The Vengeance Of Love

Chapter 18's

In the morning, Sherin was ready in neat clothes. He's been sitting sweetly with the people at Linda's grandmother's house. Prepare for breakfast.

Sherin likes food in this house, because of course the menu is very suitable for Sherin's taste. Throughout this morning Sherin always smiled until it made some people wonder.

“Sherin, is there anything special today? From earlier you were smiling indistinctly,” asked grandmother Linda, she has been watching Sherin since Sherin came down from the room. Sherin always smiles until she eats.

“Hehehe .. none, Grandma. Just today my mood is good,” he replied with a typical grin, because Sherin rarely smiles let alone grin.

Granny oh, one spoon of rice goes into her mouth, after chewing she said to Sherin, “Rin, today Ravin's parents have come home, they want to meet you. You've never met them, have you?”

Sherin nodded while chewing. “Then?” tanyakanya.

“Later after breakfast, Grandma wants you to go directly to Ravin's house,” said grandma.

Sherin swallowed her food. “But, Grandma. What should be today?”

“Keep if not today when? You don't have a job either, do you?” Sherin shook her head, the grandmother said again, “Nah .. because you have no job, yes it is better to meet your future in-laws. Ravin's house is not too far from here, while you guys today want to go home too ' right?”

Grandma looked at her son, Arvin who was greeted with a nod of the head. “Iya, Mah. We've been staying here two days and should have gone home so as not to disturb your rest.”

Sherin who heard that was stunned. He thought he would stay here longer and it was only two days. Sherin wants to refuse, because if she stays at Arvin's house, she won't be able to sleep well anymore.

“But, Grandma. Can I stay here?” Sherin said in a slightly pleading tone, his habit of being Prisha slowly disappeared because he lived with his grandmother.

Prisha used to talk, definitely in a cold tone. He never bowed to anyone but his sister and lover, but he regretted it. And now he's starting to bow with grandma, because Sherin feels a little comfortable when with grandma so there's no reason for Sherin not to obey.

“Sherin! Better you come home, do not continue to bother your grandmother and grandfather,” scolded Arvin, Sherin mendelik upset because grandma has not answered his question and Arvin has prevented it.

“Iya, Sher. If you stay here afraid it will interfere with grandfather's health,” Laras follow-up talk, now Sherin's mood that was originally good suddenly disappeared.

“It's okay, even Grandma is happy if Sherin wants to stay here. But, you have to clean your clothes first so as not to run out. Here no clothes fit,” Grandma said, Sherin nodded happily.

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Like Linda's grandmother, Sherin is on her way to Ravin's house. And, this was the first time Sherin had visited there. Wearing the usual dress, Sherin leaves. Although he really wanted to wear pants, but he paled because the clothes that were purchased yesterday had not been washed.

True said grandma, it only took twenty minutes to arrive. The car started to enter the towering gate. Keep going in until it stops right in front of the door of the house painted brown.

Sherin got out of the car, her eyes watching this house. This house is only two floors but looks luxurious, some pillars are high like a European-style house but so modern.

There were already a few servants welcoming his arrival, Sherin entered slowly while observing the surroundings.

“Have come!” a woman whose age is almost the same as Laras, but her face still looks beautiful and youthful.

“You Sherin right?” tanyanya held Sherin's shoulder.

Sherin nodded faintly at the interspersed sweet thin smile.

“You are beautiful apparently, I am Dina Mama Ravin,” Dina hugged Sherin with passion, Sherin hugged back as a sign of introduction.

“You turned out to look a lot like your mother,” said Dina made Sherin's forehead wrinkled.

“Tante know my mother?” tanyakanya.

Sherin nodded in understanding. Dina brought Sherin to sit on the living room sofa. He seemed very happy to meet Sherin, like meeting his own son.

“Now you do not call Aunt again, but Mamah, yes,” pinta Dina.

Sherin nodded in response. “Iya, Mah,” Sherin said with a little embarrassment, the first time in his life after a dozen years he called someone with the name 'Mamah'.

“Okay, you are so funny! Momentum nyesel time your fiancee same Ravin not present.” Dina looked down miserably, Sherin tried to calm down by patting Dina's palm.

“No problem. As long as your wedding is coming,” entertain Sherin, take note! Just entertaining because not necessarily Sherin will marry Ravin.

“Hust, dong! Masa Mamah was not present at the wedding of her own child,” Dina was again excited.

“Oh yes, Mamah ask to see you I want to do?” ask Sherin.

“Actually do not want anything, but Mamah again bored and really want to meet there prospective mantu.” Dina pinched Sherin's right left cheek until it made Sherin grimace.

“From bored, meningan you help Mamah make a cake, yuk,” invite Dina, while Sherin stroked her cheeks that still hurt.

“You can already make a cake?” continued again.

Sherin shakes. “I can not cook let alone make cake,” he said while scratching his head.

“Yes already, we are going to the kitchen now as you learn. Who knows Ravin would love to have a smart wife cook.” Dina pulls Sherin's wrist, taking Sherin to the kitchen even though Sherin is a little reluctant.

Arriving at Sherin's kitchen completely confused, Dina begins to teach Sherin how to bake cookies. From shuffling eggs to stirring flour, Sherin really couldn't do it. Several times screaming in fear of getting dirty, Dina to the point of shaking her head.

“You look a lot like Mamah's daughter,” said Dina.

“You have a child besides Ravin?” sherin asked curiously, her face was now full of flour to the point of sticking to her shirt. It looks funny in Dina's eyes.

“Yes, he's almost the same age as you. She is seventeen,” replied Dina.

“seventeen?” murmured Sherin, then he said again, “What age am I, Mah?” her question was a little confused, but it made Dina even more confused.

“Lho? You don't know your own age?” Both of Dina's eyebrows almost fused together, her forehead wrinkled deeply.

Sherin lowered her head, then shook her head in a small sign she really did not know how old she was now. Where could Sherin know because she never found out Sherin's birth date. For all he knew, he lived until the age of 26 years as Prisha.

“Kok can?” Dina wondered, she was trying to recall the past. “If Mamah does not remember wrong, now you are 21 years old. Not much different from the children of Mamah,” he said.

Sherin was flabbergasted, not expecting her to return young. From age 26 to 21, daebak!

“Eh, Mah. Can we exercise for a while? 'And the cake is not yet ripe,” pinta Sherin.

The work of making the cake is done and just wait for the cake to ripen in the oven. Dina held for a moment. “Good, Mamah has been a bit long also not sports,” he said excited.

Be the two people whose status is prospective mother-in-law and prospective daughter-in-law doing yoga in the Ravin home sports room, located on the second floor.

Sherin really enjoyed her time today, even when Ravin accidentally saw herself doing a seated pose, her position sitting cross-legged and her body upright, chest puffed forward, and her legs were, the head was raised up so that it looked anu in Ravin's eyes.

After waking up to rush Ravin away from there, afraid of being caught for accidentally peeking.