Joint System

Joint System
Chapter 64's


Ryan wanted to feed the System, but with the arrival of Ayu and her parents he didn't.


"Thank you so much for helping us, son! We can't imagine what would happen to us if you didn't come to our aid!" sean said with full sincerity that emanated from every word that came out of his mouth.


"ah! It's just a little thing Uncle Sean! I'm sorry that I have learned the names of the uncles of the two people who were my opponents before!" ryan said with a little chat.


"No need to apologize young man! If you can find out what your name is?" ask Sean.


"His name is Ryan!" ayu said excitedly ahead of Ryan so Ryan could only smile.


"Oh.. Ryan's? What a name!" sean said while nodding his head.


"alright.. It is not good to chat while standing like this! Let's go in first, Ryan!" invite Sinta to enter the simple residence behind her.


"ah! Damn right! I really have no manners towards my guests and helpers! Haha.. Please forgive me, Ryan!" sean said with a chuckle.


The four entered the simple misfortune of the family of Ayu Puspita and Ryan was welcome to sit in a rattan chair that looked very simple but elegant. Ryan from childhood had loved art, and when he saw a chair made of rattan he was eager to make or buy it.


"This wicker chair is so elegant Uncle Sean!" ryan said as he opened the word.


"Haha.. It was the best rattan chair I've ever had, because given his age alone it was older than the age of bakwan himself! Hahaha.." said Sean with a crisp laugh.


"Whata! Does that mean.." Ryan could not continue his words.


"That's right! The rattan chair was even handmade from my ancestor number five or commonly known as the great-grandfather!" sean explained.


Ryan could only shake his head as it turned out that this elegant looking rattan chair was an antique that was hundreds of years old. It is fitting that he feels like an aura that makes him interested even though only a rattan chair that can be found or purchased from rattan chair traders scattered in this city.


[Master can make the rattan chair as a stick after straightening and the rattan cane is very strong beyond the strength of steel!] system suddenly.


"Whataa! Is that a special Tem?" asked Ryan in surprise.


[Maybe you've watched the TV series Sun Go Kong. Nah.. That stick if made from this rattan chair can be that strong! The specialty is that the rattan stick will be very light but the level of hardness is incredible!] the System again.


"W-You're not kidding me, are you Tem?" ryan asked in a stammer even though he was currently talking through thoughts.


[Sad! When did this good and cool System lie to you? Nevermind! It is better that you offer a price to the middle-aged man in front of you to buy the wicker chair that you are sitting on!] say the system yes salat do not want to argue.


Sean, who saw Ryan standing still after hearing the revelation from him, felt that the young man in front of him was too surprised by the age of the rattan chair he was sitting on.


"Ehem! Want Ryan! Are you all right?" sean asked Ryan to wake up from his daydream.


"ah! Sorry-sorry! I was too surprised to hear the age of the chair I was sitting in was older than my uncle's age! Hehehe." said Ryan while chuckling and making excuses.


Sean only smiled when he heard the words from Ryan that turned out to be the same as what he batted.


"I've guessed that Ryan's son would definitely be surprised! But it's just a chair! Up to any time it will only remain a useless chair except just to be occupied!" sean said with a smile.


"Ehem! Look at Uncle Sean! I'm a person who really likes art, what if I made an offer to Uncle Sean to sell this wicker chair! Uncle can mention the price, later I will directly transfer it!" ryan said that he started the action.


Sean shook his head in disapproval of what Ryan was asking for.


"The wicker chair is not something that is valuable in Ryan's eyes except just a work of art! But for us, especially for me, that rattan chair is an ancestral relic that I must guard until I will pass it down to the next generation!" sean immediately rejected Ryan's proposal.


Ryan was made to frown because it turned out that the middle-aged man who was none other than Ayu's father was very cool to hold a hereditary tradition. Ryan wanted to say again, but before he opened his mouth a woman's voice that was none other than Sinta's or Ayu's mother's was heard from behind the door of the middle room.


"Why are you always so stubborn as that husband? There have been many people who offer the rattan chair but you always reject it just like that and say it will lower it to our children! What exactly is the specialty of the rattan chair?" said Sinta in an unhappy tone to her husband.


Ayu who walked behind Sinta with some light cakes for snacks accompanied by tea drinks brought by Sinta with a tray also showed a face that did not like his father.


How not? Someone who has saved him from the loan shark murder scene just wants to buy (not snatch) a wicker chair just not filled with his wishes? Isn't that too outrageous?


"But Sinta.. This is.." said Sean who is still clingy on his stance.


"If you still have the chuckle to hold the strange tradition of your ancestors, thank you for leaving this place because this house is a gift from my late father!" said Sinta with a slightly raised tone, the look on her face was also very clear showing the deep disappointment to her husband.


How is it not? Just because of a rattan chair he forgot to thank the helper who saved his life and paid off his family's debts. How disappointed a Sinta is right now.


Sinta ran around leaving the living room after putting tea on the table where Ryan and Sean were. There was a small sound that indicated that she was currently crying.


Ayu looked at her father with eyes of disbelief as well as helplessness. The figure of the father who had been proud of his excellent understanding turned out to show an attitude that should not be shown right in front of his eyes and the best friend in his life.


"I'm disappointed in you too, Dad!" said Ayu then went along to follow her mother.