Giving Permission

"Running so fast, huh? Who just said they wanted me to be healthy? Who said they wouldn't marry and wanted to always stay with me?" Bima said deliberately.

"I thought Grandpa was really sick and I was really worried. That's why I said it. But now that you are fine, just let Grandma Marsha accompany you. If I'm here, it looks like I'm intruding. Rest well, grandpa! I'm going now!" Jenny left the room happily.

Not long after she left, Bima took a deep breath. "Maria, if Jenny wants to get married, I give her permission."

"Father, are you serious?" Maria looked disbelieving.

"Jenny is all grown up, it's time for her to get out of the house and get married. Instead of living next to me and constantly blaming me, it is better for her to get married quickly," said Bima with a smile. "I don't want anything else. I just want her to be happy."

"Why didn't you tell her earlier?" Mary laughed.