
The room, or more akin to a workroom, belonged to Mr Ginting's grandfather, was very spacious.
The furniture in the room is also complete. From the start of chairs and work tables, a set of medium-size sofas, and there are also some fairly large bookshelves with various types of thick books.
Yati himself may never be able to read it, even though given a long time to be able to read the books.
In the room, there is also a bathroom large enough, for the size of the workspace. There is also another connecting door. Maybe the door, heading towards Mr Ginting's own grandfather's room, so he could easily go straight to rest, if feeling tired while working at home.
Yati, pay attention to all that, without clearly being noticed. The direction of view, did not look like one who was reading the situation.
"My granddaughter, let's sit here!"
Mr. Ginting's grandfather, already greeted the two of them first, as soon as he entered from the other doorway. Which is estimated by Yati, as a connecting door between this work room, with Mr. Ginting's own grandfather's room.
At this time, Yati and Mr. Ginting, were still standing beside the sofa and had yet to sit down, due to the arrival of his grandfather.
"Ah, I think Grandpa is sleeping. We almost went out again just now" replied Mr. Ginting coldly, expressionlessly.
Yati glanced at her husband, Mr. Ginting. He thought that Mr. Ginting had no intention of leaving his grandfather's office. "It seems, the relationship between his grandfather and grandson, is not so harmonious. I don't know what the problems of the two of them are, so it is not worth mentioning as, grandfather and grandson who are usually warm," Yati's inner heart.
"Don't be surprised my grandson, Kiara. My granddaughter is flat and like snow. May you melt her ice, and patiently face her insensitive self. Hehehe.. Come on, sit down!" said Mr Ginting's grandfather, chuckling and pointing towards the sofa.
Mr. Ginting's grandfather sat down, followed by Mr. Ginting and Yati, who sat side by side.
Grandfather seemed to nod his head without Yati knowing why he was doing that.
"Grandfather wants to ask you Kiara."
Suddenly, grandfather said if he wanted to ask Yati. I don't know what he wants to know about Yati, who was praised by him, for conquering the heart of his grandson, Mr. Ginting.
"What would Grandpa ask?" ask Yati to know.
"Haha... You can't wait, too, just like Ginting. My granddaughter, she's also impatient. You have to train more patiently, so that he feels at home, but not really. If you are too patient, he will be angry and upset too. Ah, I don't know. He's unpredictable, just like the weather in the North Pole. Haha..."
Mr. Ginting's grandfather, instead, laughed happily, because he could make his grandson, Mr. Ginting, as a mockery.
Yati is feeling bad. He smiled awkwardly. Moreover, Mr. Ginting wasted a resentful breath, seeing his grandfather who was laughing happily because he was licking himself.
"Don't be surprised Kiara. He was like that. Can't wait to be around this old man" said Mr Ginting's grandfather, pointing to his own chest.
Yati only smiled faintly, hearing the words of Mr. Ginting's grandfather, who seemed to have a high sense of humor. Not the same as his grandson, who looks serious and so impressed stiff. No relaxing at all.
"Oh yes, Grandpa wants to ask you Kiara. About, when do you want to have the wedding of the two of you? Grandfather wants as soon as possible, to be able to shut the mouth of the evil, the irresponsible, by bringing news if, Ginting is not normal. I want them all to know, if this successor of mine, is a real man. In fact, if you can, at your wedding party later, there is already good news, if you already contain great-grandchildren for me as well. Hahaha.sorry Kiara. This old man, too many requests."
Although in his heart Yati felt guilty, because he had lied to this kind-hearted old man. Although at first, the impression is sad and scary.
But once you know him, a lot of things are not at all the same as they seem.
Mr. Ginting gave a slanted smile as his grandfather finished speaking. He did not feel guilty, having already done all this charade of their marriage.
"How's Kiara?" ask grandpa again.
"I'm up to Shunjin just Kek. How he will manage his time with his busy work schedule. I don't want to, he feels burdened, just because of the party," Yati replied in the end.
Yati hopes, Mr. Ginting helps him to answer questions from his grandfather. Because Yati did not want to answer something that could make her husband angry and irritated, if he was wrong in answering and determining something.
"Hemmm, if you meet Ginting, the wedding party will not be implemented in the near future Kiara. You know for yourself, if this is all right now, I have to force him to come. He'll disappear again, if there's nothing important."
Yati could only smile thinly. She glanced at her husband, from the corner of her eye.
"Two weeks left. Can everything be handled?"
Suddenly, Mr. Ginting gave an answer. But it also seemed to be a challenge for his own grandfather.
"Haha... You are impatient, aren't you? Want everyone to know, if you already have this beautiful wife? Hemmm, Grandpa should immediately order on the people, to make a party that fast huh..."
Mr. Ginting's grandfather, looks to think after having had a laugh as well.
"Is the wedding dress ready?" ask Mr. Ginting again. He really made a challenge for his grandfather.
Yati felt, there was a war flag that the two of them were waving. Although not directly with harsh and harsh words.
"What kind of wedding do you want?"
Finally, Mr. Ginting's grandfather instead made a challenge to his grandson.
"I want a wedding that hasn't been there in years. Impressive and certainly luxurious."
Mr. Ginting, answering a question from his grandfather with a challenge, which Yati said was too much.
"This is so man! It's called covert blackmail" Yati said, commenting on her husband Ginting's response. But of course, all that was only said by Yati in heart.
Grandfather smiled faintly, hearing the words of his grandson, who seemed arrogant.
"Do you doubt Grandpa Ginting? hehehe.." asked Mr. Ginting's grandfather, chuckling and shaking his head several times.