My Friend in Grandpa Village

Chapter 54

With a forced heart and not willing Wira drove his car to the boarding house where Cahya lived. It felt really unwilling to pick up his subordinates. Eits, the man forgot that now does not include office hours. If not for the whining of his favorite daughter, where would he be.

By driving a car with above-average speed, Wira turns the steering wheel. Stop right on the side of the road in front of the boarding house. The man hesitated to go out or not. However, given the time at last the man relented rather than later having to get a spiritual flush from his daughter. Yeah, it's better that way. Dena's behavior and his whining reminded Wira of his late wife. His late wife was also very spoiled. So, it was only natural that his behavior was declining to his daughter. Unknowingly Wira had walked away from her car and now she was in front of the door of the boarding house Cahya closed. The area is dominated by women.

"Hey, Sir! What are you going to do here?" suddenly, Wira was surprised by the sound of typical mother-froats that filled his eardrum. Wira even stroked the chest of Istighfar because he was surprised to make.

Seen from the end of the boarding house there are mothers who stand while shaking their waist. The appearance is as usual, long negligee below the knee, midget hair like the style of the singer is soimah. His voice can be said to be similar. Both flat and outspoken. Especially the sound of her laughter.

The hero guessed that the mothers were the owners of the boarding house that Cahya currently occupied. He walked closer, trying to establish a silahturahmi for fear of later being accused of various things.

"Sorry, Mom. Mother of the hostess?" ask the hero carefully, afraid to offend the mother.

"Yes, why is it?" ask the woman.

"Look, Mom. My arrival here just wanted to pick up my employees who happened to rent a boarding house owned by Mom. I have a need for a moment."

"Who?" ask the mother with her soprano voice, or a familiar high voice.

Surprised not playing. If this is the case, he will be deterred. Will no longer come to this place for the umpteenth time.

"His name is Cahya, ma'am." replied Wira quietly.

"Haaa? Whahuh? Not that your voice is this. If you speak clearly, Bah! Try repeating!" tell the woman fiercely. Can be seen from the expression of his face that seems unable to be invited to singahturahmi.

Hearing the noise from outside, all the occupants who occupied the boarding house came out. Fortunately, there are not many people because they work on average. Once he felt himself noticed, the hero became uncomfortable. Moreover, their eyes looked at him with gazes full of admiration. It was as if the gaze wanted to drag him inside. Wira shuddered in horror, for the first time in his life like he was being ganged up like this. Indeed the power of mother-emak.

The average occupying the boarding house is a young unmarried woman.

"www... Mas, what's the need to come here?"

"Hello, handsome. Wanna go in? Just want to make a coffee."

"Ma Shaa Allah, how handsome your creation is."

Such are the sounds that automatically enter the eardrum of Wira. He was very embarrassed to be noticed that way. What's more, the average woman. A species that likes to seduce handsome men. Yes if not handsome don't expect to be teased! Thoughtful, let alone smiling. There is even a disinsein while digosipin.

"Where is it, Mom? His name is Cahya." explained Wira wants to go quickly.

"Oh, Cahya. It was in two rooms before the end. Watch out! Don't you dare go in." threatened the hostess.

"Well, that's his son's nongol too. Oi! Here you are." Everyone looked at each other because they were confused as to who was called. Even the hero did not dare to turn his body, afraid of the gazes of those women.

"Aishis. Fucking women! Cahya, you're here!" his word again made the Hero ventured to look back. His breath immediately sounded relieved, finally the person he was looking for finally appeared as well.

"Go there! Watch out, don't go inside!" the mother finally turned her body. After getting permission, Wira began to walk carefully towards the boarding house Cahya who unfortunately turned around. He had to walk past the women whose heads were shackled from behind the door. The words were thrown at him. The hero covered his ears tightly.

When he arrived in front of the Cahya boarding house, the woman's forehead immediately wrinkled. He was confused as to why his boss was in this place? Is there a need with the women who inhabit one of the hostels here?

The hero immediately stood up straight while putting up his face as usual. Cold and pretentious. "That's..." The hero stopped his speech making Cahya even more confused.

"Why, Sir?"

"Ituu.." it felt like his tongue was a hoax to speak. Between prestige and shame come together.

"If you have no intention of talking. I'm coming in, sir." Cahya's bluffing is puffed up.

"Look, the point is this isn't my request. But, Dena's request. He asked you to come home."

For a moment both were silent. Cahya who heard it immediately laughed softly.

"Is something funny?" exclaim Wira put on a cynical face.

"Hahaha, that's hard, sir, sir. I want to lead the war." ledek Cahya make Wira feel upset.

"Don't protest much. Quickly prepare. It's orders!" tell the hero as if he were the boss. Yes, it is the boss.

"Actually the father's orders I do not have to obey yes. But, since this is Dena's request, yeah okay, I want to."

"Eat fast! I don't like long-winded women."

"Some, who wants to be with whose father? Nothing either." said Cahya as she was about to enter her boarding house.

After getting ready, then they immediately moved to go home to the residence of the Wira. However, before that Wira stopped by for a while at an ice cream shop. There are so many kinds of ice cream, there are also chocolate bars, candy. Yes, you could say the store sells snacks that many female customers who buy.

Meanwhile Cahya stayed, waiting in the car. Not long after that Wira came back while carrying a medium-sized crackle. He not only bought it for his daughter, but for the people at home.

"Can I have one, sir? It's a lot." ask Cahya.

"Can't. It's just for teenagers. Adult women are not suitable." refused Wira gave a very inversely proportional reason.

"Pelit." sneered Cahya quietly. "One day, sir. I'm afraid of camping. What about ants, sir?" The hero was eager to pry this woman's head out. Where there is trouble because of ants. And what else he said. A ford? Very ancient, yes even though he also slightly believes the word which is said to have an implied meaning for the people of ancient times.

"Will not stumble. I tie you with handcuffs so you can't stumble." reply Wira who finally focused on driving after.

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tie using handcuffs dong om🤣 cuss, would ya if this story might be a lot to the story of his papa dena. here I want to finish the story so that later the plot will not make a mess of the story dena and fairel who struggle to unite because of the wall that prevents them to unite🤭