SECOND CHANCE: Grandpa's Choice Wife

Shunted

"alright. Since you don't know each other, let grandfather give you an introduction" Grandfather said excitedly.

"Mira, this is Grandpa's granddaughter. The only grandson Grandpa ever told you about" he said proudly.

Zein frowned at hearing that. 'So, grandfather used to tell this woman about me?' He glanced at Almira, who was now smiling and nodding at him.

"Hello, Young master Adijaya. I'm Almira, "greetings with a light and polite nod.

"Hem." Zein only answered him with a light nod. There was no enthusiasm at all from his attitude. Almira was not surprised, from the first meeting she could already guess that this cold man was not easy to approach. After all, he was also in no mood to approach Zein.

Seeing the rigid interaction of the two people he loved, Grandfather could only pat his forehead. "Why is it so formal?"

"Jeez, Zein. This is not a business meeting. Grandpa asked you to come and thank Mira. Thanks to Mira, until this second you can still see your grandfather."

Almira smiled in response to Grandpa's babbling. He was used to the attitude of grandfather who sometimes seemed excessive.

"Grandfather is too much. Almira was just accidentally on the scene."

The zealot is almost invisible. 'Not intentionally, he said? All right, wait till I take your real cover off. Hypocritical woman!'

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I have my own way of thanking her." Zein said meaningfully.

Almira realized something was wrong with Zein's words, unfortunately grandfather responded differently. Almira glanced at the cold man before her, she felt as if Zein had hatred for her. To his confusion, when had he ever offended this man?

Grandpa looked at the two and laughed happily. Until the door of the room opened and two ladies dressed in waitresses came closer, then Grandpa stopped his excitement. Grandpa has ordered each other's favorite food. To the people he loved, he was truly a caring old man. This is what often makes the heart of Almira warm. He feels like he has a family.

"Excuse me. Here's the order, sir." The two maids politely arranged all the orders onto the table.

"alright. Tell Grandpa if there's any other menu you want, "give Grandpa up after the meal is served, and the waiter comes out of the room.

"Grandfather, this is enough." Zein answered briefly.

"Yes, grandpa. It's been too much." Almira also chimed in.

"Ha ha ha! You guys are really compact. All right, then let's get started. It's a pity that it gets cold, "greet grandpa then.

Both also nodded. Grandpa started putting food in his plate, followed by Zein and Almira. They really look like a happy family.

As they ate, the atmosphere suddenly turned silent. No conversation except the clanking of spoons and forks that occasionally clashed broke the silence. Zein occasionally glanced at Almira, and his eyebrows sometimes furrowed. The very graceful and neat way of eating Almira amazes him.

'Didn't Grandpa say he was from an orphanage? This attitude shows that he was born from a noble family.'

Thinking about it, Zein then raised the corner of his mouth. 'If you want to cheat, do it right. Don't half-do it.'

Zein ate while busy with his bad thoughts towards Almira. She could not believe that the girl before her was actually raised in an orphanage, as grandfather often told her. In his mind, Zein had always assumed that Almira was a spy deliberately sent by his business rivals. Damar Wiryawan's.

***

Sunlight still accompanied the earth patiently. Right now it's as if it's right over your head. Every now and then the light barged in through the windshield of the luxurious car that was currently speeding on its leisure. Illuminate the pair of youths who were currently sitting side by side in the steering chair. A cold-faced handsome man with a beautiful woman, what a perfect picture. Unfortunately, they are in the opposite direction.

Almira supported her head with one hand. "real right. Together with a boring person, a minute feels like an hour," he murmured softly.

"What are you muttering, hem? Are you secretly cursing me?" Zein finally made a sound.

Almira wants to confess. He looked at Zein while frowning. What's wrong with this guy? Is it because Grandpa forced her to drive me? His inner.

"Sir Zein, are there only negative thoughts in your brain? You can refuse grandfather, can't you, instead of forcing yourself and getting angry at me? I didn't ask you to drive me."

Almira defended herself. After all, if not for wanting to appreciate Grandpa's good intentions, Almira would have preferred to go home by taxi.

Zein finally fell silent. He himself did not understand, why had he not just rejected it? If he wanted to, he could have used some excuse not to take this woman home. But in fact he said nothing.

The mood was silent again. Both were busy with their own thoughts. Zein looked calm, but in fact his current thoughts were really complicated. While Almira, he only hoped that in the future he would never meet again with this cold creature.

In his heart he lamented, "so sorry for the fate of the man who became his wife later."

Dealing with a person who is talkative with such a cold temperament, really requires extra patience. Somehow thinking about it made Almira feel sorry for the future wife of Zein. The girl was too engrossed in her daydream, not realizing that the car had stopped.

Zein who did not feel any movement from the side, turned his head. He saw the beautiful girl who was daydreaming, and the corner of her lips revealed a smile. Until the sound of breath escaped from the mouth of Almira, then he made a sound.

"Almira!" call him. The girl did not say, it still seemed to be washed away.

"Almira Adinata!" zein shouted, which finally made Almira jump. The girl glared while stroking her chest.

"Are you not sane?!" his reply.

The infuriated Zein crooked Almira's smooth forehead. "I called you from earlier! I won't yell if you're not busy with your own world!" the insinuation, making Nazara who was rubbing the former zita Zein grimaced.

"Still not going down!" furious Zein.

Almira looked around and realized that she was already under her apartment. The girl hurriedly grabbed her bag, without speaking she directly opened the door. He got down and turned around to thank her, but Zein did not give him a chance to speak.

"Close door!"

Almira scowled angrily at Zein's attitude. His intention to thank him had finally vanished just like that. He closed the door loudly, and immediately turned away without a word. Care for the devil if the man is mad blindly at him.

Zein did not care about Almira's attitude towards him. He quickly drove his car, choosing to go from there.

"I'm not sure such a person is really Grandpa Hadi's granddaughter" Almira scolded after the car had passed from an eye patch.