My Friend in Grandpa Village

Chapter 97

The first day in a different mood, Dena seemed to smile throughout her breakfast. Unlike the father who now looks not okay.

"Who do you want, honey?" tanya Cahya offers a variety of breakfast to Dena.

"That's it, sister." So happy Dena, she didn't even think about making another call to mom.

"Sister?" sahut Wira reprimanded his daughter.

"Eh! So what do you call Dena?" ask the girl confused.

"Mama can, right?" reply Hero.

Dena was silent for a moment. He looked at the face of the father and then turned to look at Cahya. Dena lowered her head. It makes Cahya assume that Dena is not ready to accept his presence.

"Even though Mama's been gone a long time, but, Dena doesn't want anyone to take Mama's place."

A moment of silence. Perhaps they were surprised by the response given by Dena.

The girl raised her face looking at Cahya.

"Mother. Dena call Sister Cahya Mother. From now on." said Dena slowly looking at Cahya with a genuine smile.

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In the yard of the house Dena looks still messy because of the decoration of the pelaminan that has not been tidied up. There was even a lot of rubbish scattered there. Makes the eyes not feel good looking at him. Today also the janitor came to clean the yard of Dena's house. That's a risk if you hold a reception at your own residence. Surely the house and yard will be dirty and messy.

Looks like the janitor passed by while picking up the garbage scattered. Some are cleaning equipment.

"Dena, take that, honey." Grandpa Hari showed the trash scattered near her grandson.

"Yes, Cake." The girl swiftly did the grandfather's orders. Because he wanted his yard to be clean quickly, everyone in the Dena residence seemed to be cleaning up. Even their host also intervened.

After draining a considerable amount of energy, they finally finished the job at noon. The janitors had also left Dena's residence.

"You don't want a vacation? Didn't Dena also finish the semester exam?" asked Grandpa Hari as they gathered in the living room.

"Wira's up to Dena, Pa. How are you, honey?" sahut Wira to his daughter.

"Now. Dena wants to see the Eiffel Tower." said the girl without burden.

The hero, Cahya, and Grandpa Hari looked at him in surprise. Yes how not to be surprised, once Dena said it even made them almost hanging. Is it not wrong that the girl asked for a vacation to Paris?

"So seriously abroad? Not far?" asked the father still in surprised mode.

Dena nodded her head without hesitation. "Where? Papa agrees, right?" the girl said she hoped.

Wira glanced at Cahya. "Papa is up to you. Papa ngikut. We rarely go on holiday abroad?"

"Mother, how?" Cahya was always speechless when Dena called her Mother. A strange call in his ears.

"No problem. Mother follow me." Cahya stroked Dena's hair slowly.

"Yesse... Dena's leaving tomorrow. Grandpa's coming too, right?" the girl looked at her grandfather.

"Haha, distance, dear. Grandpa is old, mending at home while throwing a selonjoran. Than later grandfather's waist gout right?" Dena nodded her head approving of the grandfather's words. Yes, Paris is far away. And even if they brought Grandpa Hari, he would complain of pain because his physique was no longer young.

"Yes already. Next time if we take a vacation." reply the girl resigned.

Tong

Suddenly a voice greeted their ears. It turned out that it was the sound of the house bell.

Cahya rushed up to open the door. However, his movements were immediately restrained by Dena.

"Let's just. Mother sits quietly while talking about our vacation."

"OK." reply Cahya according to it.

Dena went straight to the front door. Who the hell is visiting during the day?

Chequelek

"Na-"

Brak!!

Dena immediately closed the door of her house so that her voice could be heard all the way to the middle room. Dena stared at the door in front of her that was closed. Dena quietly blew her bangs and then went straight from there.

The arrival of Dena who put on a stern face made her family stare in wonder. Then not long after that the bell sounded again. The girl snorted violently.

Without saying a single word, the girl immediately left. He walked quickly to his room. His heart feels bad.

While downstairs, Wira seemed to walk towards the door. As soon as the door opened, the man was quite surprised by the presence of a young man standing in front of the door.

"Well, Arel. When's it?" ask Wira.

Fairel smiled briefly looking at the man. "How come, Om." lied to the young man.

"Let's go in! That came to you too?" The man immediately invited the young man inside.

"Bother ya, Om?" fairel asked unkindly.

"No. You're late, it should have been this morning. Can help you clean up in front." joked Wira makes Fairel smile while scratching his head does not itch.

The hero directly brought Fairel into the living room. Where there was still Cahya and Grandpa Hari who seemed to be chatting.

"Sit, Rail."

"Yes, Om. Thanks." Thanks."

"How are you, Cake??" asked Fairel to take a seat next to Grandpa Hari.

"Alhamdulillah, fine, Rail. How are you doing too? Long time no go back to the village? There was Uncle and Aunt you asked."

"Alhamdulillah, Arel is also good, Cake. Hehe, yes. Now Arel has not had time to look at Uncle and Aunt. There's no preparation for that."

"You're still communicating, aren't you?"

"Still, Cake. The last was three days ago."

"Well if you want to go home with the Goddess too. Kasian, he might miss his parents too."

"Yes, Cake."

"Eummm... Om, Aunt, Cake. Arel's arrival here just want to see Dena. If you'll know, the Dena's there?" fairel asked no further pleasantries.

"So that opens the door to Dena. Why aren't you getting in?" tanya Wira made Fairel confusedly say. All he does is grin.

"You didn't make Om's son cry, did you?" probing Wira looked at Fairel with an intimidating look.

"No, Om." as quickly as possible Fairel shook his head.

"Goodoo. Om really confused, from last night you were like marahan. What's up?"

Unknowingly Fairel gulped a rough saliva. He's groggy. What else do you want to answer? Does he have to be honest?

Seeing Fairel's discomfort made Cahya understand, she immediately distracted the two of them. The woman stroked her husband's arm slowly, as if coding so as not to put too much pressure on Fairel. Not just look at the face of Fairel who was stiff even more rigid.

"Dena's in her room. A minute, let's call you first."

"Where are you going?" ask the possessive Hero.

"Just go to Dena's room for a moment." replied Cahya was anxious with the man's behavior like a child clinging to every time. Remembering her frustration earlier this morning made Cahya think that her husband had a double personality.

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Dena comeback 😌 really sleepy actually this plus lemes🤣🤣sorry yes if long up. You were so sorry 😌 napalan numpang became gito🤣🤣🤣