At the dining table.
"Good morning, my Slanier. Come here, let's eat. I cooked your favorite soup," Slantin greeted Slanier happily.
"Wow! Thanks, my favorite person." He kissed his granddad on the cheeks.
"You look so happy, Slan. What happened last night, huh? Did you date Dhamia? Omg!"
"Granddad, no. I'm happy because we got some justice last night. But the anger in my heart against the suspect will not go away."
"I see. I'm so proud of you."
"Granddad, look at my phone."
"Why? … Oh! A house?"
"This is my dream house for you."
Slantin sighed, he started to eat. "Just reserve that house for your future family. I'm fine, my lovely Slanier."
"I'm not thinking about having a family yet, Slantin. What I want is to give you a house so that we don't have to rent anymore."
"When I didn't have a job, you were paying the rent of this house, and since I was young, I want to treat you for what you deserve, granddad," He added.
"God, just buy a car for you so you don't have to take a taxi."
"Whatever, Slantina! I will spoil you." He filled his glass with water.
Slanier stood up. "Wait, someone is calling."
"Hmm. Is that your girlfriend, Dhamia?"
Slanier stuck out his tongue to tease his granddad.
"Hi, Slanier!"
"Why, Dhamia?"
"I just want to tell you that I'm proud of you. Uhm… Do you want to have dinner later?"
"I'm sorry, but Granddad and I will have dinner here at home."
"No, Dhamia! He will be with you at your chosen restaurant for dinner!" Slantin shouted.
Slanier glared at his granddad. His granddad just smirked at him.
"Okay, Dhamia. See you later." He end the call.
"Hey, Slantina, today is my day off. I want my day to be for you, not for other people."
"But she's your future girlfriend. Shh! We have more time together, okay? By the way, when will you give me a grandchild?"
"Hey, Slantina, you are my priority." He sat on the chair.
"Hey, Slan! I'm not that old!"
"Whatever! Uhm… I will go to the mall. Do you want me to buy a dress for you?"
"Shh. Save your money for your date."
"Whatever, Slantina! I will buy you some dresses, shoes, a headband, and even makeup. You can't stop me."
"You are so naughty. Go to the mall now."
"Hey, Slantin, I want you to come with me. Let's eat at the restaurant you want."
"Bitch, I have work."
"So Slantina, file a leave."
"Whatever, naughty!"
Slanier maintained his focus on his grandfather. He was overjoyed to see his grandfather smiling.
At the mall. Inside the clothing shop.
"Hmm. I'm sure Granddad will be happy if I buy him five dresses," He said to himself.
Slanier was choosing a dress when suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey! What are you doing here? Why are you choosing a dress? Are you gay?" Fito asked, one of his teammates.
Fito laughed.
"How about you, Fito? You are here too, right?"
Fito smirked, "Yes, because I will buy a long-sleeve polo."
"That's the point. We go here to shop. Did you forget that when we were still studying in college, we studied gender education? You have no right to label me as gay or anyone else without their permission."
"You have no mother. So for who the hell is that dress?!" Fito argued.
"It's for my favorite person."
Slanier did not tell Fito that the dress he was choosing was for his granddad because he knew that Fito was narrow-minded. And he doesn't want his four teammates to judge his granddad.
Not that he was ashamed of his grandfather. He wants other people to know his grandfather's chosen gender, but he can't forget to protect him more.
"Tssk. Asshole. By the way, I thought you couldn't afford to buy from this kind of shop."
Slanier ignored Fito.
Slanier goes to the cake shop. He bought a chocolate cake.
He also went to the makeup shop to buy makeup for his granddad.
At Maha's apartment.
"Slantina! I'm here!"
"Woah! Is everything you hold for me?"
"Of course!" He sat down beside him. He happily open the paper bags.
"Did you buy a formal suit for your date with Dhamia?"
"No. I have a formal suit in my closet."
"Tsk! You must buy a new formal suit. It's like you are more old to me, tsk."
"Granddad, relax. Dhamia and I will just have dinner."
"Don't you like her?"
"Yes. Like what I said, you are my priority."
"Tsk! Let yourself fall for someone. By the way, thanks for this!"
Three hours later.
Slanier is currently at the restaurant where he and Dhamia will have dinner.
Dhamia approached him. "Hi… Slanier!"
Slanier stood up. He helps Dhamia to sit down.
"You look good tonight."
"T-thanks, Slanier. As usual, you are the most handsome person I know. I really want to see your green eyes sparkling."
"No, I'm not handsome," He smiled shyly.
"Tsk, so humble."
"Uhm… Dhamia, thanks for inviting me here."
She smiled a little, "Hmm… I thought you weren't going."
"That's impossible. You are my friend."
"T-thanks. I'm so happy. Uhm… Slanier, I have something to tell you."
"Really? Go ahead."
"Uhm…"
Slanier was surprised when he saw Rehyin at the far table. And he was even more surprised when the man slapped Rehyin.
"Hey, Slan, what's wrong?" Dhamia asked worriedly.
"Dham, can I excuse myself for a moment?"
She nodded, "O-of course…"
The man who was with Rehyin left, so Slanier immediately approached Rehyin.
"Rehyin, who is that guy?"
She faced him. "What right do you have to approach me?"
"I saw that the guy you were with slapped you. Please report him to th-"
She raised a brow, "So, are you concerned about me? But when my twin needed you the most, did you help her?"
"I'm sorry. Who is the man with you? He has no right to slap you."
"Fuck you! Mind your own business."
"S-sorry."
Slanier had a heavy heart before leaving Rehyin. But he has to respect Rehyin.
He approached Dhamia.
"Hi, Slan! Uhm… Let's order our food. Here's the menu."
"Thanks."
"Why do you seem deep in thought, Slan? Do you have a problem? You can tell me anytime, and I will listen."
"It's nothing, thanks."
"Okay! Uhm… Slanier, I have good news for you. Hmm… I hope you don't get angry with what I did."
"Why, Dhamia?"
"I made a written report for rank one. What I requested in the report was that you be my partner."
"So what that means is that when it is approved, those who oppress you will no longer be your teammates," She added.
"Really, Dhamia? I hope you didn't do that. But thanks. I appreciate your efforts."
"Sorry if I made a decision without your permission. I hope you understand that I want to protect you."
"Slanier… To be honest…"
Slanier was restless in the chair because he saw the man slap Rehyin again. He was about to approach their table, but the man pulled Rehyin away.
Dhamia: Uhm... You seem to be thinking deeply. Why?