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Rajendra The Cupid and Wedding Planner

Flashbacks ...

"What do you want to do with Jendra?" asked Aruna looking at the nosy face of the handsome boy.

"Bikin Oom Ai and Aunt Thara are better."

"How'd it go?" the cute girl in hijab was confused about how adults were better. Not that adults are more complicated, huh if marahan?

"I want to ask for help from Opa Duncan and Eyang Hashim." Rajendra's face looked like he was thinking of something ignorant.

"If it doesn't work?" Aruna looked at Rajendra anxiously.

"Must succeed. Rajendra is being fought" said Songong, who made Aruna hit her shoulder.

"Can't be arrogant!" his nag.

"Why did you hit it really Run? Sick knows!" Rajendra rubbed his shoulders.

"You again?" Aruna glared at judes. "God says you can't be arrogant as a person. Know no!"

"Yes Aruna." Rajendra also made his lips.

"You know even the manyun!" cebik Aruna is upset.

***

Basic smart child, Rajendra managed to get the mobile number Hasyim Al Azzam stored on Arjuna's phone. The boy managed to seduce the father to borrow his phone because he wanted to play a game because Rajendra's phone was on charge.

After getting it, the boy prepared everything and Aruna looked at Rajendra with anxious and curious feelings. Did Jendra's plan work? I like Aunt Thara too, but Oom Aidan is a hell of a bitch!

"Slow down Runa but I'm sure it worked" said Rajendra.

"Hopefully yes."

***

Duncan is still in Rajendra's room after hiring Aidan who does not want to drive Thara home. Rajendra could only shake his head, seeing that Oomnya was a little boy.

"Jendra, tomorrow when you grow up, don't imitate Oom you who are like a Kindergarten child!" order Duncan while sitting on the bedside and rubbing his grandson's thick hair.

"No Opa. Jendra won't be like that with Aruna" he replied confidently.

"Opa likes to see Aruna. Cute and pretty" Duncan smiles.

"really right? That's why Jendra likes it even though judes sometimes" Rajendra cheered.

"You're a kid, Jendra" Duncan ruffled Rajendra's hair.

"Opaaaa" Rajendra's voice sounded cute.

"What boy?"

"Jendra has a request and asks Opa to grant it."

"Is that his request? Don't ask for a Ferrari like Mas Abi!" Duncan looked at his grandson wittyly. Rajendra. Abi is Duncan's grandson from Kaia and Rhett O'Grady who is a year older than Rajendra.

"No. Rajendra if you want Ferrari to ask papa."

"Then what?"

"Rajendra wants Oom Ai to marry Aunt Thara."

Duncan gawking. "Are you a matchmaker?"

"Not Opa, Jendra again so Cupid is not a matchmaker" Rajendra's eyel.

"Jama Ajah that is. What do you mean by a handsome opa granddaughter?"

Rajendra gives his plan to Duncan which makes Opa big body can not refuse the request of his grandson. Moreover, Rajendra's face that looks cute adorable makes Duncan give up.

"Who knows this plan?"

"Only Aruna knows, but she has promised not to tell anyone. Aruna said, the promise must be kept and Jendra believes in Aruna."

Oh my Jeremy... Your granddaughter is too intelligent!

"Nanti Rajendra will also tell Eyang Hasyim so Oom Aidan and Aunt Thara can not refuse" said Rajendra.

Oh Astarghfirullah! Truly a descendant of the Pratomo clan.

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Present Day, Al Azzam Palace

"AH!"

The ijab qobul Aidan and Thara event was completed even though it seemed that the two brides were a little stiff and tense. Tense because it is like being held and forced.

Hashim Al Azzam himself announced that Aidan Blair would not become an Emir in the Al Azzam clan because he was not a direct descendant, and the fall of a son-in-law. Emir's title will be given to Aidan and Thara's children later if they are born male.

Aidan who heard the announcement could only frown. How do you get a grandson? Not necessarily we will be in touch. The man of English-Indonesian descent glanced towards Thara whose face was flushed to hear the words 'child' and 'grandson'. At least we're a server.

After attending a wedding of the Thara family tradition, Aidan came to the Papi. His face seemed to be bent by ten and asked for an explanation from Duncan Blair.

"OKAY. G, Goz, just a second" said Duncan.

"Don't mess with your papi!" ghani's smile followed Gozali's little laugh.

"No Oom... No promise!" sahut Aidan.

"Where are you talking?" ask Duncan.

"Gazebo is just pap."

Both father and son were seated in a gazebo in the backyard of the palace.

"But, explain!" Aidan stared intently at Duncan. "Who planned this? Rajendra right?"

Duncan smiled smirk. "Bingo!"

Aidan stood up, rubbed his lazy face and took off his suit and threw it recklessly.

"What the hell is in that bad boy's brain?" Aidan's tone was heard rising by two octaves.

"Logical and precise thinking" Duncan replied casually.

"But you can't follow Rajendra! He's a little boy! How to know about adult affairs! I'm the one who's having this wedding, not Rajendra!"

"Then why don't you refuse?" duncan Grin.

"Then see mommy bring her favorite rolling pin get my head? Oh no Pi, Ai still loves Ai's head."

"Nah, you know! Don't make your mama go berserk 'cause it's a concussion!" gelak Duncan was malicious while Aidan snorted in annoyance.

In the extended family there are unwritten records. All children can argue with fathers but never against mothers.

"Aidan, papi can not refuse the request of his favorite grandson. Especially if you see her adorable face, not even bear papi."

"That's it, preferring grandchildren over children themselves!" sulk Aidan was upset.

"Thank you, Thara. He is Rajendra's favorite aunt. Can you make the boy sad and cry?" Duncan looked at his son's face with a manyun mimic.

Papi, Rajendra is a playwright! Same with the other grandchildren!

"At least, you don't have to bother looking for the wife I'm screening first."

Aidan rolled his eyes lazily.

***

"Dear Sabine" said Karl who came to his lover.

Sabine who tonight wears a navy blue party dress turned her head and saw the man who would be her future husband coming over to her.

"Hello German boy" he said with a big smile.

"Can you wear a slightly covered shirt?" whispered Karl while kissing Sabine's temple.

"Why indeed?" asked Sabine plain.

"Because... " Karl put his lips close to the side of Sabine's ear. "Want to put marks all over your shoulders" she whispered sen*sual.

Plaque!

"Married my son Karl! You can be a pervert!" Hardik's a guy behind Karl.

Karl who rubbed the back of his head that was hit by the flap could only smile wryly.

"Oom Senna."

Sabine laughed out loud.

The German boy got plucked

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