My Friend in Grandpa Village
Chapter 23
Two weeks of getting up early makes Dena a little used to it. Even the Papa was surprised when he came to his daughter's room. The mattress is neat and then the body is clean wrapped in his school uniform. Today the girl started entering school in her second semester. The class remains the same and so do some of the other kids.
Dena came down with a small backpack that she was carrying next to her back. Letting the bag move irregularly along with his footsteps down the stairs.
Some of the servants in his house bowed respectfully when they saw his master's son stepping his feet towards the last rung.
"Morning, Non." greet them compact. The three-man waiter smiled as he stood at the end of the stairs welcoming him.
The girl's morning smile was so bright. Returns the smiles of his ministry.
"Morning, everyone." he nodded his head and went to the table to eat breakfast.
"How come you're down, Bik?" asked Dena while walking.
"Yet, Non. Maybe it'll be down soon."
"Okay, Bik." she replied in response. Then pull the dining table chair and sit down, open the smartphone while waiting for the Papa down.
Not long ago there was the sound of the footsteps of shoes rubbing against the floor. "Good morning, Papa's son." said Wira immediately kissed Dena's head.
"Again, Papa."
"Papa's true spirit. What's up?" ask Wira while sitting his butt on the chair.
"There's Papa in front of me. His handsome face was handsome but unfortunately a virgin widower. Hahahahahha." the girl chuckled to herself as she said the sentence in the tone of a song.
"Young virgin? Does it exist?" ask the hero innocently.
"There's. It's in front of me."
"Well! Do you dare to do it, Papa himself? Will you send me back to Grandpa's village?" threaten Wira who does not know if if Dena sent again to her Grandpa's village, the girl was happy. Wkwk.
"Aren't you afraid that Papa sent you to Grandpa's village?" ask Wira surprised. His son has really changed. A little change in his life. Wake up early, get used to making your own bed, and even yes, the one who cooked dinner yesterday was Dena. Yes, his son is a famous businessman named Prawira Wirawan. A widower left by his late wife. Taking care of a little princess who grew up to this size alone.
"Hehe, really. I'm even more afraid of Papa. Afraid Papa misses me, afraid Papa teased the girls out there. Anyway Dena is afraid more to Papa." deny Dena make the Papa lose terribly.
"Now what are you afraid of Papa besides what?" tanya Wira while massaging her temple. One weapon of threat has disappeared.
"Hehe, afraid Papa is poor. Will I be a dong midfielder? Not cool well, later my super glowing face is so kuel. Trus sleeping in front of people's shops or not under the bridge. Whoa wah! Don't want well don't take it." replied Dena dramatized.
The hero is getting interested in his temple. Instantly his head was not lost. Want to reply but he was out of words and it was his own daughter.
The waiter standing in the kitchen doorway in contact with the dining table only giggled at the chatter of his employer. Really am! It was all entertainment for them. Two weeks ago they were made lonely because there were no more jokes like now.
"Eh! Mostly speaking. Papa, how late will I be? Cepet ate his breakfast, Pa. Abis it Papa straight to the office. Let me go alone with the driver. Watch out! Don't follow me to school." threatened the girl bravely. Ignoring the gawking gaze of her Papa.
"Awas later put in his mouth laler mengangap that way." reprimanded Dena without feeling.
Dena actually left alone with the driver who was driving the car. Arriving at school, Dena walked straight to her class. Class 11 IPA2 is famous for its brain portion.
Arriving in class, Dena immediately sat in her usual place. In the left side corner with a window. The seat is a little back. Dena was so at home. Some of his classmates were already in place and some were still not there.
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