The old man, who was none other than Revan's grandfather, leaned back against his sofa.
This time he can breathe a sigh of relief after his previous existence squeeze between two things that made it difficult for him to choose.
Tap Tap Tap
The sound of footsteps, which he knew by heart, was now approaching him.
"Finally, you came home," said the old man, staring sadly at his grandson.
The grandson could not say anything but could only stand upright in his position.
His eyes still look annoyed with his grandfather. Because of him, he was forced to thicken his face to apologize to a woman.
"I'm sure grandfather has heard from him. I've done what you asked. I went to the room first. My mood has broken today," Revan said with lazy steps past the old man stepping his feet toward his room.
He is quite tired. It's just not because of his activities, but his thoughts and ego that spoil his feelings that make him like that.
