My Friend in Grandpa Village

Chapter 52

The next two days finally arrived, where Dena will return to Jakarta. This time the formation of two people increased, namely Fairel and Dewi. Both have established their hearts to fight for education in the country of people. Nervousness certainly exists because this is their first time coming to Jakarta. A metropolitan area where many skyscrapers are located and includes a dense area of vehicles.

The journey they took was long. Probably about two hours in the air and about three and four hours on the ground.

They were already in the car to Dena's residence. Along the way Fairel and Dewi seemed silent, admiring the beautiful city of Jakarta. Many vehicles passed by, and also many beautiful places that they saw at a glance. Pleasure also arouses, but, behind the pleasure there is a sense that is difficult for them to express. Their car is full. In the front seat was Wira and her house driver. And in the backseat are Dena, Cahya, and Dewi. While Fairel was in the back seat alone along with their luggage. Only two medium-sized bags were brought with them that contained only clothes and some important items.

"To this day Om will allow you to stay in Om's house while looking for a suitable place to live for you. And for the Goddess it will certainly be settled." said Wira in their silence.

"Yes, Om." replied Fairel and Dewi simultaneously. Keep in mind that the two have a cousin relationship.

"Tomorrow, Om directly register you to the University in Jakarta. So, later on please give your files for registration." again both Fairel and Dewi just nodded obediently. They don't know it anyway.

While Dena and Cahya choose to just listen. Want to join the conversation it feels will not connect. Considering they have nothing to do with it. It was not felt that their journey had taken about four and a half hours from the airport.

"Sir, later do not forget to stop at my boarding house." exclaimed Cahya felt his residence was close. Yup, Cahya lives in a boarding house, she chooses to live alone rather than living with her parents. Moreover, the distance between the office where he works and his home is quite far. So, Cahya decided to just rent a hostel. The woman would come home every two weeks once.

"Don't!" cut Dena fast.

"Why, Deck?" cahya asked frowning confusedly. Likewise with the hero who looks back.

"Hehe, no. Brother come with Dena aja, later he will return to be delivered by Papa. Yes, Sis?" pinta Dena is hopeful.

"Not to, Dek. This part is already willing to arrive, afraid it will even go back and forth, will be tired." explained Cahya refused subtly.

Hearing the rejection from Cahya made Dena not run out of her wits. He immediately let out his facial expression which would definitely make Cahya melt.

As soon as he saw Dena's facial expression, Cahya immediately turned her face outside. Why did he not have the heart when he saw the son of his boss whining to him.

"Sister, will ya? Once at a time." persuade Dena again while shaking Cahya's arm slowly.

"Darling, if people don't want to be forced. His fear even later makes him uncomfortable." however, suddenly the voice of the Papa who is opposite to him managed to make Dena glance at the Papa with a face look difficult to interpret.

The position of the body that was originally sideways is now sitting upright while the hands are folded to the chest and put on a flat face that even makes it more funny.

"Okay, if not pa-pa. It doesn't mean it either." he said with a straight forward look.

The goddess who became a loyal listener also glanced towards Cahya with an unpleasant expression. However, unfortunately his words just now did not get the sensitivity of his Papa and Cahya. Even Cahya was actually lowered right in front of the boarding house where she lived. The woman begins to notice the strange gurgle of her boss's son. Just be cheerful. And even Dena did not deliver Cahya up to her boarding house.

Half an hour later, the car they were riding in had entered the courtyard of Nessa's residence. The magnificent house that has two floors was successful in making Fairel and Dewi amazed. Very nice, according to them. Yes how not, urban areas and rural areas are very different. Starting from the streets to the surrounding environment. In this Dena residence, it includes a complex of ranks of people. Can be seen when entering the complex alley that looks many magnificent houses lined up neatly.

As soon as the car stopped, Dena immediately went down without inviting the others. The girl went straight inside with a sour face.

"Udah, not pa-pa. Let Om persuade him. Come on, come on in. Don't forget to bring your things in." the man got out of the car and invited the two.

Fairel and Goddess came out together while taking out their things. Standing firmly in the courtyard of the Dena residence with a dazzled look.

"Why stay there, come on in!" reprimand Wira when the two even daydream in front of the hood of the car.

The two gasped in shock, and immediately walked quickly after Wira.

"Assalam'alaikum" they exclaimed as they entered the house. Once inside, they were already greeted by Bik Marsih who served as an art at Dena's house. His age is no longer young but, his body is still fit to do homework that is so extensive and assisted with other arts.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, sir." welcome Bik Marsih bow politely.

"Where is it, Bik?" ask the subtle Wira, because Bik Marsih is the same age as his late mother. So, Wira already considered her as a mother.

"It's gone upstairs, sir. Her face is sour, if you can know why?" ask the Marsih.

The hero just took a long breath. "It's just a small problem, Bik. Later let me be persuaded." replied the Hero who was only replied to a nod of the head by Bik Marsih, did not want to ask a lot for fear of being presumptuous.

"Oh yeah, Bik. These are the children I brought from my village. They're gonna stay here, for the guy today. I'm looking for a new place tomorrow. The guest room downstairs has Bibik cleaned up, right?" ask the Wira who had previously told Bik Marsih to clean the guest room downstairs.

"Sir, Mister. Everything is clean." replied Bik Marsih made Wira smile satisfied because the performance of Bik Marsih is no doubt. Therefore, the Hero does not bear the responsibility of providing a large salary.

While Fairel and Dewi looked a lot to observe the living room in the Dena residence. They understand enough, because Dena comes from among the people. They imagine that later it will be successful as well as Wira, who built a house this grand from his own work.

"Please pass them both, Bik. I want to go to my room first, I have a job to do. And for you, may you be at home and welcome to Om's house. Think of it as your own space yes, Dewi, Arel. Make Marsih who will deliver you, and if you need anything please call him. Om wants to go to the room first because there's something Om has to do."

"Yes, Om. Thanks."

"Yes." Yeah." The hero immediately went to the upper floor whose stairs were different when he headed for Dena's room.

"Come, Non, Den. Please join Bibik." said Bik Marsih to the two who stood upright while carrying a bag belonging to both.

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huy Huy, here begins their real life. Light story yes, do not want heavy-weight conflict😀