Mr. Tajir Fall in Love
Grandpa, Grandson, Grandchild

"Really, right?" tanya Bagas heard the happy news from Blue who called that afternoon.

"Yes, this morning Blue brought the Sky to the midwife. Uh, first midwife closes because she gave birth all. So to the second midwife. USG is also visible. The gender does not know yet. Anyway the important thing is there and healthy," said Blue.

Bagas was relieved by Blue's words. He was always worried about the curse in his family, only according to someone he trusted, the innocent heart of Blue and Sky would break it all.

"You shouldn't refuse when Grandpa buys a house. Your wife should have a comfortable environment" Bagas suggested.

Blue refused. "This environment is more comfortable than anything. Many neighbors look after each other and care for each other. Knowing Sky was pregnant, they came to bring food. Help you plan a four-month party. The fathers here also gave Blue advice like Blue's own father. What's uncomfortable?"

Bagas' heart will be stronger every time he hears the words of his grandson this one. Since childhood although the family Bamantara others call Blue born with a curse, it is precisely he who most makes Bagas feel calm. Every time his little hand touched Bagas and deflected candy.

"Grandfather, eat this. Sweet. Must not cry anymore. Look, got a flickering light!" Blue even deliberately highlighted the diamond candy with a flashlight. (Not a real diamond, just the same sparkle. Diamonds are eaten instead of good, even make the intestines leak)

"If the gramps continue, his eyes will be like a chef's fish," Blue scolded while shaking his waist.

Now the little toddler who likes to play chess is already growing up. "You're smart. Now I want to have children. Should have graduated college quickly. Let's focus on working in the office" Bagas suggested.

Hearing that, Blue thought hard. Not not want to. "If Blue works in an office, Blue will not go to a company owned by Bamantara. Better Blue has his own business. Blue plans to open a service place hape. Pretty, Cake. Blue can be hundreds of thousands this month."

That's whatever his granddaughter, Blue has a strong determination like Angga has. Only, Blue's heart is so white as Mira's. "Why?" tanya Bagas fished for Blue to reveal her thoughts.

"Blue knows what superstitions you believe in. I also understood what the king meant that grandfather often called. Only Blue doesn't want to be king, especially if you have to take it from Blue's own brother."

Bagas. "As you may think, you are smart. Bamantara group needs people like you."

Blue shakes. "Grandfather wrong. Companies built on ambition only need people who are full of ambition. Blue is not that kind of person."

"Nobody can stop you. That's your choice. Just grandpa keep telling you to graduate college. Not for grandfather, but for your little family" Bagas said.

That part, Grandpa wasn't wrong. "Ready! Just don't make Blue have to scramble with Surya. Blue is adult. Surya is still a child. We are different levels. Surya iqra just never graduated. Blue already wants iqra five now," said Blue proudly.

Bagas until laughter made Blue. "What gift do you want from your grandfather?" ask Bagas.

Bagas immediately agreed. "Grandfather was old, began to learn to pray. Roni can teach you. Our treasure cannot be taken to death. Grandpa knows that," advises Blue.

Bagas. He also forgot when he prayed the last time. Even his family never reminded him.

"Blue feels lucky to live here. Although you feel the meat not every day, but the stomach is always full. While there, no matter how good the food is still I sleep in hunger. There is no food that makes me tasteful" replied Blue.

Almost fell in tears Bagas heard that. Many people often advise him about the meaning of life, but hearing it from his own grandson is so touching into the heart.

That night Blue was relieved. Before he hung up the phone and said his greetings, his grandfather replied. "Why? Happy again, huh?"

Blue nods. He got into bed and rubbed his wife's stomach. "I just talked to Grandpa. I miss him. Later play there, all thanks grandfather iqra," replied Blue.

Before long Blue kissed the belly of the Sky. "My son wants you to be beautiful or handsome, that's your right. Don't forget, huh? If you want to read the prayer first," his advice.

Sky laughs. "Don't you ask your baby to read iqra, too?" ask Sky.

Blue laughs complacently. "Where's the entrance? When you spend the bulls," said Blue.

"Well, what would she be born to be called?"

"Just mama. Let's like Melly Goeslow's song."

"I'd like to be called Papah."

"The mother's partner is not a father, why be papah?"

"Not a pair is okay either. We're not flip-flops, La!" blue Protest.

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