The Matchmaker Competition

CHAPTER 79

"Why come now?" said opa Han when Juna visited his superior's residence.

"Sorry, sir. There is a family business to be done. So I just stopped by now."

"Juna, my granddaughter has returned from last night to her residence. You have come a long time. He's agreed to be in a match with you, Jun."

Juna just scratched his head that was not itchy. The purpose of going to opa Han is not to discuss matchmaking. Right now he just wants to be with his boss, nothing more.

Juna and his parents were led to sit in the living room. Some food is on the table. The assistants serve Juna and his family like great guests.

"How are you doing Johan?" greet Mr. Burhan to his former assistant.

"Good God." His leg is still down.

"Johan you should not be afraid. I've never been angry with you just because my confidants work with my business rivals. Yes, maybe you need to find work experience and you're successful now."

Johan was silent. He was confused as to what to say, his hand kept opening the cookie jar. Gobble up little by little tojin nuts from jars.

"Yes, this is my residence Arjuna. Not great, just living alone here."

"Where are the fathers?"

Burhan chuckled at Juna's question.

"Juna, Mr. Burhan is a widower but no child. So his wife died before they had any children." The story of Juna's mother.

"Owh, sorry, sir. I don't know, but you say you have a grandson? what's the adopted grandson?"

"Not Juna, it's my brother's son. My brother and his wife are dead so I'm the one who replaced him as a parent."

"Sorry, sir. Juna felt bad about the question."

Actually Opa Han residence is quite spacious than his house in the Bogor area. Than his house next to Dira. But the house was only occupied by an old man without a wife and children. Heard Burhan's story about his son and grandson. Juna's thoughts floated on the figure of the Goddess and her three children. Somehow he remembered them, maybe he missed the family.

Juna walks around the pool area. His eyes continued to circulate around the vast terrace. His hand approached the horse-shaped buoy uniqorn.

I think Dira really likes uniqorn. This buoy is very similar to Dira's that I used to buy.

Ah, not Juna. It's just a coincidence.

Oh my God why I miss Dira.

"June,"

Juna turned towards opa Han who called out to him. His hand just wiped his tears.

Does he miss Dira?

His chest felt racing when he saw some stuff there. The thing that opened his memory between himself and Dira. Even though it's a memory of their childhood.

"Why you?" ask opa Han.

"It's okay, sir. I just remember someone."

"Yes, this morning the granddaughter of opa sent her baked fish. It's delicious, you want to try?"

"Hmmm.. may, sir if permitted."

Everyone gathered in the dining room. Since the swimming pool was somehow Juna's mind was not focused. He tried to respect the host who invited him to eat together.

"Well, this is a grilled fish made by my grandson. Let's taste you must love Juna."

Again Juna just smiled a little at opa Han praising his granddaughter. His hand held a little fish on his plate.

Why is this exactly Dira's?

Please, Juna, this is similar to Dira's cooking.

Oh my God, why me?

After a long conversation they were very happy. Juna asks his parents to leave for Dira's house. Some series of memories that came from the opa Han house items always reminded Dira.

Clique

The House of Goddess Savitri

The day has begun to twilight. The ceiling still survives in blue and white. Dira and Vira were cleaning some rooms because they had been abandoned for five days.

Dust on the floor of the house began to tickle the smell of two other girls of the generation. Vira began to amusedly cover her nose and mouth with a mask.

"It's not like a year of cleaning, but it's your room, Vira!" Omel Dira saw his sister's wardrobe was dusty.

"ckckckckckck, what's the girls' room for the shed, anyway?" Dira still shook his head.

"Ih, brother Dira bawel very. The one who cleaned up auntie wasn't me! that's his job. It's 'cause mama told me that's why I wanted to."

"Yes, then clean it up. This is the daughter of a broken ship kayak room. Here's what else, the old candy can you stack there. How will be the frown later? You'll get a husband brewokan, will you?"

Vira laughed at her brother's chatter. Since returning home from the opa Han house, Dira began to cheer up again. Even though she knew her brother was harboring deep wounds. The proposal, the preparation of the wedding plan after Lebaran, now lives the story. But Vira is sure, there is wisdom behind all this.

"If the brewpub is rich, will I, brother? Dira will not refuse either, right?"

"Ih, even reply to the parents? your husband's taken by someone who's lazy."

"Yaudah brother. Just find a new husband that's cooler than the old one, so it's a hassle."

Dira leaves Vira's room. His body only wears a half sleeve shirt and knee limit pants. No one knows if he is 25 years old. Maybe soon it will pass that age.

Across from his room, there was a figure who had been waiting for the appearance of the beautiful girl in front of him. He seemed to be on his chin looking at the woman of his dream as she stretched a blanket.

It was like seeing a slow scene, a smiling figure saw how sweet the scene in front of him was.

Fortunately, no one had bought the house. He could enter the empty house.

"Hi future wife!"

Dira who was busy folding the blanket stopped his activities. His hearing sounds like someone is greeting him.

"Hi, wife-to-be!"

With a long breath. His body turned towards the balcony. A handsome figure stood across from his house. Standing on the balcony waving his hands.

"Yuuuaaah! I love you Medhira."

"What the hell? so good of a man!" Dira closes the balcony curtains.

Dira again peeked towards the balcony. No longer looks like Arjuna. His hands are slitting his chest.

Ting!

Dira opens a message from Arjuna

"Take me, yeah!"