My Friend in Grandpa Village

Chapter 2

On this day, Dena's departure finally arrived. Along the way to the airport the girl looked moody. He was not willing to part with his father.

"Unfortunately Papa, don't be so sad. It'll only be a little later that abis come back here again." said Wira.

"Why not be afraid of Dena staying?" ask Dena who is now resigned she wants to be sent to her Grandpa's hometown.

"Why should I be afraid? There are many who take care of Papa. Ew! There's a driver and some bodyguards and Papa's bodyguards." replied Wira boasting.

"No! Papa himself is arrogant. It can't be, Papa."

"Yes, honey, yes. Papa bekanda doang kok." reply Wira.

"Repapa ya? Why should Papa be afraid that Dena's dead Papa?" ask the Re-wira.

"Why not be afraid of being taped to a fur leech?"

"Haah? Fur leech? What is it, honey?" ask the surprised Hero.

"Yes, that's the girl Papa told you about. They're fur leeches."

"Why should a fur leech? Papa thought the caterpillar was itching."

"Yes, Pa. This is me combining. Leeches like nempel, if it's hard to escape. Well if the itchy caterpillar is the feathers. So the fur leech. Who likes to stick with the same kegatelan. Isn't that right, Papa?"

Wira just cringed clumsy while scratching his head does not itch. "That's yeah? I just found out there's such an animal."

"What is the work of continuing. It will be less updated." sneered Dena.

"The father of work is for you. Ew! Loamy. You bought shoes."

"Eh! No, not yes, Pa. Not the concept. Papa's money is my money too. You know what, Pa?"

The hero smiled clumsyly. All he knew was the words "husband money wife money too"

The driver who was driving just held back a laugh from hearing the chatter of his employer.

After the moment of the drama, here they were hit by a heartwarming moment. Dena hugged the body of the Papa tightly. I don't feel like parting with her dad. Different from the Hero. The man who was still 38 was also heavy to let go of his only child. Although only temporary but it feels so obvious.

"Take care of yourself there, right? Later if there is anything quickly tell Papa." said Wira landed a kiss with a lot on his forehead and cheeks.

"Papa take care of himself. Don't forget to call me later, Pa."

"Yes, Papa must have called you."

"Damn! The plane is about to take off." said Wira.

"Bye, my dear Papa."

"Dahhh, Unfortunately Papa." The two of them held each other's hands.

The plane that Dena was on has now taken off. The distance between the city of Jakarta to the island of Borneo only takes about 1 hour and 40 minutes. Then from the airport to the house his grandfather had to take a taxi takes approximately 5 hours.

Now that Dena has arrived, she stands right in front of a simple house that she is very familiar with. Not even knocking on the door of the house, suddenly the door opened. Dena smiled seeing the middle-aged man her grandfather open the door for her.

"Grandfather's Grandchild..." Dena took her grip off her suitcase and approached Grandpa, hugging him tightly.

"Grandfather how are you, Cake?" ask Dena who is still in her Grandfather's arms.

"Good Grandpa's news, Cu. You how? It's big, it's pretty." Praise Grandpa for making Dena smile.

"Grandfather is no less handsome."

"What time, Cu? Grandpa's feeling is getting older. Looky! Grandpa's teeth just how many seeds."

"Hahahaa. where there are seeded teeth, Cake. Grandpa is there." said Dena with a laugh.

"Eh! Uh. Enter first. Right here! Grandpa brought the suitcase." said Grandpa snatching Dena's suitcase.

"No need, Cake. Let Dena. Grandpa was old afraid later his waist gout." joked Dena immediately got a bump on his ass.

"Ouch! Grandpa, the new grandson comes the time has been hit anyway." whine Dena.

"You are yes! Not changed at all. And Grandpa likes it. hahahaa..."

"Come, here! Grandpa took you to an empty room. Yesterday Grandpa cleaned up considering you wanted to come."

"Grandpa often sports? Grandpa's body feeling more and more. I lost to him who was young."

"Lahh... The original is also a villager, Kek." Dena replied laughing. Also true. His father came from the village while his mother used to also come from the village next to just another subdistrict. Then Papa and Mama got married, wandered out of town and ended up successfully.

"Rest first yes, Cu. You must be tired of getting on a plane."

"The plane is not tired, Cake. The tired one took a taxi. My waist is sealed." Dena.

"Still young but his waist has been gouty. Later on Grandpa call a masseuse let your body enjoy. Rest first huh? Grandpa's going to the stall for a minute."

"Yes, Cake."

Dena's asleep. The girl woke up at five in the afternoon. Then he packed his things, put them in a wooden closet.

"Grandfather's Grandchild. Did you wake up yet?" ask Grandpa from out there.

"Udah, Cake. I want to take a shower." replied Dena then took a towel in her suitcase and brought a change of clothes, out of the room to the bathroom located near the kitchen.

Not long after Dena came out, the girl was already wearing her full outfit. The head was still wrapped in a towel because he was shampooing.

"Aren't you hungry? The long walk. Want what's Grandpa masakin?" ask Grandpa who was just entering from the back door while carrying a small rattan basket.

"Grandfather from where? Bring what?" asked Dena Kepo and approached Grandpa.

"Grandfather abis from the garden. Here, bring vegetables." Grandpa showed me the contents of his basket.

"Damn! This is what, Cake. Carrots huh? But it's white. The feeling of Dena carrot is orange." chirped Dena who was so curious immediately took the vegetable. Turning it around was so curious.

"This is called a turnip. Uh! Uh, don't eat, Cu!" Grandpa immediately snatched the radish in Dena's hand because the girl almost ate it.

"Gee! Why, Cake? I wonder how it feels."

"Don't eat, Cu. It's not good if eaten raw, different again with carrots that are eaten raw are delicious." explained Grandpa.

"Yeah... Dena thinks, Cake." reply Dena moody.

"Mending you help Grandpa cook yuk! All of you learn to be a good wife to her husband."

"Grandfather! Don't talk about wives, Dena doesn't like it." Dena said scowling.

Grandpa just giggled slowly. His own hobby for him if it makes his only grandson upset.

"Now! Help Grandpa cut the bag." Grandfather placed the onion and garlic on a cutting board made of wood, put the knife also beside him.

"Internet, Cake?" Dena grimacing. The girl was indeed lacking in cooking.

"Yes, onions. Don't tell me Grandpa doesn't know how to cut onions?"

Dena just smiled. Staring at Grandpa with his innocent face.

"Again, Cu, Cu. You are 16 years old and you don't know. Lose the same old Grandpa." ledek Grandpa.

"Yes, what else, Cake. Nor does his name know if it wants to be used again?"

"Now yes! Your grandfather taught you. Tomorrow we have to be smart." Grandpa painstakingly taught Dena how to cut onions properly. Apparently Dena was so quick to respond. Although the cut is irregular but it is okay.

"Well! That's how. Now help Grandpa cut the turnip out of this pot of potatoes, too."

"Her skin is peeled first. Thin-thin sniffed it."

"This is it, Cake?" said Dena demonstrate.

Grandfather just nodded while watching the granddaughter who was struggling in the kitchen.

Even at night say hello, Dena and Grandpa had finished eating the results of cooking it earlier. Now Dena and Grandpa are sitting on the outside porch.

The night breeze that greeted him made Dena tighten the blanket on his body. It was ridiculous to see Dena wearing a blanket on the outside porch.

"Tomorrow Grandpa would take a tour of the village?" bargain Grandpa.

"As for Grandpa. He was nudged." replied Dena.

"Jude, come in! It was time for a rest night. Wake up early tomorrow don't forget." said Grandpa.

"Dena go in first, huh, Cake? Grandpa also came in, slept. Don't go on outside, cold, Kek." said Dena then got up from her seat, went inside.