
Getting into my grandfather's house wasn't as difficult as getting into my house in Seoul. The care at Grandpa's house is not strict. Not like taking care of someone important. Though you could say the enemy of many grandfathers. Because grandfather often thwarted big crimes.
A housekeeper took me to the living room. Cozy and comfortable living room. Not hurt a lot of color furniture used was not much, so this room is memorable spacious. "Please sit down, Non. I call you the great sir first."
"Angel?" Grandpa came out of one of the rooms.
"Grandfather." I ran and hugged my grandfather. Although my grandfather and I had no blood relation, I was close to him.
Madin's grandfather was one of the people who helped me recover from the trauma. Makes me more confident and sure everything will be okay.
"Geez, grandpa pangling. Last time I saw you was sweet seventeen." I took off my arms and kissed the back of Grandpa's hand. A habit I learned from Eomma.
In Seoul, this only applies to our family. Because in Korea there's no culture kissing the back of my hand. Even for the opposite sex greetings are only done by bowing without shaking hands.
"Grandfather still looks young." I walked next to Grandpa Madin to the brown sofa.
"Hey, is that a compliment or a insult?" candelessly. "You drink? Grandpa has Soju." Grandpa Madin waved his hand calling for a housekeeper. Ask him to take 2 bottles of Soju.
"really? Wow... asikk. let's make a barbeque."
FYI: Soju is a distilled beverage from Korea. Most soju brands are produced in South Korea. Although the traditional raw material of soju is rice, most soju producers use additional ingredients or rice substitutes such as potatoes, wheat, barley, sweet potatoes, or tapioca (dangmil). The drink is clear colorless with varying levels of alcohol, ranging from 20% to 45% alcohol by volume (ABV). The most common alcohol content for soju is 20% ABV.
The housekeeper brought two bottles. Cold soju and two glasses.
I poured Soju into Grandpa's glass. "How are your Eomma and Appa?" Grandpa took out a cigarette from his box. Light the cigarette with a gas lighter that looks expensive. "You smoking?"
I'm shaking. "That's the only habit Eomma doesn't imitate, Daughter."
Although Eomma is no longer smoking, I know that Eomma was a smoker.
"good. Not always are the parents right. If it's wrong, don't copy it, remind politely." advice Grandpa.
"Grandfather, how about Grandpa smoking it off today." I immediately practiced Grandpa's advice.
Grandfather downed his Soju quickly. "You are this." Rambuku randomized - random grandpa.
"Where's Aunty Marlin?" grandpa's big house feels lonely. Aunty Marlin and Uwak Blue have two children, Brian, eight and Britany, three.
"Brius was taking a karate practice. Uwak is at headquarters."
"After they come how about we video call with Eomma?"
"certain. Grandpa also misses Keenan."
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"Sister Angel didn't have a bag?" Brian's looking for - find me.
"Well..no fun! Means Brian was not caught by - by." This little boy folded his hands and leaned his back against the couch violently. It looks like Keenan when sulking.
"Bry." rebuked Aunty Marlin as she looked at Brian sharply.
"Where if we video call with Aunty Lana, later Brian can ask anything so later Aunty Lana who sent to Indo." his smile immediately broke.
Uwak Blue connected my phone to a smart television so we could all see family pictures in Seoul.
"Hey... " Eomma, Appa and Keenan greeted together while waving their hands. "Well again on all the get-togethers, huh?" The faces of the three of them appeared on Grandfather Madin's big television screen.
After exchanging news, I decided to return to the apartment. It's late and I'm tired. "Aren't you happy, Ngel?" Aunty Marlin looked heavy letting me drive all night. Besides, I do not know the ins and outs of Jakarta well.
"Father Aunty, Angel will ask the same about google." I convinced Aunty Marlin that everything would be fine. "Some Angel didn't bring Aunty's shirt. Angel's clothes are in everyone's apartment."
Long negotiations ensued, but eventually Aunty Marlin let me go home on the condition that someone from the organization would follow my car all the way to the apartment.
I think, after all, I think of me as the night - the night. The one in charge of escorting me tonight is named Harada. Japanese, similar to the Yakuza.
Long hair tied up original - asalan. Two buttons on his shirt open showing a tattoo on his chest. I don't know where Grandpa got a mean guy like him.
A second later I remembered Eomma's message. "Never judge a person before knowing him. Because we never know what they're really going through."
"Let's miss." I say goodbye before I get in the car. Harada himself rode his big bike.
** dwelling Madin **
"Blue asked Harada to look after Angel." Madin gave the order. Even though he is retired but he said it was still a decree that must be done.
"As long as Angel is here, his safety is our responsibility. I don't want anything to happen to my granddaughter."
Blue took orders from her father-in-law. Before Angel arrived in Indonesia, Alana herself had personally left Angel on Blue and Marlin.
"Dad why?" Marlin sat next to his worried father. "Dad worried about Angel?" Madin nodded.
"Well... Angel is still stuck with her trauma. Angel is still afraid and does not believe in men. If father keeps limiting him how Angel can be healed" Angel is like a son to Marlin.
"We just need to keep an eye on Angel, yeah... Let Angel treat herself."
"Tell Harada, I don't want Angel to hurt a fingernail. Father himself will punish Harada if Angel to cry let alone hurt. "
Marlin was just a whimper - a head bobble. Richard and his father were the same. Too overprotective that makes Angel restrained.
"Isa... Alana sent Angel here to be free from Richard's restraints. This is my father like Richard. Sometimes lions come in sometimes this tiger is his name." Marlin did not end up thinking with these men.
in the list of Favorite yes Angel and Harada, like and comment let me still spirit nulis ya. kasi rose gift also for them, okay...
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