Not as Beautiful as His Love Poems
Knitting Clothes for Grandchildren

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I can't get together today. I'm not feeling well anymore."

"Oh so. Yes, no, papa. Mom rest at home. Get well soon, ma'am." said a voice on Ms. Dona's phone that turned out to be her social friend.

"Yes, ma'am, thanks for understanding. We gather together again sometime, ma'am." said Miss Dona hung up.

"Roof... Because of the males go to gather together, I have to make excuses like this. Today I just want to be home." said Ms. Dona, leaning back on the sofa in the living room.

"I continued knitting again." he said, taking the knit on the table in front of him and his hands were busy continuing the knit again with a bright smile that rose on his face and unceasingly hummed ria.

"Hhh... I don't like my daughter-in-law very much, but why am I knitting clothes for her grandchildren?" mind pondered.

"But, after all, the child she conceived was Bram's son, my grandson as well. And I can't deny, I've also been very eager to have grandchildren, like my socialite friends who like to show their cute grandkids." said Ms. Dona, there is great hope and desire in his heart to be able to hold a grandchild even though he does not like his son-in-law.

"Duh, suddenly so thirsty" said Miss Dona, calling a servant, but the servant she called did not come, nor did the other servant.

"Any? Where are they all going?" ask Miss Dona confused. He so the adjustment and went to the kitchen checking and sure enough there was a bustling sound from there.

"They were busy chatting here apparently." Bu Dona's mind was a little upset.

"What are you doing?" her question made the servants shocked by her voice.

"Mad lady. M-I'm sorry, ma'am." the servants of the club panicked to see their mistress already standing before them.

"It turns out they're again raving young mangoes that Lena brought in yesterday, huh?" batin Bu Dona saw a voice on the table whose servants ate while chatting until they did not hear the call from earlier.

"Oh yeah, no papa. They need to relax and rest too. But...why did my son-in-law bring so many young mangoes here? Though we will have a lot of fruits and not lack of stock also in the refrigerator." inner again.

Since the presence of my son-in-law, somehow everything has changed.My husband and son who used to always spend time with me, now is not so anymore.

My husband and son have no time with me. Yes. although I know that they are so too because they are busy taking care of the company. No papa, no papa, I understand.

I don't like it and I have jealousy as well. But since my daughter-in-law is pregnant with my granddaughter, I was confused as to how. Should I finally accept it with a chest?

"Mrs? Mrs?"

"Huh? Oh?" Ms. Dona was shocked and realized from her daydreams hearing her confused servants and waiting for her orders from earlier.

"Ehem, make some tea quickly."

"Good, madam."

Ms. Dona went back to the living room to continue knitting it again.

"Well, the lady's crochet is so nice and funny." praise the waiter in amazement. Ms. Dona smiled proudly to show off her small and cute orange knitted clothes.

"Tick it all up, yeah." tell Miss Dona to the waiter to put her knitting tools on the table.

"I'll save this first." Inner Bu Dona was happy and went to the room to save the knit to the wardrobe.

Chequek!

"Eh? In fact, one of the cabinets opens." said Ms. Dona chuckles herself because she accidentally opened her husband's closet.

When you want to close the closet, somehow there is a small box placed at the bottom of the closet that attracts his attention.

"It... "