BLIND DATE
Chapters. 44

Not stopping by showing up at Tristan's apartment, grandfather also wants Tristan to come to his house with Ara. Looks like Ara was really tested for the eligibility of a daughter-in-law. Because this is the first time Tristan has officially brought a woman to her.

"What meda? Didn't I tell you that we're going to Grandpa's?" tristan asked as he came home from the office to see the girl busy in the pantry. It's a holiday.

"I'm making a cake for grandpa."

"Don't make things pointless. My grandfather had diabetes. He won't eat your cake because of the doctor's advice."

"I already know, sir. I asked Antoni." Ara was not discouraged. He said it with a smile. "I've been using sugar

"Antony? So now you've been able to contact him without my knowledge?" Wrinkle Tristan wrinkled. "How long have you been doing it?"

"Oh, that's because Antoni thanked me for lunch. He gave me his phone number when I wanted to go home if I ever asked for help. Outside of time he works, of course, sir."

"You have an appointment with Antoni outside of work?" tristan asked who kept asking. Ara was in interrogation.

"not Sir. Antoni just said everything just in case I needed help," said Ara who felt caught.

"Whatever. Prepare yourself quickly if I say leave." Tristan immediately cut Ara's sentence and walked towards the balcony.

"Good, sir." Ara who was still in a dabble nodded.

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With the cake box in the deck, Ara slightly wished she could be confident and reduce the fear that appeared suddenly. The housekeeper greeted the arrival of the young master enthusiastically.

"Welcome, Sir. It seems like you haven't come to this house for a very long time." It seems Tristan's relationship with the people in Haga's master's house is so familiar. Although Tristan was very stiff in the office, his attitude was very warm at home. Ara felt overwhelmed.

"Grandpa where?" tristan asked who did not see the old man appear to welcome.

"He's in the garden, sir."

"Tell Grandpa that I'm coming with Ara."

"Good, Sir."

"It looks like it's better that we come there." Ara gave a suggestion. Tristan looked at Ara straight.

"In this scorching afternoon you will faint if you go there."

"I'm used to being exposed to the hot sun" said Ara. As a village girl, she was used to being exposed to the hot sun while in the fields.

"Your clothes are not suitable for the field" Tristan said.

"No problem. I can handle it." Tristan growled as Ara continued to argue. Seeing his young master arguing with his lover, the servant asked back for a moment.

"What do you mean keep arguing with me, Ara?"

"Sorry, Sir. Grandpa asked you to wait." The waiter appeared again.

"I'll go to the garden, sir ..." Ara immediately expressed her wish. The servant's eyeballs were shocked. Then glanced at Tristan doubtfully. This man sighed. Feel defeated.

"Antar him. I'll follow you there" Tristan said. The old man's servant guided Ara towards the back door. Ara's eyeballs briefly glanced at Tristan before opening the back door. He was looking at his phone with happy eyes.

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Grandpa was walking to monitor his vineyard. Ara was amazed by the vineyards that were not so spacious but grew with abundant grapes.

"Good day, Grandpa." Ara bent her body slightly to greet master Haga.

"Yes noon. Didn't I say wait for me?"

"sorry. Ara just wanted to see Grandpa's garden. If only Ara could help." Ara who was determined to be kind immediately launched an action. Although tense, he tried well.

"helpful? You?" Again an understatement. Ara doesn't care. The pay he received was a lot. So he has to try well. "Huh." Grandpa grunting.

"true."

"What's that?" asked grandfather with his eyes towards the package that Ara was carrying.

"Oh, yes. Ara forgot. Ara bring something for Grandpa." Ara forgot her innards. "It's sponge cake for grandpa."

"I can't eat sweet things. Just bring the cake home again," he refused and threw his face in the other direction.

"Eatya Ara make this cake special."

"I can buy it at a great price." The reality is yes. This old man could afford everything.

"But rarely does anyone make a special sponge for Grandpa's diabetes."

"You know I have diabetes?" ask Mr. Price surprised. He immediately turned to Ara and was very surprised.

"Tristan is a good grandson. He's worried about Grandpa's situation. Tristan says Grandpa actually likes sweet foods but is often banned by doctors" Ara said.

Tristan, who had appeared there, was about to approach at that moment, but he stopped when Ara mentioned his name.

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