Not Planned Love (R3)

.70. The Complicated Welfare

📚.70. The Complicated Welfare

"There are two things that make up a wife. Lahiriah and Batiniah. And for the present condition, the matter of one's living becomes more complicated." - Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi

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"Kara, are you thirsty? Or do you need something?"

"No yanda. Kara doesn't want anything."

Arsyad. Then slowly, he red the side of the wife's head to be carried into the chest of his field. He knew that from the time he was on the plane, his wife became more quiet with anxiety.

"Sleep. You must be tired."

"Hm."

Cup

"Sleep, Kara." Said Arsyad lirih, while peeping the head of the wife.

The beautiful girl nodded faintly. Since setting foot in the land of Sakura, his mind was indeed disturbed by many things. Especially about one of the habits of the grandfather who likes to intimidate. The arrival of the old man to Indonesia, Kara made sure that the old man was looking for something.

Kara's not stupid. He has learned from experience. Don't forget that it is like a beautiful red rose, but thorny. He should be aware of all the possibilities that could happen later.

For now, let her sleep in the arms of the husband's field. The second most comfortable place after the embrace of the papih. A figure he could at least rely on for now.

"Kara?"

"Hm."

"We've arrived."

"Hm."

The beautiful girl replied softly, but was still reluctant to open her eyes.

Seeing that, Arsyad smiled faintly. He knew that his wife refused to come here. Even so, they are already here. All of that reluctance must be faced.

"Come, your grandfather's waiting." He said, while stroking the cheekbones of the wife.

"Loof."

The beautiful man nodded small. After all, it was not difficult for him to carry the wife who weighed as light as a feather.

"Come, princess."

Kara smiled sumringah, as she felt her body float in the air. So immediately, he draped his two hands around the husband's neck.

"Come on." Kara in a Japanese accent.

The two of them threw smiles at each other, before passing. In front of the gate, there are 4 men dressed in traditional Japanese clothing. In stark contrast to the oyabuns who were sent to escort the two.

When entering these traditional buildings, they are certainly immediately welcomed by traditional Japanese residences. Complete with oyabuns wearing traditional Japanese clothing.

Traditional Japanese clothing is very thick with its culture. In fact, it is deeply embedded in Japanese history itself. One of the most ancient clothes is the kimono. Kimono are used by both men and women. "Kimono" means a Japanese word meaning "clothing". The Japanese themselves in ancient times used clothes made from the skin of their hunted animals.

In fact, the fashion making of clothing is also differentiated based on the class system. The nobility wore layered clothes in a beautiful fashion style called "junihitoe", which had a color blend of twelve layers of clothing. Different from ordinary people. They should be satisfied enough to use clothes from linen, with the style of fashion "code."

Some of them also wear Hakama. Hakama is a traditional Japanese dress adapted from Chinese imperial costumes or old Chinese kingdoms. In the past, Hakama was used by samurai. Hakama which has a length to the ankles can outwit the eyes of the opponent when fighting.

Along with the times, began to be able to make clothes from cloth. However, many of the people are still preserving the relics of their ancestors.

"Young lady, let's get through here." Enzo opened his voice, while leading the way.

"Call down hm?" Said Arsyad, felt the wife began to be uncomfortable in his place.

"Hm."

Enzo actually brought the two to meet Kara's grandfather. The Japanese man did not let the two rest the goods in the slightest, even though he had just arrived in Japan.

"Come," said Enzo, while opening the door typical of traditional Japanese interior made of wood.

Kara's grandfather's residence is certainly very extensive. Almost one complex stands within the scope of the land that is given a dingding barrier high enough. Inside, it is divided into several parts of the building along with its functions. Peach trees and sakura that are in bloom also appear to fill some empty land.

"Where's grandpa?" Ask Kara.

Enzo turned his head, because in the end the young lady wanted to talk to him.

"It's inside miss."

Kara nodded. Not just one door but several doors that they had to pass through. Just at the 7th door, they were faced with an old man in black kimono with the best cloth, sitting proudly in front of a dingding decorated with bamboo paintings that were quite popular.

Kara gave the husband instructions to lower it. Enzo had also saluted when facing the old man who was full of authority.

"Sakura-chan?" The old man's voice sounded.

His old face does not reduce his firmness. His typical Japanese oriental face, looks flat but gradually normal.

"Come closer, Sakura-chan."

Kara knows for sure if the name is a name that is embedded for her. Sakura is the name of the flower that is synonymous with this country. The name of the million-philosopies was pinned on him, as he was born on the day the daughter, often called Hina Matsuri, is commemorated on March 03. The name sakura also means "Cherry flower" because the flower grows and blooms around the residence of the late mother of Kara.

"Close to." The old man said again.

Kara still refuses to move. The aura in the room began to grow. On the right and left sides where his grandfather sat, stood an iron-fisted statue with a long samurai in his hand. The scene was so contrasted with the background of the grandfather.

"Come, come closer." Arsyad.

"Yanda, Kara-"

"Sakura-chan, come closer." Enzo interjected, pointing at the spot before the grandfather.

There was a faint sigh before the girl answered. "All right."

After saying so, Kara walked towards the grandfather's place. Standing himself in front of the old man, according to the Japanese man when sitting opposite the older one. Decades had passed, but he could remember well if he had ever stopped by this place.

"What's up, grandpa?" Ask Kara to the point.

"You're a big boy, Sakura. Your face looks a lot like your mother." Said the old man, staring at his only grandson.

"Grandfather what?" Ask Kara not to talk.

"Why? You don't like it if Grandpa wants you to visit?"

"No. Kara doesn't want to see Grandpa."

"Grandfather killed Kara's mamih!" Kara Hardik.

Arsyad who stood not far from Kara, seemed to be able to catch the mood change of the wife. Although the two spoke Japanese, he was able to capture a bit of the meaning of the conversation.

The old man exhaled in a huff, before thrusting out a signed document.

"80% of the shares I inherited for your mother, switched names to yours since you were only 3 days old." Hitake Wataya is back to voice.

"When you turn 17, all the relics will turn to you. Grandpa's old, it's time you took over."

"I mean grandpa?"

"Stay in Osaka."

Deg

Kara rounded her eyes reflexively. Staying in Osaka? Let alone to settle, goods stay a day he was reluctant.

"don't want. Kara wants to stay with Papih and Yanda in Indonesia. Grandpa shouldn't be selfish."

"There's a dangerous situation."

"Grandfather is more dangerous!" Answer Kara.

"Sakura-chan?" Lerai Enzo's.

Hitake Wataya raised her hand. Instruct the right hand to be silent.

"Grandfather can't take care of mamih. Can you take care of Kara?"

"...."

"Grandfather who killed mamih indirectly. Is grandfather going to kill Kara the same way?!"

"Sakura-chan?!" Enzo reopens.

"You don't want to live here. If it wasn't for Kara's husband, Kara wouldn't have wanted to see Grandpa." Shoot the girl, as she leaves the room.

"Kara?" Call Arsyad, when the wife passes by with tears.

"Stop right there."

Arsyad turned his head, his steps that were about to chase after Kara stopped instantly.

"Come here." Hitake Wataya.

"Close to." Enzo speaks in English.

"My granddaughter will be fine. She'll definitely end up in her mother's room." Hitake Wataya in a British accent.

Arsyad was certainly surprised at first, but he was able to normalize his facial expression quickly.

"You're my grandson's husband?" Hitake Wataya asked as Arsyad sat in front of her.

"Yes." Yeah."

The old man nodded faintly, while showing the documents before him.

"You got married at a very early age."

Arsyad nodded in silence. He was not surprised by the information his wife's grandfather got. Hitake Wataya is a powerful man in the land of sakura. Money, power, and connection are within his grasp. The old man must have pocketed all his identity and background.

"The educational background and your family are within my grasp."

"Actually I regret this decision. Why should you be my granddaughter's companion."

"Why? What makes you regret that fate?" Arshad dared to ask.

"Because you're from the same country as the man who married my daughter."

Arsyad knows where this conversation is going. At the end of the day, her background and eligibility will be questioned and likened to her in-law, Tyoga.

"But it doesn't matter if my granddaughter doesn't become a dissident like her mother."

Hitake Wataya showed the document in front of him with his chin.

"My grandchildren will rule the business empire in Osaka, and beyond. All my relics will fall on him. Therefore he must stay here."

"No." Answer Arsyad remains.

"He will not stay and be imprisoned here. He'll go and stay with me."

The old man pulled his thin lip line. "Is that so? You're taking him to New York?"

Deg

Arsyad's dead fleas. How could Hitake Wataya know the discourse. In fact, the discourse is still he thought carefully.

"If not, I'll give you one choice."

Arsyad looked up, staring at his interlocutor.

"Make my grandson give me a surrogate."

Deg

"Remove my bloodline from her womb, and let me raise and educate her to be her mother's successor."

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TB

Yanda update🔥

Sorry late from the schedule that should have🙏

Yesterday I wanted to go up, but I was busy with the RTIK organization. Today is also a full schedule. Nyekar mornin2, school get-togethers, etc. Hope the readers all understand yes.

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Sukabumi April 12, 2021