
"Would you like to come here?" tanya Oma pierced Baskara's heart.
After marriage, he is no longer allowed to go there. His arrival is now in question.
They are now sitting in the living room. With tea and biscuits on the table.
Dusk is not unusual with situations like this. Especially the look of Oma who looks not like it. Also the centile girl who always tries to get the attention of her husband.
"Why didn't Oma come to the bus wedding yesterday? don't you love Bas anymore?"
It is firm. But the woman loved him very much first. Before he asked for permission to marry.
"Do you still think of me as your Oma after refuting my words?!" again Oma glanced at Dusk disliked. Even his presence there was invisible. Not asked at all.
"Only for the sake of a girl do you dare to fight Oma who loved you since childhood!" The twilight is getting closer to hearing it. His family is a harmonious family that supports each other. Even if someone disagrees, they will talk about it carefully. Not like this moment when Oma spoke in a high tone.
"Did this girl seduce you until you decided to get married at this age?! or even she is already pregnant and asking you to take responsibility?!"
The body of the Twilight stiffened. He never thought he would hear something like that shown to him.
"OMA!" Baskara reflexively snapped at the Oma. Makes the woman tickle. "Senja my wife now, Oma. I hope Oma can take care of Oma's words more and appreciate her more."
"You even dare to yell at Oma now!" Oma grunted increasingly irritated.
"That's because of Oma herself! Dusk is not that kind of girl. Our marriage happened because Bas proposed to him. He doesn't even know that Bas likes him, Oma!"
"That's your stupid! blinded by a pretty girl." - taunted Oma. "If you and your wife are smart. You're not getting married this young!"
Dusk remained silent trying to be patient. Although his heart was quite sick of accepting rejection.
If only he had known this matter first. He won't accept Baskara's proposal yesterday. He will wait until he gets the blessing of everyone closest to him. So that something like this never happens.
But how to. Rice has become porridge. He just had to pierce and try how the porridge could taste good to eat. By adding seasonings and other complements that will make it beautiful and tasty to eat.
So is their relationship now. He just had to prove what Oma was worried about his granddaughter would never happen.
"Example Grace. Besides being beautiful, she also excels in education. Put aside the issue of romance before his ideals materialize."
Baskara was only able to snort in the heart. If only he had not taken the heart of the Oma. He must have exposed all the ugliness of Grace in front of Oma.
Grace is a distant relative of Baskara. The girl is the granddaughter of his cousin Omanya.
Grace's mother used to be close to Aldo-ayah Baskara. Since Oma has only one son, Oma takes care of Grace's mother like her own daughter.
So did Grace who was already like Oma's own granddaughter. In the past Oma would have betrothed them. But luckily the Opa and his father did not agree. Making Oma give up and freeing her to make her own choices.
Although Baskara never wanted to get close to Grace. But he also knew everything about the girl.
The grandson Omanya is proud of is the girl who often goes in and out of night clubs.
Grace didn't come to drink orange juice like her wife. Of course what Grace ordered was various types of liquor.
Even one of her friends who often saw Grace at the club when she was in high school, said that Grace was not the girl who would fall with just one or two bottles of wine. Her friend admitted that Grace was great at it.
Grace's dating style is also free.
From what Baskara heard, Grace used to sleep with her lovers. Putting aside the eastern norms that the Lazuardi family held tightly to.
He just did not want to make Oma disappointed with the granddaughter he was so proud of.
Of course he was more proud of her before he defied Oma's ban on marriage.
"We are also still continuing the Oma lecture. We will continue to achieve the ideals and future that we have compiled before."
Oma smiled mockingly. From his smile it was seen that Oma did not believe what Baskara said.
Oma's gaze turned to Dusk. As if to say if Oma is not sure Dusk will be able to carry out his two obligations simultaneously.
Duties as a student are also obligations as a wife.
"The time he usually uses to do the task. Later it could be used up just to serve you on the bed." added Oma. Even with a sisnis tone. But the word he spoke was advice for two young people who he thought were too rash in making decisions.
"And Oma was sure she couldn't cook. Look at the background of his family. Must be he's used to being pampered in the family."
Dusk bit his deep lips. He is usually spoiled. But now he can cook even though it is not as good as cooking at home.
Luckily, Baskara was teaching him how to cook. At least it's not too bad in front of Oma right now. He can lift his chin even a little.
"Who said?" sangkal Baskara direct. "Senja can cook. Oma will have to try my wife's cooking. Oma would have liked it."
Oma shook her hand. Put that fact aside. And continue with his words.
"And do you think how troublesome you will be if you have children while you are still in college?"
"We're about to graduate Oma!" baskara Protest.
"Shut up! don't keep cutting out Oma's words!"
Baskara closed her mouth tightly with a frown.
"You guys are too young. What you take is still following emotions not common sense."
"Oma just doesn't want to hear that someday you're gonna file divorce papers in court because you're emotional."
"And Oma also does not want your child to be the victim of your immature nature."
"Can't think ripe and reckless!"
Baskara shuffled beside the Oma. Hugged the old woman from the side and kissed her cheek.
"Thank you Oma has cared and thought about our fate" he said. Even though she doesn't like it, Oma still cares about her marriage. "But Bas promises to be a good and responsible husband."
"Must!" oma Sahut. "You ask girls nice guys. The boy was treated very well by his family. So you should also be able to treat her well."
Baskara nodded steadily. Back to kissing the Oma. "Bas' promise will treat Bas's wife very well. And Bas promises what Oma was worried about will never happen."
Oma nodded and patted gently Baskara's hand on her shoulder.
"Bas pray to be a good husband Oma. And Bas begs the blessing of Oma so that the Bas household can run well."
Oma did not answer. The woman moved her hand calling for Dusk to sit next to him.
With a slight hesitation, Dusk sat down beside Oma.
"Welcome to the Lazuardi family, Dusk. May you be a good wife to Oma's wayward grandson."
Baskara's Smile and Dusk expands. Both were held warmly by Oma.
While Grace had already stomped her feet and left the living room in annoyance.
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Sorry if the flow is slow. Othor wanted to make a lot of chapters.