
The lunch began when Manda arrived at Pradana's residence with a gloomy face. However, it seemed that Fathan did not care, the old man wanted to make today, special because of his return.
"Cream, won't your in-laws come here?" fathan asked as he did not see Ehsan with his wife among the guests present.
"Eh, that ... later ...."
"When you speak clearly, Ikram, why do you look different today?" sela Fathan's.
While they were enjoying their lunch, suddenly two women were talking half in whisper.
"Pak Fathan kanya has not been told yes, if the marriage of his grandson failed miserably, because his grandson did not come to their wedding."
"It's true, because he was still in the hospital at the time." The woman with the bunned hairstyle chuckled.
"But, it's not a creed, is it? Turns out he came home too when his grandfather came home from the hospital." The woman in a knee-length dress pointed towards Ikram with the glint of her eyes.
Their conversation turned out to be clearly heard by Fathan, as the old man was about to greet his guests.
"What's? So Ikram and Vanya ...."
"Eh, Mr. Fathan we just ...." The two women are apparently the wives of Fathan's relatives.
"What do you mean?" fathan snapped with both hands.
However, Manda and Ikram immediately approached the man in white. "Dad, come on, let's sit down first," persuaded Manda, holding her father-in-law's hand and away from there.
They're in Fathan's office right now. The old man stared one by one at his son-in-law and two grandchildren.
"Try to explain what they mean?" fathan said with a heavy tone.
Manda swallowed his saliva, the woman was at a loss as to what to answer. But suddenly Ikram stood up. "Sorry, Cake. It's all Ikram's fault, but Ikram doesn't love that girl."
"What?" snapped Fathan.
"Ikram will only marry Olive, Cake." Ikram answered.
"The mirror!" screeched Manda while pulling her son's arm.
"Please you!" Fathan clenched his hands with a reddened face.
However, Ikram still with his selfishness. "Ikram has said he will marry the woman Ikram loves, but Grandpa continues to force Ikram to marry the girl Ikram does not know."
Fathan walked towards the grandson and without warning slapped the young man hard. "You're ashamed of our family, huh!"
Ikram slumped towards the sofa while holding his numb cheek. "Why are you so cowardly, Ikram!" Fathan kept shouting as he knew the truth.
Meanwhile, guests are welcome to return home on the grounds that there is news from the hospital regarding Hanan.
Fathan was still standing with a wrathful face. The man didn't care about his recently healed self.
"Dad, Manda please forgive me, Daddy just recovered, Manda doesn't want me to be sick anymore." The woman tried to persuade her father-in-law, but instead of being accepted, the woman got the same anger from the old man.
"Shut up! How can you cancel this wedding? Can't you keep the Pradana family's good name, Manda?"
Tania who had been silent since then finally raised her voice. "It's not all Mommy's fault, Kek. But Ikram. He's the one who ran away from his marriage." The woman pointed at her sister.
Fathan looked back at Ikram. "I don't want to know you guys have to get married again." said Fathan, then the man sat in his seat of greatness.
"But ... Vanya hasn't been found, Dad, either" said Manda.
"What do you mean? Did they both run away from their marriage? Oh my God." Fathan rubbed his face not understanding.
Ikram also looked at the mother, he was surprised by the fact he just heard. "Where is that spoiled girl, Mami?" ask Ikram.
"For you not to come to the wedding at that time, Mas Ehsan expelled his daughter, he was considered to have made a disgrace to his family." Now Manda pointed at her son with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"What?"
"Because it was also your papi accident, Ikram! It's all your fault!" Manda screamed hysterically until she was unconscious.
"Mommy!" Tania holds the body of her mother along with Ikram.
Fathan sighed, then told Ikram to take his mother to his room. After that, Ikram had to go back to see him.
Ikram returned to Fathan's study alone. The man could not refuse the grandfather's request.
Fathan was sitting in the same place massaging his temple. Then Ikram came and sat down in front of his grandfather.
"What do you want, Ikram?" the grandfather said without looking at his grandson.
"Ikram only wants to marry a woman of choice Ikram, Cake. That's it," replied Ikram.
Fathan stared flat at his grandson. "Who is your chosen woman?"
"Grandfather will be pleased with her, for she is prettier, more elegant and certainly not spoiled like Vanya." Ikram enthusiastically praised Olive.
"If you want to marry the woman of your choice, find Vanya and bring her before me." Fathan decided.
"But, Cake ...."
"And the other one never hurt Vanya, if there is one small wound, you will know the punishment, Ikram. Grandpa's serious." Fathan ends their conversation and tells Ikram to come out.
The Warung Nasi
"Yey! Finally done, Mom. How satisfied, right?" yuki shouted as she looked at the result of her design. It says the name 'Warung Nasi Kadeudeuh'. Kadeudeuh in Sundanese means beloved.
"Like it, love it, Neng. Noah is." The middle-aged woman smiled happily as she looked at the more unique and aesthetic decor of her national stall. Although carrying the Sundanese theme, but still present.
The two women, now entered to see the decorations inside that had been conjured up by Yuki as well. Everything is really beautiful.
"Well, starting tomorrow Mak cook a lot, we open the cafe tomorrow how about?" yuki said as she sat down at one of the tables.
"Well, Mak hasn't bought the material, if the day after tomorrow? Neng helped me too. Tomorrow we go shopping again?"
"okay." Yuki formed the letter O with two fingers.
After that, the two prepared to clean themselves up. Yuki first, while Mak Aminah is cooking for their dinner tonight.
"Nuhun O Allah, have been met with Neng Yuki, Mak so fretted about having children." Mak Aminah muttered to herself while stirring the cooking in the pan.
Yuki himself was satisfied because his hobby was re-channeled, although he did not get paid as usual, but this time the payment was more special he was raised by people he just knew. Although at a glance, the face yes 0las a mother, adds to her happiness.
"Thank you, Neng Yuki already wants to be Mak's son." The woman began to wet her body with water.