My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Grandpa Story

"What are you guys doing?" The sound of someone from the front door made them all stunned. Ardian immediately stood up while wiping his tears.

"K.. Grandpa...?" Chayra stuttered upon seeing the arrival of her grandfather.

"Pig.." Santi walked quickly to his father-in-law. Experiencing Mr. Akmal's hands back and forth. "Please come in, Abi."

"Hhmmm." replied Mr. Akmal. However, he still did not budge. Standing in front of the door with a sharp gaze towards Ardian.

Ardian looked down upon noticing Mr. Akmal's sharp gaze. Is Mr. Akmal going to do the same thing that his papi did this afternoon to him.

"Ardian, Ayra, Salim used to be with Grandpa, son. Why are you guys staying there?" Santi tried to break the silence.

"I. yeah, Mom." Chayra walked slowly towards her Grandfather. As for Ardian, the man was still standing on the spot.

Mr. Akmal hugged Chayra when the girl was already standing in front of him. "Are you okay, honey?" He asked softly as he kissed the head of his grandson.

"Alhamdulillah, Ayra well, Cake. Why ask that, as if Grandpa saw me slumped?"

"You must know what Grandpa meant, right?" Mr. Akmal pinched his granddaughter's cheek.

Chayra smiled spoiled while hugging her Grandfather's body. "Ayra's fine, Cake. Don't worry about me."

"How Grandpa isn't worried, honey. The halal man you lean on is just him." Designating Ardian. "Suddenly his disgrace became a trending topic on social media. Then where will you lean when you cry over your stupidity asking her to marry you first?"

"I'm still leaning on his shoulder, Cake. I keep making it an impingement when I'm angry."

Ardian raised his face. He could only swallow his saliva when he saw his wife's familiarity with Grandpa.

"Then why are you here now? Not that the boy should be at his parents' house. She locked herself in her room because she was ashamed to meet a neighbor.

Chayra brushed off his Grandpa's arm. "Grandpa, what's that talking about, anyway?"

Mr. Akmal just smiled as he patted Chayra's head. "This is what your late father often did to your mother. That's what made your mom fall in love so much."

"I mean Grandpa?"

"Your father often patted your mother on the head. That's what made your mother fall in love."

Santi just smiled. He knew, it was just a small talk to melt the tension in front of him. And sure enough, Ardian seemed to be holding back a smile. But back down when he realized that his position was not safe.

Mr. Akmal walked up to the sofa by pulling Chayra's hand to follow him.

"Assalamualaikum, Cake." Only that word escaped from Ardian's lips after Pak Akmal sat on the sofa next to where he stood.

"Sit down!" Mr. Akmal's orders are firm. He looked for the whereabouts of Zidane and Bian. "Where are Zidan and Bian?" Ask Santi who is still standing.

"Zidane in the room, Abi. If it's Bian, he goes najai earlyayah."

"Give Zidane here!" Back Pak Akmal ruled.

Switch fast motion directly so as not to be sprayed. I don't know the mood of his father-in-law at this time.

"Abi told you to find a maid a long time ago, Santi. You always don't want to. How many, every month's maid salary do you take into account." Said Mr. Akmal after Santi turned towards Zidane's room.

"Mother doesn't have a job if you have to pay people to do homework, Cake." Bela Chayra's. "By the way it was also dong, Mother's fit is still in front of us."

Mr. Akmal held back a smile seeing Chayra's expression. "If there is no work, yes. That's how it's messed around. After all, there is still a Shop that your mother should be watching. Don't be too entrusted to others."

"Tell me to talk about it with Mom later. Ayra doesn't know. Ayra only knows the amount of money that Mom transfers to Ayra's account every month."

"Huh, you son of a bitch." Mr. Akmal poked Chayra's cheeks with both hands.

"aaa... Grandpa, sick tau.."

Ardian just smiled weakly. However, he did not dare to raise his head. Feeling himself like a bully fly that disturbs the happiness of the grandfather and grandson.

"Lho, how come Grandpa is here?" Zidane could hardly believe seeing who Santi was referring to.

"here, sit. You were told to find information. Grandpa couldn't bear waiting for you. That's why Grandpa's here now."

"The message came in when Grandpa was already standing at the door."

"Grandpa when did he leave?"

"How far is city A and city B? Only twenty minutes to fly up."

"Hmmm. Get there fast." Zidane.

"You guys spend a lot of time on land vehicles. The road trip was time-consuming, spent energy, spent a lot of fuel, spent health as well. The driver must feel his body is not fit and immediately collapsed when he arrived."

In his silence, Ardian confirmed everything that Mr. Akmal said. He himself felt that when visiting the Al-Mukarramah Pesantren.

Zidane stared at the bowed Ardian since his arrival. "Suspect is already in front of Grandpa. Why hasn't Grandpa interrogated her yet?"

"Grandfather plans to directly fight jotos when meeting him. But, when Grandpa went to his house, Sucipto did not want to see Grandpa. Only the house security told Grandpa that their Young Master had been expelled. When we got here. It turns out Grandpa's guess was right that he was here. But, Grandpa became sorry when he saw it was resting at Santi's feet earlier. Grandfather so could not bear to hit him when his condition really was in need of support."

Chayra glanced at her husband while biting his lower lip. "Sister.." she asked slowly.

"Your husband is afraid of you so Grandpa doesn't dare to raise his face."

"Grandpa... don't make Kak Ardian more afraid dong. Actually he's not afraid. Only, the guilt that made him embarrassed, even if just to look at Grandpa.

Akmal looked back at Ardian. "Lift your face, son. Grandpa won't be mad at you. Grandfather appreciates your honesty, willing to admit the act without having to convoluted." Mr. Akmal said seriously. Touching Chayra's arm to move next to Ardian.

Akmal turned to look at Zidane. "Where did you find them?"

"In the garden not far from his house. Ayra asked to be picked up this afternoon. I happen to be meeting someone near that place."

"Your father is so insolent, Ardian. His son was slumped, instead of being corroborated and expelled. As good as he was, the name he kept. He should have disobeyed his own actions. The child is not taken care of, where it can grow into Ustadz."

Zidane who was curious about his Grandfather's words immediately replied. "Where's Grandpa from?"

"Grandfather grew up with his Papa. We are five years old. Grandpa is older than him. But, Grandpa knows the ins and outs of his family. He's the kind of person Grandpa knows. He's also hard to have offspring because there's a past that makes him almost a barren man."

Ardian flinched hearing Mr. Akmal's story. Raise his head slowly. For the first time, he dared to look Mr. Akmal in the face.

"You surprised, son?" Ask Mr. Akmal to Ardian.

Ardian just blinked his eyes.

"Your Papi past is almost the same as your past. Just, he's worse. He went back and forth to the hospital, asked here. Your mother's been on a pregnancy program several times before she was successful and pregnant with you."

Mr. Akmal smiled wryly. "After you've grown up and made a mistake, he's just as easy to throw you out. Turns out she had forgotten how hard she struggled when she wanted a child in her marriage."

Ardian looked back. Shrinking tears that suddenly flow into the river.

"Grandfather just wants to, you prove that you're not a cowardly man like your Papi. S1 you're done?"

"Kok, Grandpa is S1. Brother Ardian has passed S2, Kek. Just waiting for the transfer of the toga pigtails later."

Mr. Akmal was stunned. In his heart he still did not believe Chayra's words.

"If S1. Ardian graduated before marrying me."

"Astagfirullahal'adzim, I'm sorry Grandpa prejudiced you."

Ardian nodded weakly. "It's okay, Cake. Who would have believed that I would indeed pass the S2. Looking at my very bad life before this, surely one would wonder."

"His salary is also eloquent, Cake." Zidane Timpal. "A lot of hadith memorization. I'm teaching him a lecture. He said he still often gerogi when talking in front of many people. But, he had been on leave for several days because he had to prepare himself for the final exam.

Mr. Akmal mangosteen. "Well.. good then. We wait for the information Ismail will bring now."

"What description?"

"Who distributed the video. We'll know after Abah's arrival." Staring at Zidane, Chayra and Ardian in turn.

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