
Angga's words came to a halt when Bu Leha came to order them to lunch. Not yet had Angga say the name of his father, Pak Sapta invited his future son-in-law to eat first. So that Pak Sapta does not know the name of his father Angga.
At a table then with a typical Sundanese menu presented there. Angga was so excited to see the menu at the dining table. Vegetable asem, with its paste. Added Pete as his default. Not to forget fried salted fish and fried tempeh as a complement. Increase the appetite of those who eat it.
The five of them ate their food very well. While Azka was tired of playing, she ended up taking an early nap. No, it was lunch together.
Today Mr. Sapta is indeed permission not to enter work. Because of his daughter who for almost four years was home. After eating with Angga out for a while. He will contact his assistant to take care of the traces to KUA. The plan is to marry Amalia, tomorrow the day after. But even that must be from the approval of his father Amalia.
"Sir, please take care of the files to KUA today. You take care of one of your men here" he told Niko on his cell phone.
"Good Sir. I will take care of my men to meet the father in Bogor," replied Niko in a respectful tone.
"Oh yes sir, Mr. Dwi yesterday met me. He asked him where the Father was," Niko continued to inform him about Angga's papa.
"Don't you ever divulge where I am. I don't want papa to screw things up. I hung up the phone." After hanging up the phone from Niko Angga sitting on a bench under the mango tree in front of the house Pak Sapta. Some workers in the tea garden noticed her from the street. But Angga does not want to take a headache, which is important for him now to be able to unite with the woman of his tribe.
Pak Sapta who saw Angga sitting under a tree, immediately approached his son-in-law. He also sat there.
"My father plans to marry Amalia soon" Angga told his future father-in-law. Pak Sapta who heard that directly facing towards Angga.
"It's not too fast, son. Considering you haven't got your parents' blessing."
"I can't wait any longer Pa. I promise after our wedding, I will persuade my parents. My mom has blessed our relationship. Only Papa remains who has not," explained Angga.
"I have also sent my men to take care of everything" he continued later. Psk Sapta can only resign with the decision of Angga. Especially considering that his grandson was very close to his father. So Pak Sapta had no reason to delay his daughter's marriage to Angga.
While they were talking. Azka who woke up from her sleep immediately looked for her father. As soon as he saw Angga and Pak Sapta were under a tree, the boy immediately ran towards his father and grandfather.
"Dad, let's take a walk. Look at the tea kebon there." Azka pointed towards the plantation.
"It's still hot, honey, it's late afternoon. Yep!" replied Pak Sapta trying to give understanding to his grandson.
"Snap grandpa. Cole later, we'll go for a walk." Sapta sir nodded. Azka immediately pranced happily. Because I want to walk with my grandfather.
Amalia, who was carrying a bowl of Azka food, joined the three of them. Because his share had not eaten, he finally fed Azka to eat.
"Azka maem used to be yes, same fried tempeh and Azka's favorite asem vegetables." Amalia feeds her food into her son's mouth.
"Am, the day after tomorrow we're neniksh," Angga said, making Amalia surprised.
"The deer? Is it speed?" later scabbard. Psk Sapta smiled at his daughter's reaction. Similar to his reaction.
"It looks like your future husband can't wait to have you, Am!" Sahut Pak Sapta, Angga was only scratching his nape that did not itch.
"May Bun, Dad," Azka pinta on her parents.
"No way," answered Angga and Amelia compact.
"Lo why? Let you guys make a quick fix for Azka. Oh, my dear." Mr. Sapta tried to provoke his granddaughter to stay with him.
"Grandpa, Azka is good. Azka wants to be art adek," said Azka mentioned the name of the girl who lives not far from Asih's house.
"What the hell, say it like that in front of Azka." Amalia sulks because her papa is constantly teasing her.
"Papa just wants you to be happy. After what happened to you the last three years. Papa wants you to be happy with your little family." Pak Sapta looked at his daughter.
Looks like just yesterday Amalia asked for pocket money to go to school. Now her daughter is a mother. It seems that Mr. Sapta still does not believe. Now her daughter grows up to be an independent woman. Given the suffering his daughter experienced during her life in Jakarta. She had to work hard to help herself send her sister to school. If you remember that, Pak Sapta's chest becomes tight. Now her daughter has found happiness with the man she loves. It was a pride for a father, like Sapta sir who felt that he could not make his daughter happy.
As promised this afternoon. That afternoon Pak Sapta invited his grandson to take a walk around the plantation. It just so happened that the workers were starting to go home. Pak Sapta took Azka to the river not far from where he worked.
It just so happens that there are mothers who are washing there. His arrival became the center of attention of the mothers.
"Well, whose son is Mr Sapta? Mending the pisan casep?" asked Bu Retno who was looking at Azka.
"This is my grandson. Amalia's son," replied Sapta honestly.
The answer from the Sapta sir immediately made the mothers whisper. It seems they are talking about Amalia. Pak Sapta immediately continued his journey to walk down the river that still looks clear.
"Pak Sapta, how could Amalia already have a child. Is he married?" Ms. Tari also ventured to ask her father Amalia.
Sapta was silent. He was confused to answer what the question was Ma dance.
"Or Amalia getting pregnant out of wedlock?" chirps Bu Siti who makes the heart of Pak Sapta hurt.
"Well, if that's true. Means the boy dong salt," said Bu dance again.
Feeling cornered finally Pak Sapta looking for ways so that the mothers are not increasingly becoming. Pak Sapta can't possibly tell the truth about Amalia. Her son could be expelled from the village if they knew Amalia was pregnant out of wedlock.
"So gini mothers, Amalia is already married siri in Jakarta. So he came here to take care of the legality of their wedding documents, "sapta sir told the mothers.
"So you're not his guardian if they're married?" Looks like they haven't believed a hundred percent of Sapta's words.
"They got married suddenly too. I cannot be a guardian. But I've already passed it on to the judge. Yes, my grandson and I have said goodbye, assalamualaikum." Mr. Sapta took his grandson away from that place. They're going back home.
to be continued