"Dad ... Anjani was afraid that Grandma was sad and became angry with me ..."
I pulled my father's shirt and whispered in his ear.
Because in this heart, the feeling of guilt really bothered me.
"What is the problem ...?"
With raised eyebrows my father asked me.
"Dad .... The food that Grandma brought must have gone bad because it hasn't been touched by us all day .."
I answered my father by whispering again and trembling a little because of my guilt.
"Waaah .... Grandma must be very disappointed ...!". Father said.
The face of regret began to appear on my father's face, I felt very guilty and now I really don't understand what I have to do to face my grandmother.
Grandma was not sleeping to prepare all this but all of Grandma's efforts were not touched by us in the slightest.