Forced to Marry a Teacher

39. A Message

For the first time Astrid felt that she was happy to have a husband. Only for a moment did both of them forget all the problems that occurred in their household matters. At this time, they forgot their role in the show as a couple. Just in terms of working to welcome Baskara, the two seem compact to make delicious cuisine. This time they really looked like a real married couple.

Could it be just because the feelings that are growing in the second heart, make them a harmonious and harmonious couple. Or just because they need to work together to make the perfect cuisine, which makes them reluctant to ruin this moment just because of a mere commotion. I don't know, the two of them really don't care about anything. They only focus on making the perfect meal to welcome the middle-aged man who has united them in a sacred bond.

It was clear from the faces of the two, that the couple who almost every day had a storm had feelings for each other. Especially Astrid who had been continuously fascinated to look at the man who was cooking while showing a muscular-looking wrist. To make him lose focus, which should help. She only watched her husband cook.

"You'll just be quiet. Not celery leaves are still not cut," said Janus with eyes that only focus on staring at the pot containing soup.

Realizing that, Astrid was immediately made nervous by Janus's words to her. He was in a hurry to take celery leaves and immediately pinched it. "I'm sorry, I think it's done in the cut."

Janus smiled as he looked at Astrid who was nervous after his insinuation. "Do I look handsome, so that makes you endlessly turn to look at me."

The more nervous he was when the man who made him fascinated looked at him while smiling sweetly. She also seemed agitated by the words of her husband who realized that, he had just looked at the handsome face in her husband's possession.

"I don't think you're handsome. I'm only watching you because you're good at cooking, not because I'm fascinated by your face" Astrid said without looking at Janus.

Janus smiled as if he were laughing at what his wife said. Which then he again stirred the soup that was earlier in his cooking.

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Twenty minutes had passed, and finally some of the dishes were ready. Astrid and Janus immediately moved the containers containing food to the dining table. When it was over moving, suddenly a voice from the doorbell sounded.

"Kring...

"It looks like it's grandpa, wait a minute I'll open the door," said Janus in a hurry to go to the front door.

"I want to come too." Astrid followed Janus, who was leaving to open the door.

When the door opens, it is true that the bell button is pressed Baskara. The man, who was suffering from leukemia, came with his personal driver. Astrid and Janus had not seen her for a long time, making them appear worried when they looked at her ailing grandfather walking in a wheelchair. Now his face was getting pale as well as his body that looked increasingly thin. To make Janus who saw it was sad.

Janus then took over pushing a wheelchair and took his grandfather into his luxury apartment.

"It looks like you guys are cooking, the smell is really good" said Baskara sniffing the smell of food in the kitchen.

"Yes we made a special meal for grandfather" Astrid smiled at the middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair.

"Grandfather can't wait to eat it soon."

When one mouthful had entered his mouth, no ceaseless baskara praised the food made by his grandson. To make it greedily eat food. Another thing with Janus that doesn't seem like enjoying a meal. It was evident from the look on his face that showed that he was feeling sad.

"It's really good, but why don't you enjoy the food" Baskara told Janus.

"I have no appetite" said Janus, stirring the food on his plate.

"Do you have a problem?" ask Baskara.

"Nothing," replied Janus without staring and just focused on playing his spoon.

The sick man made Janus worried about dying. How not to feel worried, someone who is very valuable in his life now his body has been gnawed by a deadly disease. His mind was confused to make him not stop thinking about the conditions suffered by his grandfather.

"Grandfather's arrival here actually wants to tell you that next week Bayu and Luna will have a wedding" said Baskara when the food on her plate is up.

"Really, this is very good news. Finally after so long they are engaged, they can step into the marriage stage," Astrid said with a smile.

"Oh yeah, there's something Grandpa really wants to tell you. Since Astrid is about to graduate, I hope you don't delay the baby, because grandfather seems to be impatient to take a great-grandchild away from you."

Astrid was shocked after hearing the request from her grandfather-in-law. The request was too difficult for him. Because the relationship with her husband is very complicated, it does not allow her to get the baby of a man who does not want to acknowledge his feelings.

Janus remained silent, speechless. He was controlled by his daydreams, making him lose focus and not realize what his grandfather and wife were talking about.

Baskara then patted his grandson on the shoulder. "Why are you just silent. Is there anything you give birth to, you have to tell me everything."

Janus looked at his grandfather. "Why Grandpa refused to be hospitalized. Not if treated in a hospital is much better than at home. What Janus needs to find the best hospital, so that grandfather will recover quickly."

"Grandfather's disease has entered the final stage, it is very difficult to recover. No hospital can cure Grandpa's disease. Grandpa just wants to enjoy his last moments in a free place, not in a hospital."

Janus let out a sigh and stood up from his seat. "Nobody will last long to stay by my side, because in the end everyone who is by my side will definitely leave me." Then he went to enter his room.

The words that Janus made the middle-aged man made silent. His heart was too sick after hearing what his grandson said.

Until one thing came to his mind, a hope for his second grandson. Hope that might be hard to accept. He only hopes that his grandson can berlapang chest accept his condition and decision.