
Chapters 261. Must How?
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" Hear the clear voice in your heart, you will find the truth there!"
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Jodhistira
He who used to be cold-hearted, has now turned one hundred and eighty degrees into a jovial person tending to bars. Three days have passed and the marriage of Mama and Om Bastian is just a few days away.
He could never be what he is now if he did not want to return to Indonesia. More precisely if not meet with Raka.
His late father, Chandra Mahavendra, could only be seen through a photo album. " I'll have a guard after this Pah. Mama won't cry every night by herself!"
Jodhi hugged her Papa's photo. Although he is bar-bar, but the mellow side remains in every human being. With jodhi.
He scribbled date by date on a sitting calendar perched neatly on his nightstand. Marking the time that continues to roll ahead of the happy day of his mother. Including himself.
The word Single Parents which often makes Jodhi put his pity on his mother clearly disturbs the determination of his heart deliberately a son. He is a teenager who can study various vocabulary that slightly makes his heart turn upside down.
" Pity Mama Jodhi, young is already a Single Parents!"
" It's been a long time but how do you feel about being widowed?"
" Let's not crush people's husbands!"
The words alternated often he heard even without senagaja. Makes her feel sorry to see her mom.
He had once thought of blaming his father. Why leave them all. Without leaving a clear trace. Pusara.
However, he could interest happiness in the eyes of his mother when with Om Bastian. From there he knew, if adults would not only be enough with a little boy like himself.
She is not as mature as Raka. Clearly, the environment and humanist factors were factors in the formation of the character of a Jodhi. But seeing his mother become a gossip of people, it was clear that it all touched the sense of wanting to protect his mother.
And not fussy when his mother asked permission to marry again, is one important thing he can do for the happiness of his mother. Of course after seeing Om Bas who is worthy to be his father, from various sides.
The door swings, featuring Oma great-grandfather who enters by walking limped using a cane.
" Not slept?" ask Oma Buyut while walking slowly.
" Not Oma!" he answered while keeping a photo album under his pillow.
But too late, Oma had already realized that. " Why is it hidden?"
Jodhi lowered her head "Does Papa there know Ya Oma?" Jodhi looked at Oma Buyut with a worried face.
Oma Buyut smiled "Your father must be happy because his good son is happy. You know Jo, you've grown into a good boy!"
" Your mother is getting married soon. Listen Oma Buyut yes..You should be able to share the place with your new Papa, after this you should also be able to be more independent. Not to compare, but look at your brother Raka...!"
Jodhi stared at the shiny floor in her room. Still diligently heard the words of Oma Buyut who spoke seriously to him.
" For this is not a momentary euphoria. Although Oma knows, your new papa candidate is a good person. But, you should start getting used to sharing your mama!"
Although he did not understand what Oma Buyut meant, but one word that he had to underline. That his new dad is a good guy.
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Rania
He heard the talk of two people across generations. A pinch of haru flavor slipped into the recesses of his heart. Now Bastian's shadow is increasingly disturbing Rania's mind.
The date of the wedding was set, but she still found her Oma's face a little sad.
The door that swung made him aghast.
" Why are you here?" Oma seems to have come out. Asik dissolved in his own thinking, instead making him not hear if Oma had finished talking to jodhi.
" I....!"
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Rania massaged Oma's legs slowly inside the old woman's room. He still looked down while massaging Oma's legs with a masygul look.
" So have you told Bastian?"
Rania was stunned and then immediately she shook her head. " Not Oma!"
Oma breathed a sigh of resignation "It is better to be immediately obrolkan!"
And Oma's request for a place to stay really bothered her mind. Practically today he met Bastian in Isun's kitchen.
" Bastian sir is on top of Mom!" nindi answered one of Bastian's employees.
Rania darted towards the second floor where Bastian was. She saw her future husband still pursue some bookkeeping place of business.
" Dear you've arrived?" Rania gasps to hear her new greeting from Bastian's lips.
'Honey?'
Rania smiled, "It's too busy for this bride-to-be!" He said as he sat himself on the sofa.
Bastian is seen closing some files, then walking towards where Rania is sitting. " So..what's up? why not just wait for me to go there!"
" Have a heavy miss?" bastian Kekeh.
" Gombal!" sahut Rania blushes her lips.
" Our wedding is five days away, and I'm sorry I had to ask you this first!" rania's face turned serious.
Bastian's face suddenly tensed. What will his future wife talk about.
" What's up?" Bastian's face turned serious.
Rania smiled to see Bastian's tense reaction. " It's about a place to live!"
Bastian breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Rania would change her mind. Suddenly he regretted his negative thoughts.
" Jeez, I'm sorry I had that...!" Bastian washes his face harshly. Regretting has been bad to think.
" Oma wishes you and I could stay in the main house!"
Makes Bastian stunned. " The main house?"
" You know that Abi and Dhira have their own home now, and I...!"
" Mom is my responsibility!" Bastian said cutting Rania's words, staring at the face of his future wife was clingy.
" I know..!" rania stared back as well. Now the two are staring at each other.
" I want to talk about this!"
Both Rania and Bastian were stunned. Being Ragil (Bungsu) is really complicated.
" When your mother stays...!"
" That's impossible. Our house is simple, but all the memories of the late Father are there!" Said Bastian in a tone that increased by an octave.
Make Rania shocked.
Silent atmosphere. Awkwardness.
" I'm sorry!" Said Bastian a moment later while massaging his forehead because he realized his mistake in speaking. I don't know why he was ignited just by chatting about the problem of residence.
It turns out that people say if we will get a trial before the wedding day is true. It may seem trivial to others, but it seems that the problem makes both of them confused.
The exam can come from anywhere.
As a man, Bastian was obliged to provide a place to live for his wife. No matter what the shape.
Likewise with Rania, it is her lawful duty for her to follow her husband.
" I can't leave Oma alone, and I know it's mandatory for me to follow you!"
Rania's confused. The big house cannot be left only by Oma, while Bastian is also right because he has to bear his mother.
The two human children were massaging his forehead. Didn't find any solution for a small item. Bastian glanced at the wife-to-be who looked frowning.
The man was seen sighing then approached Rania. Clutching the crazy body of his future wife into his arms.
" Sorry!" Bastian kissed the top of Rania's head lovingly.
" You don't mind much, let me talk to Mom first. I should have thought about this earlier. I'm sorry!"
Bastian rubbed gently on Rania's arm. Rania looked up and looked at Bastian's face. " Please promise to make everything okay!" making a fresh breath Rania can Bastian breathe freely.
Jakun Bastian went up and down because suddenly felt a strange rush approaching him. Bastian nodded "I promise!"
The two stared fixedly, Bastian stared at the fresh lips of Rania who was so tempting. The man is hypnotized by the fragrance of Rania which shakes his faith.
Bastian approaches Rania's face. The woman closed her eyes as she felt she would be kissed by Bastian. Now they are no more than a cent.
" Om Bas, what mama...!"
The two of them let go of each other in shock to hear the voice of Jodhi who opened the door without knocking.
" Jodhi!"
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