Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

"Oscar, I want to talk to you for a moment. Can we go to the backyard for a bit?" Brigitta asked her grandson in Swedish. The old woman then waved her hand.

Oscar closed the door to the guest room slowly so as not to wake Lisa while the woman was fast asleep. He looked at his grandmother with a surprised look. "What's wrong, Grandma?"

Without saying much, Brigitta grabbed Oscar's hand and led him to the backyard. That night, the temperature around Stockholm was very cold. It had been a long time since Oscar felt the cold air of the land of the night sun pierce his skin. He had been used to the hot sun in Indonesia for the past 5 years.

The man exhaled until it was steamy. Every now and then he rubbed his two frozen palms together. "Stockholm has been unpredictable lately, huh?" Oscar asked Brigitta pleasantly.

Brigitta chuckled. "You haven't been here in a long time, dear. It seems like you're used to the warm weather in Indonesia," his grandmother replied while looking away.

In return, Oscar shrugged his shoulders. "It's nice and warm there. The capital's just too busy. And sometimes, too much noise. It's not as calm as here,"

"So…. Oscar," Brigitta cleared her throat, "Do you really intend to marry Lisa?" She continued. Her two legs were crossed like a man.

"I was determined to marry Lisa, Grandma. I love her so much," Oscar replied without hesitation.

"So what about Clara? Did you throw her away for good?" Brigitta asked again, her head turned forward while staring at the view of the dark lake.

"I don't want to discuss that. Clara and I are long over," Oscar sighed, creating mist vapor emitting from his mouth.

"Oscar, I'm sure you're not wrong in choosing Lisa. From the first time I saw her eyes, that woman is very sincere to you. I didn't see the evil nature behind her deep black eyes. Lisa has no evil thoughts. I will always support your decision, son."

Hearing Brigitta's statement made the flower in Oscar's heart bloom. He was happy that his love was approved by his grandmother immediately. "Thank you, Grandma," he replied with a smile on his full lips.

"I'm just worried about your mother. She must have really hated Lisa because she reminded her of Peter's former wife. If I look around, Lisa's face and your father's former wife are a bit similar. Could it be… They are blood-related?" Brigitta asked in a tone full of curiosity.

Hearing the question just now caught Oscar's guard a little. The man was silent for a moment. His eyes were still fixed straight at the dark lake across him.

"Ah, Grandma you must be overthinking it. How many Indonesians are there in our country? There's not many of them and even it's hard to tell the difference between Indonesians from one another when it comes to their faces," replied Oscar.

"I'm just guessing, what if it's true? Because in my eyes, they look alike," Brigitta replied casually.

Oscar snorted at those words just now. He was silent while enjoying the view of the dark and foggy lake.

"I just hope Greta will accept Lisa slowly. Even though I know the decision to marry Lisa remains with you. Don't be influenced by your mother. You have a lot of support, from me and from your father," Brigitta added, patting Oscar's shoulder.

In return, Oscar nodded as he looked at his grandmother's face, which still looked beautiful and radiant. "Grandma doesn't need to worry. I'll take care of Lisa and I'll protect her from Mama. If she dares to hurt Lisa, she will have to step over my corpse first,"

"Now that's my grandson! I told you, finding a woman with sincerity and has a golden heart like Lisa is very difficult. Don't waste your chance. Think of the plan you have for the future of both of you after getting married. I know that what happened to you 7 years ago really hit your heart, but don't let the past drag you down into sorrow," Brigitta advised at length to her only grandson.

"I know it, Grandma. It's just that I'm not ready to think about it," Oscar replied languidly. He didn't want to talk about life plans much. What he thought now was how he could protect Lisa from people who tried to hurt her, even if it's his own mother. Oscar clasped his fist to endure the sudden rising rage within his heart.

The night wind was getting colder and piercing to the bone. The two people who were sitting on the edge of the terrace enjoying the view of the dark and calm lake began to feel cold.

Brigitta rose from the terrace chair and helped Oscar to his feet. "Don't let Lisa go just because Greta doesn't approve of it, okay?"

Oscar nodded, he tightly hugged his grandmother who could still stand strong without a stick.

When Brigitta and Oscar came inside, Lisa seemed to be standing with a confused look. It seemed that the woman had just been looking for Oscar.

Lisa's eyes exchanged glances with Oscar from the porch's doorway. She stepped toward Oscar with quickened steps and said, "Oscar! I thought you left me!"

"Stupid, how could I leave you," Oscar replied in Indonesian.

"I overslept, and now I'm so tired! I thought you left me here," said Lisa.

Brigitta leaned her body on the doorstep of the terrace, watching the two lovebirds talking. She didn't know what they were talking about, but it seemed that they loved each other.

"Wow, you two really do match each other!" Brigitta exclaimed in English then laughed faintly.

"Eh, thank you?" Lisa replied shyly.

"Grandma, I want to accompany Lisa to sleep. It's a pity she's still tired from flying," said Oscar as he put his arm around Lisa's shoulder.

In return, Brigitta just nodded and then returned to her room.

The night was getting late, the air outside was getting colder. Time to sleep on each other's arms.

***

The next morning, Lisa woke up with a still sore body. The feeling of fatigue from flying had decreased a lot but her eyes were still swollen. She still wanted to lie down on the soft Petersson bed but Oscar woke her up so that they could get to the hotel before it was too late.

"Lisa come on, you can sleep later at the hotel," Oscar said, shaking her body.

"Hhhnngggh I'm still tired, dear... I don't want to wake up…!" Lisa said, half delirious.

Half an hour later, the couple were getting ready to return to the hotel. They did not expect that Brigitta would order them to stay overnight in her residence. It must be very lonely to live in such an enormous house by herself, Lisa thought. Moreover, it had been 5 years since Oscar last visited Brigitta.

Oscar and Lisa then said goodbye to Brigitta. The man hugged his grandmother tightly, as did Lisa.

When the old woman hugged Lisa, she looked at her with a bright face and said, "Be careful, honey. Please take care of my grandson. See you again sometime,"

"I promise to look after Oscar properly. Thank you for letting us stay here the night," Lisa replied politely. He lowered his head.

"Alright, see you later Grandma!" Oscar said while waving his hand at Brigitta.

The two lovebirds stepped out of Petersson's house on an overcast morning. From a distance, Brigitta seemed still leaning against the doorway, waving her hand.

Without realizing it, her eyes started to water.