My Friend in Grandpa Village

Chapter 101

A beautiful silent night, the sky was filled with thousands of stars scattered. Decorate the lonely-looking night and moon ceilings. Tomorrow is monday. The day everyone says Monday is the biggest day.

That night, Dena seemed to fall asleep soundly in her own bed. After struggling to pass the graduation exam at school, finally the girl can fall asleep soundly without a sense of burden that interferes.

Tomorrow is the day of his freedom while living the real life. Until now, Dena has not been able to get a good place to continue her education. He was just busy with his exams, especially the health of the grandfather who recently declined. Every day after returning home from the exam, the girl always took the time to take care of the grandfather who is currently still lying in the hospital. His health was still the same, there was no change either, leaving the whole family stricken with grief and grief.

But God seems to want something else. Dena was not given the slightest time to enjoy the beauty of sleeping without the burden of the mind.

The atmosphere in his house immediately boomed. The servants all woke up. The originally dark residence turned bright when the waiter turned on all the lights in all corners of the room. When the day is late, it is time to rest the body and the mind.

Tok...

The door to his room was knocked. However, the girl had not yet intended to open her eyes. Both of his eyes felt heavy.

Tok...

Again the door to his room was knocked. Unresponsive from the inside, a servant was forced into his room which was not locked at all.

"Non." Mbok Jum shook his arm slowly hoping that his employer's son would wake up soon.

"Non." both calls, Dena's just whipping.

"Non Dena."

"Hmmmm..."

"Wake up, Non."

"What?" dena's voice looked hoarse.

"Wake, Non. It's important." Hearing that made Dena inevitably have to get up. Do you feel sleepy and forcibly awakened?

"Why, Mbok?" Dena narrowed her eyes because her room was bright. His position was still lying on the bed with a blanket on his body.

"Mr and Madam asked Bibik to wake Non Dena."

"Why Papa and Mommy?" ask the girl confused. His consciousness was not yet perfect, which made him speak indistinctly.

"Grandfather drop again-"

Deg

His eyes glared for a moment. Heart's throbbing.

"Mrs is waiting for Non in front. He told Non to get ready soon."

Dena did not react at all. Even his face looks flat. As if aware, Dena immediately ran down from her mattress and ran out of the room regardless of the whereabouts of Mbok Jum.

"Non, don't run around the stairs. The danger!"

Dena didn't even care about Mbok Jum's screams from upstairs. He continued to run down the stairs of his room to the front door.

Arriving there, Dena saw her mother who seemed to be standing restlessly in front of the car. Nearby is also Pak Haryo who looks ready.

"Mother..." Dena ran down Cahya's body and hugged her tightly. His cries began to sound. It made her clearly appear fragile without covering up the wounds in her heart. It sounds heartbreaking.

Cahya immediately took her breath in and exhaled slowly. His hand rubbed Dena's back slowly.

"Yes, Honey. Come on, we gotta hurry. Papa's been waiting there."

Dena nodded her head even though she still hugged Cahya. The two immediately got into the car with Pak Haryo driving.

Along the way there was only the sound of sobs Dena who was becoming more and more. Even Cahya had unconsciously shed her tears. The woman hugged her daughter's body tightly.

Arriving at the hospital, they went straight to the ICU room where in front of the room was clearly visible whereabouts Wira. The man sat on a chair with his head bowed down.

"Papa." Dena releases her embrace from Cahya's body and turns to embrace the papa. Cahya sat down next to her husband.

Wira seemed to wipe her tears quickly then displayed a smile.

"Well, are you coming, hm? Papa thought it was still kebo." There was a small ruckus coming out of the lips of the Hero.

Dena let go of his embrace. His face was filled with traces of tears flowing.

"Grandpa how, Pa? Grandpa is fine, right? Grandpa's gonna be cured, right?" cerocos the girl.

The hero nodded his head. "Grandfather must be healed. Grandpa is strong. Aye right?"

Dena nodded her head. Even though his heart was agitated. However, he tried to convince her that things would be fine.

"Udah dong, don't cry anymore. He said he wouldn't cry in front of Grandpa." The woman wiped away the tears on her daughter's cheeks using both of her hands. Then, the man approached, giving a deep kiss on Dena's forehead. Followed by her who instantly pulled Dena and Cahya into her arms. Yes, their most comfortable place was in the man's arms.

"With the patient's family?" a doctor came out of the room with a stethoscope in his hand.

"The patient wants to meet his family."

"How's he doing, Doc?" ask Wira.

The doctor seemed silent without answering. Seeing that, Wira immediately pulled the hands of his wife and daughter into the ICU room.

An elderly man was lying on a patient bed with medical devices attached to several parts of his body. Beside it is also a monitor screen that displays wavy lines up and down accompanied by the sound of a monitor.

They immediately gathered around him. Dena and the papa seemed to be standing on different sides. Cahya was seen accompanying her daughter.

"Grandfather."

"Pa's."

The two voices of mutual disdain made the man who lay weakly slowly open his eyes. Her lips smile behind a nebulizer (breathing aid).

His hand immediately let go of the tool slowly. The hero had looked at him worriedly, however, it all seemed to stop when he looked into the eyes of the father who implied a message.

"D- de-na." he said.

The girl immediately held the grandfather's hand and approached him.

"Yes. It's Dena, Cake. Grandpa should be healed. There's Dena, Papa, and Mommy here." Dena desperately held back her tears that had been pooled in her eyes so as not to fall.

"W-ira's... Hah-hahya..."

"Here it is, Pa."

"It's Wira. Papa must endure." The lips of the Hero trembled withstanding his cries. The man clutched his hand tightly.

"P-papa asks ma-af if she has any mistakes."

"Papa don't have to apologize. It is the hero who should apologize. Sorry because all this time I thought much wrong with Papa."

"Cahya also apologized if he could not be a good son-in-law for Papa."

Grandpa Hari smiled.

"Dena."

"Yes, Cake?" answer Dena quickly.

"Grandfather, I'm sorry, honey. Sorry if you have not been able to fulfill Grandpa's promise at that time. But, Grandpa will always be in your heart."

"Don't be angry with Grandpa." continued Grandpa Hari moved his eyeballs to look at the grandson.

"Dena never got angry with Grandpa. Dena loves Grandpa."

"Grandfather knows it." a soft naughtiness sounded from Grandpa Hari.

Grandpa Hari let out a long breath. His eyes looked at the ceiling of the room. "No one knows when it will end. Grandfather's message, you must always love and protect each other. Grandpa doesn't want to hear you guys fight."

The face of the Wira was fixed. "Papa told you. Take good care of your family. Papa leaves papa's favorite grandson. Take care of her and grow into a great woman. Don't hurt his heart. That goes for your wife, too."

The hero nodded his head.

Grandpa Hari turned to look at Cahya who was standing at the end of her foot. "Kahya, be a good mother to your children. Love them without distinction."

Cahya was also unable to even react. They can only nod their heads.

Then Grandpa Hari's gaze fell on his grandson. He looked at the girl's face with tenderness and affection. "Grandfather hoped, this smile never faded. Keep that smile."

Dena who was originally silent stiff now immediately smiled even though her heart was throbbing.

"Grandfather loves you all. Grandpa will be waiting for you there."

"We love you too."

They instantly gathered hugging Grandpa Hari and kissed her face warmly before they felt the final breath of the male figure that had always accompanied their days.

Go awayl. Grandpa left with all the good memories. Leave those who love him.

"Thank you for giving the real meaning of life, Mother. Dena loves Grandpa forever."

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