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Chapters 10. Know your weakness
It turns out that the house is not where we live, it's worth my things are not removed from the trunk of his car.
In the car, "You heard what Grandpa asked for?" His words reminded me of a brief conversation with grandfather in his room.
The real grandfather is not just any grandfather. Despite the graying of his head, he used a cane to help walk in his right hand, his feet and teeth were already vibrating as they moved. However, contrary to the physical condition of a grandfather who impressed the old, he had a strong influence in the life of his family.
The words of the grandfather who was instantly taken in by the man sucks. One sentence my grandfather rang in my head, "if you can prove to me that you are the ideal partner, I will give if necessary all I have to my first granddaughter-in-law, Naufan Pradipta's wife. When there's a divorce, I'll take away all the assets I've given you." Said Grandfather very firmly even with a voice that had already vibrated.
"So, how long can we not get divorced?" I asked, to be honest, I had nothing to do with it. I don't want all that stuff.
"As long as Grandpa is alive. If grandpa's dead, I'll set you free." The answer.
I glared at the answer. "Do you pray for others to die?" My serge
"You don't want a divorce?" Why did he reverse my question, like I got a boomerang from my own question.
"But I don't need any of that. Let you take everything. What's the company for if I don't know how to play?" I said without a single doubt.
"You can be my wife, you don't have to refuse. I'll arrange everything."
"heh heh heh? If I'm the owner of everything, why did you manage?"
"You said you couldn't play? Yeah, let me take over." He said, now the car turns at the intersection to the elite apartment area.
"That means, not even managing my life." Obviously to him.
"why come here?" My toot.
"Yes, this is where we live."
Oh yeah? Not wrong? Do you mean I'll meet my old friends?
"Aren't our High School friends mostly residing here? Rania, Anida? I remember."
"I don't know, it's your friends, not mine." His indifferent and most hateful saute. Like there is no other response that is better to hear the ear.
"Tomorrow I'm going to college."
"...."
"Tomorrow I'll go to Jakarta."
"...."
"I won't be home for a week."
"...."
Until the car is parked in a large yard, this is not an apartment. But an ordinary house, though equally luxurious. He's staying quiet.
"Kok quiet?"
"What do I need to ask, Pravita? You're clear on your purpose." He answered, and took out the bags I had brought from Papah's house.
"Aren't you afraid of something?"
"What am I afraid of? All according to requirements. I will set you free, and I will not interfere with your life as long as it has nothing to do with my interests." He brought my stuff and my bag into the house.
"Please open the door." His love, he who has trouble carrying a lot of stuff. However, I can't help because I don't know what this door password is.
"Your date of birth." Her speech.
And....
Chequek.
The door can shift. Oh yeah? Until this house is mine? Am I going to be rich because of my husband's family? OH!!!
"What's the problem? That's an easy thing." My lips as they set foot into the house.
"You won't be able to enter this house and be a bum on the street." It is like a man has no conscience.
"Nonsensical, why do you always demean me?"
"You always underestimate something. Not always the problem is easy." Saying, advising.
"Yes, because that's the key to stress. Coping stress know, don't you? Who always take everything seriously that can cause stress." I gave her.
"Then?"
"Then what? Then it can stroke, it's mod-dyar aka is dead!" I put my hands in front of my neck. I might ask "then" after I explain.
"Today or tomorrow mom comes, please at home first. Then go to the end of the world." Her speech.
"Well, where's my room?" I just follow behind him. Walk up the stairs that do not reach the destination.
"Here." He entered a room. Big, even very big. Fragrant and clean, neat, and simple. I love the design of this room.
He was lying on the bed, next to where I sat.
"Where are you?" My toot.
"Here."
I rolled my eyeballs.
"Your room?" I ask once again.
"Here too. There are only two rooms in this house."
"What's? Why can?" No idea, a house this big has only two rooms.
"The other room is for guests who come. Tomorrow mom comes, what does she say if there's your stuff in
there?" Evidently.
"Huh. No other rooms?" I'm sighing.
"Wareroom, will you?" He asked with both hands folded behind his head.
"Then this is the case, still mending sleep at grandfather's house. I'll just ask grandpa for a house, I can."
"hush! Don't fuck with you!" He looks sewot and in a matter of seconds can change his position as upright as a pole.
"Why is your reaction so?"
"Don't say anything to my grandfather!" Throw at me.
"Why indeed? Good-natured grandpa, I'd have given you anything as a wedding gift."
"Wedding gift?"
"Yes I want to ask for a gift in return for this marriage, is it not wrong? That's what you call assholes?" Hahaha, I know his hospitality now.
"Okay, there's one more condition. Don't ever tell my grandfather my bad. Remember."
"Not valid, the submission of terms has been closed. There are no more requirements at this time. Sorry." I know how to beat him, play with my fingers. Biting and cleaning my nails.
"Hufh, I seem to understand how to play." Cleaned my fingertips with the wind from my mouth.
Hahaha, I know very well the weak side of our own enemies. I got the gun. OKAY, MY ROLE STARTS!
