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21. Dinner

Praja stared unhappily at the photo that was in the box that had just been sent by the maid into her room and of course she was now in the room of her room on the floor the two were exactly next to the girl's room which had made her dizzy.

Praja breathes heavily. He closed the box and pushed it away. Just look at his face that looks stiff exactly like the one who got caught wet after stealing.

"God, why that girl?"

He squeezed his dizzy head. Just turned 24 hours girl in this house but she has been dizzy like this.

Praja glanced at the surface of the door that had been knocked from the outside. He looked back down as if he had no intention of answering. Praja knows who's behind the door.

"King!" call Sumbawa who finally calls.

There was no response from Praja. The man remained silent while putting up his watch.

"Did you hang yourself inside?"

"Silence and just go in!"

Sumbawa smiled from the outside after hearing the answer from her grandson. Sumbawa opened the door and smiled revealing her neatly arranged teeth.

"Can Opah come in?"

"Didn't Opah hear what I said?"

Sumbawa's smile vanished from her lips. He let out a short breath and then stepped into the room.

"Have you taken a shower?"

Praja frowned looking at her Opposition for a moment and grabbed the book on the table and opened it.

"According to Opah?"

Sumbawa laughed stiffly. It seems that the question he asked was very wrong. Of course the man had taken a bath with his clothes changed and even he could smell the fragrance on Praja's body even though the grandson was not too close to him.

Praja glanced silently at her opponent who seemed to be scratching his head and combing his tiled hair backwards.

"What is the purpose of Opah coming here?"

Sumbawa smiled again. He intended to step closer to Praja but seeing the man's flat face made him undo his intentions.

"Ah, Opah wants to take you to dinner downstairs. Let's just say this dinner is a wedding gift. There's no Sandigo-" below either"

"Is there a girl there too?" cut Praja makes both lips of Sumbawa tightly closed. His breath seemed to be stuck in the chest.

"Em, well of course, hahaha."

"I don't want to eat if the girl's at the dinner table."

"Why is that?"

"Because I don't like."

"Huh, Praja! Come on, kid! She's just an ordinary girl who doesn't know anything. So that means you're scared of that girl?"

Praja looked confused. He who had been sitting on the edge of his mattress looked up at Sumbawa who was smiling ignorantly while raising his eyebrows.

Praja smiled cynically. He closed the book and focused on looking at Sumbawa.

"Who? Who's scared?"

"You, who else? You refused to eat dinner on the grounds that the girl also ate together so can't it be said to be afraid?"

"I'm not afraid."

"You're scared, very scared."

"No!"

"Well then come have dinner with us and if you don't come down for the night then you're automatically scared of the girl," he said as he stepped back out of the room and lastly he closed the door tightly.

Praja grunts annoyed. Both of his eyes were sharpened. His opinion challenged him.

"Fearful? Who's afraid? Praja was never afraid of anyone but God."

Praja got up from the bed, stepped out of the room room towards the dining table. He should come and show his Opposition if he is not afraid of the girl.

Praja slowed down his steps when he arrived at the dinner table making Sumbawa and Uci turn at the same time.

Praja glanced at the girl at a glance. Throwing a glance at the innocent gaze Uci looked at him as he walked until he sat down on the chair. He moved his head to look at Sumbawa and Uci who were still staring at him.

"What's wrong? Are you full after seeing me?" tanya Praja is uncomfortable.

Sumbawa smiled a little. He looked down at the food that was still plenty. Praja sighed, finally she was freed from her Opposition gaze. Praja's eyes stopped staring at the girl who was wearing a nightgown with the picture of Hello Kitty who kept staring at her.

"What's wrong?" tanya Praja in the middle of silence made Sumbawa turn her head.

"What else is it?" ask Sumbawa.

Praja turned her chin to point at Uci who was still looking at her with a plain tide face.

"Then what's wrong if he sees you?"

Praja fell silent and followed the girl with eyes that made the atmosphere cold.

"He keeps looking at me, Opah!" he said not accept.

"He has eyes. Opah can't close both her eyes to keep from seeing you."

Praja sighed. He looked away trying to ignore the childish girl's gaze but it wasn't easy. It just keeps making it uncomfortable.

The girl seemed to occasionally feed her mouth as her two fixed eyes stared at the man who was trying to remain unconcerned.

"Sir!"

Praja's forehead folded with her eyebrows frowning after hearing the tiny voice that the girl had just uttered.

"What's up, son?"

"Hook for chicken!" besought. He thrust his empty plate that made Sumbawa gaping.

Sumbawa turned to look at Praja who looks still busy at her eating activities as if not surprised by what Uci said.

"What do you want?"

"Chicken."

Sumbawa laughs. Now he is convinced that his son-in-law who does not have a high body like the wife of Sandigo is a girl who is really like a child.

"How much do you want?"

"Uci want-"

"Why don't you just take it yourself?" cut Praja makes Sumbawa who is lifting the plate containing the chicken turned to look at Praja.

"Kiss is usually taken. Uci never take food by themselves."

"I don't care. You have hands, right? So take it yourself and don't bother anyone else!"

Uci was speechless with his pouting face making Praja smile inwardly. He could finally scold the girl.

The sound of a small sobbing sounded making Praja surprised. Both of his eyes were rounded staring unexpectedly at the figure of the girl who was rubbing her wet eyes. The girl's shoulders went up and down making Praja sure that the girl was really crying.

Sumbawa breathed a heavy sigh. He held his head that felt dizzy.

"Look! You made her cry!"

"But I didn't do anything."

"Hem!" Push it while moving his index finger.

"You've obviously made a mistake."

"But I'm"

"You scolded him."

Praja smiled cynically. God, spoiled this village girl.

"Sci! Stop crying! Opah will give you a lot of chicken! You agree?"

Uci shaking. He's still crying.

"Then what do you want?"

"Di-di-he was angry," her crying again broke making Praja touch her painful forehead after hearing that crying voice.

"Not to cry! Em, he's gonna apologize."

Praja flinched in shock. He blinked his eyes several times not believing what his opponent was saying.

"Yes, isn't it Praja?"

"What?"

"You want to, don't you apologize?"

Praja clicked her lips in annoyance.

"Opah, I-I"

"Just do it so that the girl doesn't cry anymore!"

Praja's lips curl strong. Resisting his frustration that he could no longer bear. It's impossible to apologize. There was no apology on the Thursday.

A Praja said an apology, this is impossible.

"King! Comeon!"