent his body slightly. "Yes Madam."
"Please prepare all the items for us to bring to the Arga application event. Jewelry, gold bars, cars, and home certificates that I have prepared. And make sure that Arga's proposal goes perfectly."
Goddess flabbergasted. Hearing the words car, jewelry, gold rods and also home certificates only make his lips gap wide.
"Oma. The goddess doesn't deserve it yet, Oma."
Kartika shook her head while smiling knots. "Dear, it's not all that much for you. Not even that will ever be worth what you've done for me."
"But Oma...?"
"Thank you Dew. You are an amazing woman. And you deserve all of that."
The tight grip of Bhumi's fingers and the soft greeting of the man's lips, managed to stop the Goddess' speech that might refuse the Oma's gift. Again the woman could only shed tears at all the gifts from God that came unexpectedly.
Basic woman full of drama. His face was pretentious to refuse the old grandmother's gift. Though in his heart he was excited about getting luxury items for his application event. The longer he's been exactly with the sheep-furred fox.
While enjoying the pandan steamed sponge that shakes the tongue, Wenda swore in the heart about the Goddess. The treatment of Kartika that seems so privileged Goddess as if to make the woman not accept because of the envy and envy that reigns. Secretly, Wenda looked at the face of the Goddess with the glare of hateful eyes but was also still busy enjoying the steamed sponge in his mouth.
"Dear!!!"
The throat of Wenda was choked to cause a slightly tight sound. It was that voice that made everyone who was here turn their heads towards Wenda.
"What's the matter Ma?"
Gilang who had been silent a little surprised by what was experienced by the mother. The middle-aged woman seemed to be holding her neck.
"A-water Lang... Water!!!"
Understand what happened to the mother, Gilang held out a glass of hot tea on the table. And quickly, Wenda accepted what the son had given him. Suddenly though...
"Aaarrghhhhh .. This is hot Gilang!!!! You want to kill Mama?!!!!"
"Aaahhh. Not intentionally!!"
Wenda's situation does not necessarily make those around him sympathize. They just hold the laughter in their hearts. Really, this woman's expression was heart-pounding.