The Destiny of Love, Mr. Playboy
Perverted Men

I heard the door opening from inside. Making the attention of the people who were waiting there was directed at the door of Grandpa Damar's room.

"Doctor!" greet Sagara to the doctor who just examined Damar's grandfather.

"How's my grandfather? Is he okay?" ask Sagara then. I can't wait to meet my grandfather. Wanted to know soon how Damar's grandfather was.

"He was still unconscious. But his mouth is always calling your name, young master," replied the doctor. He was the doctor of Damar's grandfather's family. So that he already knows all that is in the house, as well as Nadira and family.

"Can I go to the doctor?"

"Please, young master. Maybe it's you he's waiting for" said the doctor. He shifted a few steps to make room for Sagara to get into the room of Damar's grandfather.

Simultaneously, papa Darren and mama Leoni, had just arrived inside the room. They soon join those who are waiting for Damar's grandfather.

With a quick step, Sagara immediately opened the room of Damar's grandfather. A nurse also walked out of Damar's grandfather's room. Then smilingly invites Sagara to meet with Damar's grandfather.

"Grandfather!"

Sagara approached the king-size bed of his grandfather. The grandfather who was closing his eyes was covered by a blanket up to the chest. The wrinkle on Grandfather's face was getting stronger. The age of twilight who almost stepped on the head of eight, but did not throw off the good looks of the man former defender of the country.

Her white hair is no longer visible. It's been grinded with a shiny black color. Don't want it until the white hair shows up. The reason is always not to be called old grandfather.

"Grandfather, Saga's here. Didn't grandpa miss Saga?" Sagara hugged the old body that was lying then, he grasped tightly the hand of the grandfather.

"Sagara will accompany Grandpa through all this, but please Saga, you wake up."

While Grandpa Damar like dreaming. Dreaming of meeting Sagara, his only grandson, his favorite grandson.

"the saga.... Are you this?"

In his dream the grandfather tried to reach Sagara's face, but was unable to. His sturdy arm had already turned weak. Even his hands were unable to grab his grandson's hands. It felt heavy and powerless he grabbed it.

While Sagara, he felt something move on his finger. Yeah, Damar's grandpa's fingers are moving.

"Grandfather!" Sagara exclaims. Calling the grandfather. Hope Grandpa Damar wakes up soon. And saw him here with her.

"Sa-sa-sagara." The grandfather mentioned his grandson's name. The granddaughter who was three years less he missed because he never came home. Always refuse to go home for the reason of busy college.

"Sagara, are you, son? Grandpa didn't dream, did he?" Grandpa Damar ascertained whether he was dreaming or not. His closed eyes were now perfectly open. Sagara could see it clearly. Yeah, Damar's grandfather is conscious.

"Grandfather! Thank goodness my grandfather was conscious."

Sagara hugged his grandfather back. Express how happy he feels.

"Saga, where's Dira?"

"Feel outside, cake."

"Grandfather wants to talk to both of you. Call him here right away," asked Damar's grandfather.

And not long after, Sagara returned with Nadira who walked behind him. Nadira carves her smile to Damar's grandfather who already looks much better.

"Grandfather, how do you feel now?" asked Nadira softly. The smile on his face was gone. What is now he feels worried about his grandfather's friend.

"Grandfather's fine, son. Uhuk uhuk." Grandpa Damar was coughing.

"Sit down!" his tail pointed to the chair next to his bed. There's only one.

Sagara hinted Nadira to sit through his eyes, nodding him. He then stood beside Nadira. There was no intention of taking a seat a little far away from them.

"One thing Grandpa wants to tell you." Grandpa Damar started the story. It's very serious. So did Nadira and Sagara, carefully they heard the story of the grandfather. Prepare your ears, heart and mind for what will be delivered by Grandpa Damar later.

"First, when your grandfather and grandfather were on the battlefield. I almost got killed at the time. But fearlessly, your grandfather helped me. Help me not to get shot by enemy weapons. Selflessly he sacrificed himself for me. That time....."

Grandpa Damar started telling stories. Such a sad and heart-wrenching story.

For his safety, the friend was willing to sacrifice himself for him. In fact, Nadira's grandfather was almost gone. Until finally he breathed his last when Nadira's grandfather was sentenced to doctors suffering from brain cancer.

Not because of losing a battle or because it is wrong to use a skill or weapon. But for not betraying his country for his own benefit.

Yes, when the war happened, the enemy took advantage of their friendship. Where Grandpa Damar used as a collision from Nadira's grandfather willing to cooperate with the enemy.

Nadira's grandfather prefers his country, his friendship so willing to sacrifice his life.

"Before he breathed his last, he asked me for one thing" Damar's grandfather said in a sad tone. A speck of clear drool fell down on the end of his eyes.

"He asked that our son be betrothed your son when they were adults and that our wife was pregnant. Mama Sagara and Mama Nadira."

Grandpa Damar took a deep breath. That incident he could not forget. Very sad in his heart.

"Because your grandfather's wife and grandfather's wife gave birth to a son, then grandfather will continue this matchmaking to you two. You and Nadira grandfather ask to continue this matchmaking."

The two humans were aghast at the long sentence that Damar's grandfather had just said.

"What's? The matchmaking?"

So do the two, in unison. Even immediately smiling in opposition to each other. They don't accept what they just heard.

"So, you mean my grandfather is getting married to this little girl?" sagara asked, trying to make sure.

"Yes. It's the only way Grandpa can make our dreams come true. Because our son was born a boy, Grandfather sent him down to you. Grandpa, I hope you'll grant Grandpa's request for the age of the grandfather who lives on a few more calendars."

"No. Dira doesn't want to marry a playboy like her, kek. Grandpa knows she's a lot of girls. He loves to play with women." Nadira refused immediately.

Considering the two grew up together from childhood, fighting was common to them. Even Sagara often pinned Nadira's head.

"A perverted man" said Nadira.