My happiness is simple

My happiness is simple
36. Matchmade


"Aarrgh shit" Devan's curse is full of anger. After ten minutes of searching, I finally found that thing. With emotion Devan dialed Sania's number, called her lover and sent some messages but no answer.


Plethoraac...


Throw the thing that he felt useless until it cracked the entire screen.


Dina just silently looked at Devan who was shrouded in anger. Somehow he calmed his patient, left with such a state of chaos that was also impossible. Finally he decided to seek the help of other house people, maybe there is a way to calm down and talk Devan stuff for a moment.


Not until Dina went down the stairs, Ms. Sandra had greeted him first.


"What's din?" Ask Ms. Sandra .


"Thank God Auntie's home. Devan rages in room"Dina's answer.


"Why is that kid ?"said Ms. Sandra, then the two ran towards Devan's room.


Devan looks chaotic sitting on the floor with a glass door between the rooms to the balcony.


The man was crying, crying over the situation of himself who was not free.


Also envious of Rangga. Devan, who had been in a relationship with Sania for two years, was never that close, while Rangga, who had only known Sania for a few days, had brought her home.


He used to be pampered, freed to do anything but why for the affairs of a mate should be arranged. However, Devan remained obedient to his mother's will.


"Darling... What's wrong with you, son?" Ms. Sandra approached, trying to stroke her son's shoulder.


Devan looked up at his mother. "Mahs... Can I see him" that's all Devan said, but Miss Sandra knows who Devan meant.


There was a bit of regret why she had not allowed Sania to go see her son.


Ms. Sandra stared fixedly at her son's eyes that looked red from crying. Is Devan really that serious about Sania. Then why yesterday he also established a relationship with the image, the matre girl prospective stepson, from her husband's adoptive sister, named Erik.


Just a nod to Ms. Sandra, it was enough to give an answer that she let Devan go to see Sania. Surely there is Dina who will participate with her son.


.........


Sania's father's nursing room door opened, they then stepped in. "Assynoltom..." Said Rangga and Sania together.


"Waalaikumsalam" said Sera, Sania's mother and father also have Wijaya sir there.


No wonder Sania, if there is a Mr. Wijaya in the nursery of his father. There may be a routine check-up schedule. But then Sania was astonished that the father was lying with his hand holding the hand of Mr. Wijaya. What's up?.


"Don't come here !" Pak Wijaya orders,ayah Rangga.


"Hen, look..!" Mr. Wijaya patted Rangga's shoulder a few times. "He's my son, my first hero"


"really? He's my dream son-in-law" replied Mr. Hendra.


What is this. Just a day I did not nengokin, my father was familiar with the same doctor until he called the daughter-in-law of all.


Hearing that Rangga was like that, he did not expect that the father had already known Sania's parents. In the heart there was a glimmer of hope Rangga could get close to Sania further.


"You don't know him yet have said his dream son-in-law hen .haha" said Mr. Wijaya.


"Who said he did not know, he had stayed at my house one night" replied Mr. Hendra ketus.


"What ?" Mr. Wijaya was surprised, the child he had told proudly turned out to have stayed at his own friend's house.


"Basic brat"


one jewel landed on Rangga's ear. Because the past of Rangga who was accused of sleeping with the girl of the person made Mr. Wijaya traumatized. It is true that the problem is solved in a family manner and Rangga wants to be responsible. But the comments of people outside there who do not know but pretentious know that makes the ears hot.


Moreover, Mr. Wijaya is a well-respected person who is successful as the owner of several elite hospitals in the country, even now has a sizable stake also in hospitals in the country of Singapore . His reputation was slightly disrupted due to the slanted gossip news about the Rangga and Cintya scandal first.


"Yes too" Rangga held his ears hot because of the father's jewel.