My Friend in Grandpa Village
Chapter 43
Sunday is a long-awaited day for everyone and everyone. Where the day is a weekend, some people rest and some even still struggle to find a mouthful of rice. That is life, sometimes the wheel is spinning, there are above and below. Everything changes with time.
Today Dena and her Papa are packing. The holiday schedule is set for Monday tomorrow. While Dena was packing, Wira was as well.
"DORRY!!"dena shouted from inside the room.
The hero who was cleaning his desk was surprised and quickly ran down the stairs. The risk of a great home is so. The stairs with her son were different. One in front and one in back.
"Why, Honey?" tanya Wira was worried about her bad breath.
"Why why?" ask the girl with a plain face. At this time he was sitting on a mattress and beside him there was a large suitcase and his clothes were still not neat.
"Why are you? How do you scream? Make Papa surprised plus worried aja." nagging Wira sighed.
"Hehe, sorry, Papa. Dena just want a phone minjam Papa aja kok." he replied again without the slightest guilt.
"Astaghfirullah's. Gini amad's son. Why don't you go straight to Papa's room?"
"Mager, Dena Mager, Pa. Oh yes, about the answer Brother Cahya has been told not to know Papa yet?" ask Dena who yesterday had made an offer to go on vacation.
"Udah." replied Wira simply.
"When?" peekik Dena's.
"Yes last night."
"But you don't know?" the girl was already pouting with her moyong lips.
"You forgot? Yesterday night you were sleeping pules, would wake up but afraid."
Dena just scratched her head not itchy. Back he remembered this morning, the missed call notification bejibun on the main screen.
"Did you remember now?" sindir Wira again.
"Hehe..."
"So, don't beat Papa again. This is a cell phone so right? If not, Papa will go back to the room."
"Eh! Uh! So dong. Here's hpnya!"
The hero immediately pulled the phone out of his pants pocket and gave it to Dena.
"Thank you, Papa."
"Yes." Yeah."
It looks like Dena's fiddling with the phone in her hand. For a moment he stopped and looked at the Papa who was still at home in his room.
Sontak Wira directly came out of her daughter's room without saying a word.
Saying hello, the two look cool chatting at the dining table before eating dinner. Also, the waiters were arranging the food on the table.
"Pa, what time is it tomorrow?" ask Dena.
"In the morning, a little bit of luck anyway let us leave later not grasak-grusuk."
Dena just nodded in understanding. Both are ready to eat dinner once the food has been arranged neatly and completely.
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The next day, Dena was ready. He seemed to be waiting for his father.
"Father! Haven't you? It will be late." he shouted from the ground floor. It had been five minutes for the girl to wait but there had been no sign of the arrival of the Hero.
Not long after that Wira was seen coming down with her black backpack. The man was just carrying a few clothes.
"It's been a long time." Dena's grouchy.
"So Papa's in the bathroom. Ordinary call of nature." explained Wira.
"Jude, let's go! Not to mention pick up Brother Cahya loh, Papa forgot?" search Dena while staring intently.
"Astaghfirullah, sorry dear. Really forgot." The hero patted his forehead slowly.
"No, Dena said whatever. Cepetan ayok!"
"Yes, yes." both of them went straight out to the main door. Then go directly into the car that already has a driver in the steering chair. The hero immediately took over Dena's belongings and put them in the trunk of the car. Now both of them are sitting in the backseat preparing to pick up Cahya again.
Not long after their car stopped at a boarding house. Dena immediately went down and knocked on the door and it didn't take long for the door to open.
"Are you ready?" tanya Dena researched.
"Sir, is this really?"
"Yes really. My brother is ready, right?"
"Huumm yes. Wait, I'll get the stuff inside."
"Don't be long, Brother."
