"Is what you said serious?" asked Oma, a response that Devan never expected.
"Have I been lying all this ti, Grandma?" Devan replied, this ti he spoke very seriously.
"I never do anything for no apparent reason," he added again and it managed to make Grandma freeze on the spot.
"You have proof?" asked Grandma lowering her voice.
"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just..."
"Does Grandma want to see the evidence?" asked Devan imdiately cutting off the old woman's words.
"Eh?"
"Later Grandma, you will see for yourself, and I'm sure this will be sothing big," said Devan again.
"So you want to break this relationship?"
"I never play with my words, Grandma," replied Devan.
"Hmm, fine. Do whatever is best in your opinion," said Oma.
"Thank you, Grandma," said Devan.
The old woman only smiled, but it was only a few seconds when she suddenly rembered sothing.
"Oh, can I ask you sothing?"
"What is it, Grandma?"
"Who is the woman nad Anna?" asked Grandma.
Devan's brow furrowed.
Seeing his grandson's response, "What is your relationship with that woman, dear?" asked Grandma softly.
"So what happened Grandma? How did you know that woman?" instead of answering, Devan even asked back.
"I just want to know, May I?"
"She is my future wife, Grandma," Devan answered honestly.
"Eh? What do you an? Is it because of this you also want to cancel your wedding?" asked Grandma.
"For the past few years, I don't have anything to do with Byanca, Grandma. So it's only natural that I'm attracted to other won, not to ntion she has given birth to my son," explained Devan, not at all intending to hide anything from Grandma, because he knew sooner or later, everyone would know this, including Grandma.
Like being struck by lightning, Grandma's body froze. Trying to digest his grandson's words.
"And the woman I should marry is Anna, Grandma, not Byanca. The child in Byanca's womb is not mine, how can I have a child with her if I never touch her," said Devan again when he saw the old woman's response.
"I broke up with Byanca a few years ago, but Mom always insisted on making Byanca my wife, leaving with no other choice, Grandma. But that was before I found out that Anna had given birth to my child without my knowledge," he added in one breath.
"Oh my God… Devan. Why are you telling now, honey?" said Grandma. She didn't know how to respond, it turned out that his grandson's love relationship was so complicated.
"So all this ti, I've had grandchildren?" she asked again, her eyes shining brightly.
Devan nodded in approval.
"Oh my God, why are you hiding such a big secret from ? So where is my grandson now?"
"Where is my grandson? Is my grandson living well? Does his mother treat him well? Are all his needs well catered for?"
"How old is My grandson?"
"Who is the na?" Grandma stord Devan with a thousand questions in a row.
"Grandma wants to know?" asked Devan with a smile. He never expected Grandma's response would be like this.
"Of course. Where does my grandson live? I want to see," asked Grandma again.
"Wouldn't Grandma be afraid that my mother would be angry?"
Grandma was silent for a mont.
Seeing this, Devan chuckled, "Later, when my business with Byanca is over, I will take Grandma to see them," said Devan.
"Is that true?"
"Yes, I am. After all, I have promised to marry her," replied Devan.
"That's how it should be, rather than marrying another woman, you should marry her. Even though I've never t her, I'm sure she must be very beautiful," said Grandma.
Their conversation was very relaxed, as if nothing was a problem, as if there was nothing to worry about.
"But you have proof, don't you, Devan? Can you prove that the child in Byanca's womb is not your mine?" asked Grandma to be sure. Not without reason, she did it because she did not want his grandson to make a mistake just because of love and end up suffering.
"Yes, Grandma. Don't worry."
"If you have the proof, then why didn't you show it to everyone while they were still gathered earlier?" asked Grandma.
"I want to do it, Grandma. My purpose here is also to say everything, it's just that sohow when faced with Mother, I don't know where to start," replied Devan. Indeed, in the Atmadja family, Mrs. Seira is soone who is known to have the toughest character among the other family mbers, however, that doesn't an she doesn't have empathy and compassion.
"Hmm, I understand your feelings. Then you have to find the right ti, Devan," said Grandma.
"I already have a plan, Grandma," replied the man. He didn't know when the two of them beca close as they are now. Usually, their conversation is limited to greeting each other and talking about other general things, very different from Leo's.
"Ahh yeah, I wanted to tell you that the day after tomorrow maybe your wedding invitations have started to be distributed. If you want to end your relationship, do it as soon as possible before things get worse," said Grandma.
"Yes, Grandma. Don't worry about ," Devan replied.
Hearing that, Grandma just nodded in response.
"Ah yes, you haven't answered my question earlier, Devan," said Grandma.
"Which is your question, Grandma?"
"About my grandson, how old is he and what's his na?" asked Grandma again repeating the sa question as before.
"Does Grandma want to know?" he asked.
"Of course, if I haven't been able to et them, at least I know his na and age," replied the old woman.
"Dave, Grandma. His na is Dave, maybe just over four years old?"
"Dave?" Grandma's brow furrowed, she felt like she was familiar with that na.
"What's wrong, Grandma?"
"Ah no, no, I just think I've heard his na, but I forget where and when," replied Grandma.
"Maybe the Dave that your ans is soone else," said Devan.
"Hmm, maybe yes. He's four years old, you say?"
"Yes, I am, Grandma."
"Then why are you just saying it now?" asked Grandma.
"I just found out too, Grandma."
"Uh, what do you an?" The old woman's brow furrowed in confusion.
"It's a very long story, Grandma. If I have ti I will tell it," said Devan.
"Ah yes, Leo also knows this, if Grandma can't wait, Grandma just ask Leo," he added.
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