Gravel Life Aluna

Gravel Life Aluna
The Action of Nekat Aluna



Denis has been getting tired, waiting and constantly waiting. After a long wait. Finally, Anita was ready, she wore a brown blazer and skirt above straight in line with the color of her blazer.


Plus he ties up his hair with a typical socialite hairpin. Anita is indeed a woman who always follows the trend and is stylish according to her age but unfortunately she always looks much younger than her age.


"Honey, it's ready" shouted Anita calling Aluna


"Anita stood in front of the stairs calling out to Aluna"


While Denis was busy looking at the comfort of Anita's body. Can't hide Denis' reddened face. Although he lives in America, he has never dated, because he is too busy with his daily routine to work. So when he saw Anita he felt he had fallen in love for the first time.


"Loh Denis, how come he's like a boiled crab on his face?"


"Eh Aunty Time" Denis replied nervously


"The heat effect times rat" Denis said again by fanning his face using his hands


"Hahahah, funny also yes you, even though there is still a hot AC"


"Hehehe" Denis could only respond to Anita with a small laugh


A few moments later, Aluna went down he used a shirt with a pair of denim jeans. Not to forget the black sling bag on the left side of his body, and black sneakers on both feet.


"Dear dear, fear this misfortune"


"Where's Tant's car key?"


"Take it in Denis' driver"


"Okay Auntie"


Shortly after, Denis was sitting behind the wheel.


"Aluna in front of Denis, she's dizzy"


"Umm yes Tant" Denis replied in a disappointed tone


"Oohhh, my heart slowly yes the beat is not tight" said Aluna membatatin.


Anita was sitting on the back bench and playing mobile phone while now Aluna right next to Denis. His feelings began to go awry, but he tried to stay calm and stay calm.


"Aluna, what kind of song do you like?" Denis broke the silence between them


"He likes the Korean Denis" Anita said


"Today's Aluna?"


"Emm yes" om"


"Don't call me old, how about you call me brother?"


"Hahahah, basic" Anita could only laugh at her nephew's request


"Yes my brother"


"Think of playing Korean music, let Aluna not get bored on the road"


"Yes my sister" replied Aluna timidly


The city of Makassar which is quite jammed gives a long time also to travel the destination, not to mention Denis who must use maps because it has forgotten the road in Makassar.


While Anita has fallen asleep behind Aluna. Denis immediately set the mirror in the car in front of it in order to see clearly Anita's face. Sometimes he glances at Anita while driving. Unfortunately Aluna turned out to be just pretending to sleep, so as not to be awkward and ashamed of Denis.


Until he understood that Denis om his, like his own mother, more precisely the wife of his own uncle. Aluna had no choice but to pretend to sleep on. But in his heart was already scattered wounds.


"Why people I like, should love Mama."


"I hate Mamaaaa."


Will Aluna's hatred keep her from her mother?


At 11 pm the three of them finally arrived in Takalar, a city with a lot of traditional snacks and diverse not to mention fresh fruits in every upstream of the road.


"Aluna wants to eat something?" Denis asked as he looked at his nephew who had just woken up.


"I was tired of pretending to sleep and finally went to sleep, I didn't snore"


"Wheel?" Ask Denis again


Denis pulled his car to the side right between the fruits on the side of the road with fruit stalls.


"How much ma'am, what wine is that?" Denis asked the fruit seller after lowering the windshield.


"50 thousand decks"


"Aluna likes wine?" ask Denis to look at Aluna again


"Like brother"


"I'll take 5, ma'am"


"Not much sister"


"You like it, you can eat at home too"


Denis then offered three pieces of red money to the wine seller.


"The return is for the mother's son only"


"God, thank you deck. May his provision be wrought by God" The simple happiness of the face of the mother veiled with flowers deeply touched Aluna.


"What a hell of a bitch Denis"


"Everyone is good Aluna, but not everyone who manages to maintain that kindness"


Denis says it all with clear sentences and manages to create a 100% point in Aluna's heart. For a moment he forgot all his previous overthing that Denis liked his Mama, he felt he had misunderstood.


Especially because Denis alone is too considerate and take care of them however they are part of the Denis family itself that he deserves to take care and protect.


"Nih eat Aluna's wine and take it home also to mbak Dewi yes, funny she because"


"Thank you very much brother"


Not to forget Denis opened one of the wines before he gave it to Aluna.


"Nih brother bukain afraid of your hand so hurt, his malasan hard to open"


"Well, thanks brother"


The first meeting between Denis and Aluna that day became a sweet memory that he always remembered. But unfortunately, Denis has to return to America to take care of his father's company. The love that had just grown finally fell before it bloomed. Aluna shut herself up all day in the room.


"Aluna why mbak?"


"I also don't know Mom, non Aluna didn't leave the room from this morning until now"


"Bak's got food?"


"It's mom, but it's not in the meal, the milk was just stale this morning"


"Good god that kid"


Anita rushed to Aluna's room. He still did not end up thinking with the thoughts of his daughter.


"Aluna.. Aluna .. Aluna" said Anita calling Aluna's name many times through the door. He kept knocking on his daughter's bedroom door.


But there's also no answer. Anita became very worried.


"Dewiii" cried Anita


The goddess rushed to the second floor to fulfill the call from her host.


"Why mom"


"Get me a spare key in the bottom drawer"


"Why ma'am, what's the same non Aluna?"


"Udah do not have to ask a lot of questions, a sneak" said Anita half yelling at the housekeeper


"Good Ma'am" the Goddess dragged her feet down the stairs.


Amidst the anxiety inside the magnificent pavilion house, Anita immediately contacted Andre with her still trembling hands holding back the panic that bit her heartbeat into hysterics.