
"Now gini, Dek. Dayyan whose son?" Givan knew one of his daughters was more sensitive to logic when spoken to.
"My son, Dad." Ceysa pulled her lips in.
"Okay, your son. Then you take care of it, right?" Givan deliberately spelled out little by little.
"Yes, Dad." Ceysa had a hard time guessing and understanding the intentions of her parents. Because according to him, his parents' thinking is more complicated than a translation of lessons that he immediately understood and mastered.
"You don't want Dayyan hidden here? In a sense, you want to be here?" Givan back peeling his point.
"Eummmm…." Ceysa began to dive into her father's thoughts.
"So it's not working yet, Dek. You guys have to work together, to enlarge Lendra's mange efforts for you. I can only zoom in until here, I was released to you a few days ago we screwed it up, right? If you're there, Dayyan will be there with you. If Dayyan has to be here to be socialized, then Dayyan should be your son. Then you don't have to get married. Continue your studies and focus on your education. You there continue to grow from Lendra's mangge, without knowing anything about Dayyan's growth." Givan is sure, with this all his son's thoughts are open and willing to be given the best advice.
"No, Dad. Dayyan has to be with me." Ceysa swung her father's arm.
"Yes means follow the advice, Ceysa is beautiful. It's nothing, so the business is not too long must deliberation many times in the village hall. Dad's been traumatized, Dek. Ribet is amazing, one problem that extends to. Not just one deliberation, but several times until finally the problem is so tapered and increasingly complex. Until the end, strict and severe sanctions must be carried out, because the main point that wants to be debated is only one, but ultimately the impact to the problem that does not want to be peeled there. Don't make the Dream Crack story, repeated here. This is your brother's struggle story, don't make him complicated just in one sister only. The conflicts for your sisters haven't gone up. Kasian, readers will be tired of your conflicts." Givan spoke softly, to be conveyed in his son's heart and brain.
"But I'm going to take Key's cake, raise Kaleel with Biyung and Dad's help." Ceysa doubts that she is able to take care of her own child.
"There's Hadi, Ceysa." Hadi wants them to be independent without the help of parents.
"But…." Ceysa glanced at her father, she wanted to stay gathered near his father.
"Near, Deck. An hour and a half drive from the palm fields to here?" Givan just wants his son to be excited without having to be judged by the mouth of the citizens.
"But it's still a long way from Biyung and Dad." Ceysa bowed lethargic.
"You also have to take care of your college that leaves on Saturday Sunday, Di." Chandra forgot his name.
"This, Van. For Hadi's college, we will be equally responsible for him becoming a bachelor. But I beg for cooperation, so that Hadi can make his own money. He was still a kid cake, he had no thoughts of cake Zio who already wanted to have his own business, wanted to be established and wanted to buy this. We're not going to let go of that, we're definitely giving him rations for his living expenses and Ceysa. Yes maybe, enough to eat and snack. I just need you, to educate Hadi so that he can develop his own business." Zuhdi was already thinking about the lives of his children after the wedding.
"You take it easy, Ceysa can handle their economy. You should know your son's basics, Di. I can't make him the owner of the cooking oil factory, because that's not his interest. Worried, he works half-heartedly and willingly to work just to maintain the company, not to advance. I don't know what your son's interest is, because my interaction with him and him don't depend on my interaction with my children. Different Zio likes the car, because from him little he rode the car as well as me, he was curious what the use of the button in this car. Even yesterday I was on the wrong path to develop him, as a result the distro has no results even though it can return the capital as well. But right, his efforts did not develop and even nyungsep because he actually did not interest. Chandra, the other girls. You know, it's really hard to develop a girl's interest. Because what? Because they dream more of being a queen in their respective homes. How is key? Mom, just mamah. That goes on, just as his mother is giving effort. Take the middle way, because it was intended from the beginning, yes take a confidant. His name is a man, there is a worry in spite of legal agreements and oaths. Pets sometimes bite, let alone others who are given great trust for our company. Bede Chandra, would like to develop because he is aware that the biggest responsibility is in his hands." Givan lowered his voice at the end of the story.
"You're right, Van." Zuhdi nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, another Hadi that I don't know her interests. What athlete? Every afternoon he plays ball." Givan set his sights on Hadi.
Mixed laughter melted the atmosphere.
"Well that. Meanwhile, Ceysa has a business legacy from her biological father. I was mandated and able to develop to that extent. I also thought, that Ceysa's dream was the same kek Key and Jasmine. Where, they just want to be the queen in their house. Not wanting to be the boss for their business, or the boss for her husband. If Hadi can't bring the fields and start the company that Ceysa wants to build, will the service of the people of trust again?" Givan was already thinking about the future of Ceysa and Hadi to move the effort they had. He was worried that the effort he had been struggling with all this time, was even crushed in the hands of his son-in-law.
"He helped run the coffee fields, Bang." Giska felt that his eldest son played a major role in the inheritance he had from his father.
"Then, keep going. You go to college, what the hell?" Givan knitted his brows and watched Hadi.
"Civil engineering" Hadi replied later.
"Yes, be the Abu's cake-builder again, then?" Givan does not know for sure what fate brings Hadi luck in what endeavors.
"When I was interested, when I joined Abu to build a bridge in the city area. So the thought of me passing High School, wanting to be able to build a bridge too. The bridge in front of the terrace. The shadows I've been playing, about the building. Just yeah, I can run too. I can cultivate the soil, the composition of fertilizer I understand, nurseries of all kinds yes I understand. I can ride a motorcycle, always nyamperin grandfather to the field. For the industry, the cake processing plant is so, I don't know. I've never been to papa's coffee processing, because I've never been invited." Be honest about what he wants.
"I think it can be discussed later. When should they get married? I don't want them living together or interacting because Dayyan doesn't have any ties." Canda opened his voice after a long time just listening.
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