BLIND DATE
Chapters. 89

Grandfather looked out when he heard Tristan's voice.

"That must be that stupid boy," said Mr. Haga growled. Antoni who was sitting by the door turned his head. He nodded.

"That is indeed your grandson, sir," said the mother who knew it was Tristan and his daughter.

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"Isn't this Grandpa's car, sir?" ask Ara who saw the luxury car in the yard. Tristan knows it from far away. He just kept quiet not talking about it.

"Looks."

"How is this sir? Grandpa's gonna be mad at me." I panicked first. "I have promised not to meet and approach, Father. Grandpa banned me." Ara pulled Tristan's arm which lowered the potato sack for a moment.

"You did it, Ara. You didn't make a mistake. Because I came to see you and get close to you. So calm down Ara." Now Tristan is holding this girl's arm to calm her down.

"How can I possibly calm down, sir."

"I know, but try. We'll go inside the house and see Grandpa. Pity you have to accept an uninvited guest." Tristan saw Ara's mother there. What he was afraid of was grandfather putting emphasis on Ara's mother. Chief Ara nodded. Then he breathed.

"I'm home" said Tristan, carrying a sack of potatoes. Ara who was following behind nodded politely. He did not dare to look directly at Master Haga.

"What the fuck is Tristan? Why are you carrying a sack on your shoulder?!" grandpa was surprised. Actually Antoni was the same, but he could still hold his mouth to silence. Not about the potato sack, but because it's Tristan. He's not just any guy. He's a businessman's son. Where all this time never raised such a sack.

I just glanced at Grandfather who was very excited

"Why still help Ara harvest potatoes, Tristan. Didn't you tell me not to do it?" Mom started talking.

"It's okay, Mother." Tristan smile.

"It's okay? You didn't do it at home even when told to, why is it that you're asking for it here?" asked grandpa not to accept. Mom smiled faintly when she heard that.

"Let the sack down. Let Ara herself pick him up." The mother who stood gave Ara the code to take over. This girl understands. He'll move soon enough to take the sack.

"Let me take it" Tristan told Ara. He declined.

"Hey!" shouting grandpa. Tristan doesn't care. He immediately went inside as if he were his own home. Ara followed. He did not want to be looked at by Mr. Haga. Though it was actually pity to imagine mother facing the grandfather alone.

"What does the boy think?" Grandpa who felt neglected chose to sit down. The mother, who kept looking at them until they disappeared, sat down again. "Not choosing to finish work in the office, instead lifting a heavy sack that doesn't even belong to him" grumbled the grandfather.

Antoni who was not nice to Ara's mother, nodded and smiled awkwardly. Actually, I didn't really think much about what this old man said. He was calm enough to face it.

Ara in the back was already panicking while helping Tristan lower the sack.

"Look at Grandpa, sir." Ara started talking.

"Grandfather is grumpy" Tristan said.

"Don't be relaxed, sir. It's a serious matter" Ara said.

"But more seriously when I want to marry you now" Tristan said on target. In a panic situation like this, Tristan can still throw powerful dreadful sentences. Until Ara could not help but blush. His face was slightly red.

"Why do you even fight," said Ara while scratching his forehead misbehaving.

"not combating. I'm talking as is" Tristan said with a smile. "Let's take care of grandpa together."

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