My Friend in Grandpa Village

Chapter 39

The afternoon was not as usual Dena waited a long time in front of the school gate. Usually when he exits the gate, he has found a car that picks him up standby outside the gate.

Looks like the girl's fiddling with her phone.

"Hello, Sir. Where is father? Dena has been waiting for this loh from earlier why not pick up too?" asked Dena to call the driver.

"Ouch! Sorry, Non. This is the father again in the workshop, because the car tire leaked right on the way. Duh...how are you, Non?"

"Huummm is that right, sir? Yaudah, let Dena take a taxi home."

"Yes, Non. Sorry, aren't you?"

"Yes, sir, don't relax. Yaudah if that's Dena's phone cap, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam." the girl immediately closed the phone when she got a greeting from across there. It feels a little upset but he also can not blame Mr. Haryo.

With a little force it finally opens the GO-JEK app. A little waiting for brother Ojol brother who picked him up.

Brummm

"Where to go, brother?"

Dena looked up as soon as she heard the origin of the voice that was very close to her. For a moment he was silent, making sure he was the one being asked.

"Mangga Sari Road. Why?" ask back Dena researching.

"Oh, coincidentally in the same direction. Want nebeng?" the young man was kind.

"Sorry, I don't think so. You already pesen ojol, so maybe even more until." declined Dena politely, he appreciated the young man's offer.

"Really?"

"Huumm yes." replied Dena clumsily. Back trying to send a message to brother brother ojol.

As he grimaced inwardly, why did today seem to be unlucky? Just now the brother ojol said that he was hit by severe traffic because there was a consecutive accident. And if he waits it will take a long time.

Arya, the young man was already getting ready to gasp away.

"Eh! The offers still happen?" dena asked a little screamed because Arya was currently wearing a full helmet that covered part of her face.

Arya turned off her motorbike again. "Jude, up!" said the youth immediately gave the code.

"Still." replied Dena then climbed into the motorcycle seat Arya. He had a little trouble because the young man used his mogenya.

"Can?"

"Could do." replied Dena who is now sitting in a henchman.

"Hand."

Dena said she was only holding the end of Arya's jacket when the young man spurred on his vehicle. Arya drove her vehicle at moderate speed

"Thank you. Want to stop by?" tanya Dena offered.

"No need, brother. Then I'll go home first."

"Oh yes. Careful. Thanks again for the ride." said Dena gave a smile.

"Yes, sister." replied Arya then briefly is no longer visible.

The girl inhaled a deep breath, then exhaled it all at once with a smile. His footsteps entered the gate when it was opened by his house security.

Feeling tired and hungry made him walk straight to the kitchen with his clothes that he did not change at all.

"Bik, is there food? Dena laper." asked Dena to make one of her cool servants washing dishes stop the activity for a moment.

"She, Non. Want Bibik ready? Don't worry, auntie's done this for a second."

"Eh! Uh. no need, Bik. Bibik continued his work, there are still others."

"Well, it's not."

Dena walked towards the dining table, and then another servant came to serve her.

When he was full, Dena immediately went upstairs to his room and changed clothes and took a short break after that he studied.

Does not feel the lentic eye began to close when just visited the soft mattress. Using only his trousers and t-shirt, he slept peacefully. Enjoy the cold air conditioning of his room.

No matter what time he woke up, essentially the phone he kept on the nightstand was ringing with a history of 3 times. The girl checked, the foreign number, so she ignored it.

Apparently once again his phone rang, making him lazy a little move to take his phone.

"Hello?"

"Why not get caught?"

"Who is this?"

"Cowok who likes mangoes."

"Haaa???"

His brain thought hard. Directly sitting on the bed with a crumpled face. His expression was very confusing. Understandably just woke up so his life has not all been collected.

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Abaghfirullah this udh dr 8 pm loh 😥