Wife Unvalued

CHAPTER 60 - Disaster/Gift

Just like Papa Atma and Yudha, Bima also wants to be selfish once. No matter if the marriage is in sight, the next day Bima left home. Not without saying goodbye, Bima was still considering the matter of courtesy to the middle-aged man.

Papa allows? Obviously not. In fact, before leaving there was a dispute and Papa Atma pretended to fall unconscious, unfortunately such drama did not work for Bima.

He knew the cause of Papa Atma not allowing Bima to leave because he felt his son was being humbled. In fact, for Bima what his future in-laws gave was an experience that he understood its meaning very deeply.

Something that was once thrown away, not that easy as he picked up, that was his crude language. Bima enjoyed all the process, although in the eyes of Papa Atma very bad and no different from the gardener, but for Bima not.

It may seem excessive, but from there Bima felt his efforts appreciated and treated as a figure of a tired child after work. In fact, when Bima bamit was about to go to Semarang, Mikhail's father forced him to eat twice on the grounds that he should not go home hungry.

Bima seemed to find a real home, especially when papa Mikhail asked Bima to stay. Obviously he was at home and a month there made Bima as heavy as to return to his homeland. In fact, there is no Lengkara, only friends Azkara and Hudzaifah who are noisy extraordinary.

Before afternoon, Bima had arrived at the residence of Megantara. Definitely the first destination was Papa Mikhail whom he suspected was now in the backyard. Yes, it was his hiding place.

Just like coming for the first time, today Bima brought so much food that she would give to her father-in-law. Not being transformed into a sycophant, but there was indeed a feeling of pleasure in his heart because something he brought was really appreciated despite his initial rejection.

"Of!!"

Not yet had time to reach the destination of the young master of pride of this family shouted towards Bima. Such dirty boots and cowboy hats make Hudzaifah look so cute. Coupled with the sweat on his lips, the sight had always made Bima aspire to have a duplicate of herself like Zean, her future sister-in-law.

"Hi, Honey ... Where's opa?" bima asked on her knees out of pity to see Hudzai who looked up when she talked to him.

"There's behind," he answered looking panicked, Hudzai's breath puffing up Bima wondering what caused it.

"Let's go there."

"Om Bima why did you come? Our garden is destroyed" said Hudzai immediately made Bima step stopped, her eyes are patterned and this news is like lightning in broad daylight.

"Han-destroyed? Destroyed how?"

Bima's premonition gets worse, Hudzai's panicked face also explains if what she's saying is bad news. The two rushed to the back garden, hoping to be anxious, Bima did not know how to be completely destroyed like in his shadow.

As fast as lightning he ran, even leaving Hudzai who grumbled because he was asked to hold the souvenir basket for almost three kilos. If Zean knew his son was bearing that burden, perhaps he would withdraw his blessing to Bima.

"Oh my God ...."

Just like someone lost something he guarded, Bima was so devastated when she saw the peanut garden she had cared for the past month had been ravaged.

The bamboo of the refuges he had laid there was destroyed, heavy rain whipped the capital last night and made the rambutan tree that was not far from the location of the peanut garden was uprooted.

As a result, what Bima is trying to do is completely broken. Only 20 days left and it won't be long. His knees were limp, Bima really felt like she was missing something in him.

Bima was still dumbfounded, she swallowed the bitter pill after coming home from Semarang. Either this is a reprimand due to disobedience, or indeed the fate is unlucky. Before leaving Bima had time to make sure, the nuts he planted bore fruit and he was sure it would work, in fact broken just like that.

How will he be now, what might have to start from the beginning? If so, how miserable his fate would be. Bima was desperate, until when Mikhail patted his shoulder he was surprised exactly someone who lost his mind.

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"Unfortunately, no one knows" said Papa Mikhail. The garden belonged to Mikhail, but the one grieving at this time was Bima.

"But, Pa ...."

"Come in, you must be tired ... Papa thinks you're in Semarang one week, turns out a day."

Bima remained unsettled, he still continued to stare sadly at his garden which was now destroyed like a disaster. Presumably the universe does not support Bima to be a farmer, not nothing has been hit by this kind of disaster.

"Papa wait, then what should I do? Beans that I mutant really failed to harvest and not according to papa's will," said Bima asked for forgiveness, honestly if he had to restart it seems better to plant another as said Lengkara.

"What's how?"

"How can I get back to Lengkara if this is the case, Pa."

Mikhail flinching for a moment, he let out a long sigh and turned his head back to the garden that Bima had been struggling with for this one month. That sincerity and hopeful bead was caught by Mikhail, it was obvious he was at a point of despair.

"Huft about that, let's just say that it's finished there's something to be harvested," he said, pointing out a small container of long beans that is still quite small, it's most likely a search for the rest of the destruction.

"I mean Papa? Does Papa approve of me returning to Lengkara?" Bima was a little presumptuous by shaking the stocky arm of her future father-in-law.

"Hm" Mikhail answered briefly, densely and clearly before then passing away leaving Bima who exclaimed yes and jumped like a frog child.

Don't be asked how she felt, Mikhail's answer made Bima forget herself until she was completely unaware that her behavior could not be separated from the eyes of a pair of beautiful and sharp eyes from the balcony of the room.

"He's not aware of age or how."

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- To Be Continued