Married Bad Boy

The Part 56

The real Azri doesn't want to go back to his grandfather's house. However, if he becomes Widya, this place is the only escape location that is perfect because he may not want to return to this place. Besides, Widya really likes grandfather. He who already has no family must be very happy to have parents again.

After preparing the heart, Azri meets her grandfather. He sighed when he realized that it had come at the wrong time. His grandfather was honing his samurai-pride katana. Azri had to keep as far away as possible from the katana's range just in case he expressed his intentions to her.

"Good night Grandpa. How are you doing? By the way, is Widya here? She ...."

Azri's sentence came to a halt as her grandfather glanced sharply, right through his eyes. Gawat, all his life he knew if the grandfather was like that, the meaning of his grandfather was in control of anger.

"BAD BOY!"

Azri fell backwards as the scream gushed out. The grandfather drew a sword towards him.

"What did you do to your wife, huh!"

"What does Grandpa mean?" azri cried out in panic while avoiding his grandfather's shiny katana and he guaranteed to be able to cut several bamboo blades at once in one slash.

"Your wife is crying. I'm sure you're the cause. What are you doing this time?!"

Azri stops avoiding her grandfather's katana. This time her eyes were shocked.

"What's? Widya crying? Why?"

Grandpa Pradipta stopped unsheathing the sword looking at the dumbfounded face of his grandson. He was very experienced to know that Azri was really surprised and was not playing a show. He lowered his sword and looked at Azri.

"So you don't know why your wife is crying?"

Azri shook his head firmly, this time he demanded an explanation from grandfather. "Is she really crying? But why?” He didn't feel like he made a mistake for Widya today. Or yesterday, or yesterday again except in the early days of their marriage.

Now Azri sat opposite his grandfather who had told him chronologically when Widya came to visit suddenly to his house this afternoon. He thought Azri had hurt him because when he saw the matter, Widya suddenly shed tears.

"I really don't know why she was crying" Azri said, convinced by the clear look. "I don't even remember what mistake I made to make her sad. As I recall we've been fine since ... last night."

"This is very strange," muttered Pradipta's grandfather, "From his expression I could see that he was carrying a heavy burden. I thought you were acting again.“

Azri suddenly misbehaved because his grandfather again floated a cynical look when saying the last sentence. “I am not an immoral man who could hurt his beloved woman. I'm not that old man."

"You still call your dad that?“ reprimand grandpa don't like.

Azri turned his eyes. It is up to people to comment on what. As long as the hatred was still lodged in his heart, he would not call the Old Man by the name of father.

"Talk about your father." Grandpa Pradipta suddenly said in a heavy tone, making Azri turn her face again. Suddenly his grandfather's face turned serious and it was contagious to Azri.

"Lately her attitude is a little strange. Maybe this has something to do with your wife."

"I'm not sure" Azri said with a bright mind.

If you remember, didn't the idea of marriage come from his father? Widya Lovarza is her father's choice. He never asked the old man how he knew Widya. He also never thought about why Widya agreed to marry him. It did not rule out today her father said something that made Widya cry. Oh, my God, he doesn't know anything about that.

Maybe his grandfather was right. It was possible that something had happened between them that Azri did not know. Everything could have happened.

"Grandfather, now where's my wife?" ask Azri quickly.

The only easiest place to ask for this confusion is Widya. The girl must have the answer she wanted.

"She was gone a while before you came."

"What's? Why is Grandpa saying this now?!"

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