My Friend in Grandpa Village

Chapter 18

"Sin, Na. The road was calm." the young man pulled his hand so that Dena would walk silently without much behavior.

"Eh! Eh.." the girl gasped in shock, resignedly as she was brought beside the young man.

"Diem, Na!" his orders stared at Dena sharply and in making the girl die lice made her. What's wrong anyway? The gaze that lately always made him float.

While his other friends were giggling to see Dena treated like that. Dena immediately raised a sharp gaze to her friends who had dared to laugh at her. They immediately blinked, pretending not to see.

After a few minutes of walking, they finally arrived at the farm. The Grandpa Hari Plantation that grew all sorts of vegetables and fruits. Some are ready to be harvested and some are not.

Walk a little down the plantation. Once you see the green plants whose fruits are large round green, Dena immediately memekin happy. Running near the fruit that is cool lying on the ground at dawn.

"Vaaaaakkkkk... Grandpa, Dena wants this!" peekik Dena directly held the fruit.

Everyone just shook their heads at Dena's enthusiastic behavior. It is true that the girl really likes watermelon fruit. In addition to its sweet taste, the green-skinned fruit is very refreshing. Especially if they have just been removed from the refrigerator.

"Has it come to that?" ask Grandpa as he approaches, checking out the huge watermelon fruit.

"Udah, Cake. Really right?" guess Dena when her grandfather was researching.

Grandfather nodded immediately.

"Come, Cake, take it." Pinta Dena with a sparkling face.

"Yes, patience, dear. Grandpa took the machete first." said Grandpa then took his machete which he had stored near the long bean plant.

"Now!" said Grandpa gave watermelon to his grandson.

"Yeayyyy, thank you, Grandpa" he said eagerly taking the fruit and holding it.

"Well see! Gede. It must be sweet." the girl showed off her bangs to her friends.

"Damn! Yes, cake. For dong, Na." said Dewi also hold the semangkanya.

"Prophe dong. It hasn't been opened yet. Eh yeah! Ky, pinjem machete with Grandpa gih." pinta Dena on Dicky.

"Okay, wait." Dicky replied according, then borrowed a machete on Grandpa Hari.

Not long after Dicky came back by holding Grandpa Hari's machete. "Who wants to open it?" dicky asked as he looked at the watermelon.

"Gue aja's. Here it is!" Fairel immediately seized the machete in Dicky's hands and immediately asked Dena to give her money.

Once split, the distinctive red color of the fruit immediately makes Dena want to drip her saliva. Since childhood, Dena has loved the fruit. At home, watermelon fruit is never absent in the refrigerator.

"Eh! Uh. Tent, bentar. Let me be the ones who bother." said Dena brushed off the hand of Anna who wanted to take it first.

"Ethdust. Same time, Na. Equally eat it later." cetus Anna staring Dena panted.

"Hehe, different flavors if it has become what I know. The first dong delicious." reply that is true.

"Ummmm. sweet, sweet. Comeing! Eat, eat. I tried it out."

"Where, how? Yummy, right?" asked Dena with a smile.

"No doubt about the taste. Steady!" praise Anna for pointing her thumb.

They all enjoyed the watermelon. While Grandpa was monitoring his garden.

"Tomorrow are you coming with me?"

"Where?" ask Goddess.

"Buy souvenirs."

Instantly the atmosphere became dim. They just remembered that the day after tomorrow was Dena's return schedule.

"Come dong. Don't be so sad. When I come here again really." entertain Dena melt the atmosphere.

"Jaudah. Tomorrow we're coming."

"Thank you, guys."

"Hmmm..."

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The next day as planned, Dena was neat as well as Grandpa Hari. They go to the market to shop. For today Grandpa brought his rarely used motorcycle.

The four girls were busy walking around in a traditional market that used to sell goods and food such as cakes, or traditional food typical of Kalimantan.

They stopped at a shop that sold woven cloth and batik. The girls seemed cool to choose a motive that they thought was good. After shopping for cloth, they stopped by the cake shop.

"Here you go, honey?"

"Huumm. can, Cake. Long lasting, right?" ask Dena to look closely.

"Hold down. Ordinary hold up to a week." said Grandfather who was possessed by the store owner.

"alright, Sir. I took this one, this one, and this one, sir?" dena showed.

"Good, Deck. Wait a minute, will you?"

"Na, do you want this?" Fairel approached Dena while showing her a necklace she had brought from the knick-knacks shop. The necklace is simple, D-shaped fruit accessories, just like the name Dena.

"Wahhhh! Very beautiful, Rel." said Dena amazed, did not expect a Fairel could also choose a very beautiful necklace.