My Friend in Grandpa Village

Chapter 42

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"Pa, Brother Cahya didn't pick up Dena too? He said he would pick up Dena at the reception. Now how come there's no?" dena asked remembering their conversation last week.

"You don't know, honey. Maybe he was busy at the office. You work, you forget?"

Dena just nodded. Trying to hide his disappointment and think positively. It might be true what her father said just now that Cahya was now busy in the office.

"Why is this a different path, Pa?" Dena looks confused when her father turns his car to a different road.

"To the office first huh? Kok clash, Papa just want to take the file that was left behind." explained Wira while looking at it for a while.

"Okedeh" replied Dena giving permission.

After a few minutes, the luxury car entered the office area. The hero immediately parked his car right in front of his skyscraper. He got out of the car and opened the door for his daughter. Dena stuff he left in the back seat so that later there will be no hassles except mobile phones.

Sepi, that's what Dena saw when she entered the reception. Tumbens are not as usual. Usually many employees pass by there, but? Why is it quiet and quiet now?

"Pa, where are you brothers here?" asked Dena glanced at her Papa.

"There." replied the short-lived Hero.

"Lt!" Dena screeched. Reopen the phone and scroll it. Walking slowly along with the steps of the increasingly slow hero now slowly.

"Darling!" tegur Wira did not like when he saw his daughter was busy playing her phone. Busy with their own world.

"Yes, Papa, I'm sorry." Dena replied and then turned off her phone and gave it to her Papa.

"Don't repeat!" wira advised.

"Yes, Papa." replied Dena according to.

Both of them entered the elevator. The hero immediately pressed a few number buttons that Dena could see how many.

"Cock it up?" ask Dena again. The paper presses the top floor number button which is the rooftop.

"No pa-pa, honey. Papa just wants to find the air immediately, but the above is still there." replied Wira as it were.

"Owh." Dena simply nodded without asking much more. Feelings if he asks will definitely be answered "no pa-pa"

Ting

The elevator door opened, the face that was just ordinary now very surprised and a little moved.

"SURPRISENNNN!!!" yell everything. Employees at the reception and several others are now gathered. Although not all of them, but Dena very memorized their faces. The faces he always greeted and they were a little familiar especially to a woman who was holding a cake and standing in the middle of the crowd.

Balloons flew and trumpets sounded like each other.

"Papa. this-" Dena was speechless.

"Surprise, dear." said Wira smiling as she stretched out her hands.

Dena immediately went into the man's arms. It was a little sobbing because it was moved. Surrounded by many people who are very dear to him really makes the girl grateful.

Everyone who saw that was also moved. They are witnesses of how their boss struggles to raise his daughter alone. Companies that were once small are now growing rapidly. The branches are everywhere. There may be some new employees, and they also know it through stories from their seniors who have worked dozens of years at the company.

"Hey, hey. Why is Papa's son crying? Don't cry dong later look ugly loh?" goda Wira still had time.

"Who used to be dong. Ew! They make a surprise for you. Come on, honey, spirit!" whiskey Wira gives encouragement.

"Don't cry anymore" he continued and wiped the tears on Dena's cheek. Dena just nodded.

Now that the girl is dealing with everyone, the error may be partial.

"Thank you for the surprise of everyone. Dena was moved. Anyway, Dena said thank you very much." said Dena.

"Together, Deck." they answered. One by one gave gifts and was immediately accepted by Dena so excitedly.

"Om, um don't want to give Dena a gift?" ask Dena who is now dealing with Steve.

"There's. It's!" reply Steve then pulled out a beautiful necklace from inside his suit pocket.

"Wahh! Pretty, Om. Hehe, but Dena already wears a necklace. Time to be made again, the effect so show off? Dena simple yes, Om, make mementos." said Dena then thank you.

"No pa-pa, Non. Just a smile."

"Om, did Dena say don't call Non. How many times did Dena say, don't-"

"Yes, Adek Dena. Om denger this." cut Steve quickly before receiving a long hospitality.

"Well, it's good with the horrors. Is that right, Om? Dena went to the others first." the girl immediately went to the others.

Now he approached the woman holding the cake. Stand in front of her with a sweet smile.

"Please, sister." said Dena. That's all, that's all he can say.

"Together, Deck. The cake? Wanna don't?" haggar Cahya.

"You dong." replied Dena. Cahya immediately moved to put the cake on the table. Take a knife and cut it.

Take a piece of cake and put it on a small plate. "Aaaaa dong first."

Dena opened her mouth to take the bribe. "What son, what brother made you?" asked Dena so enjoyed.

"Hehe, no. Brother is not good at making cakes." replied Cahya scoffed.

"Sorry, Dek? Brother didn't pick you up." said Cahya.

"No pa-pa, brother. Right now I'm in front of Dena, and I'm surprised again. It will be touched by Dena tuh." replied the girl, her eyes condense.

"Don't cry, it will be ugly." exclaimed Cahya made the two laugh.

"Sister, hug ya?"

"By, here!"

One hug he got. So warm and soul winning. A familiar body scent in his sense of smell. He is calm, peaceful.

Dena smiled occasionally in that embrace. His happiness has multiplied many times over.

"Ekhemmm.." their arms slipped.

"Eh, Father!" chirps Cahya reflex.

"Why is he here?" ask Dena as if the code expels.

"You don't want Papa here? Oh, good yeah. There's something new now Papa's been ignored. That's really good, huh?" Hero faked.

"Papa, Dena's ticklish. Papa's getting weird." said Dena grimacing. Makes Cahya hold back the laughter. Now he is not as awkward when dealing with his boss. Not as scary for him as before.