
"Yes Grandpa, because also remember that time, every time Grandma and Grandpa came to the house because, because always ask for this side dish cuisine the same Grandma, because Grandma's cuisine is very good" anggara said while taking rice into his plate, then took the side dish.
"Yes because, Grandma misses that time, at that time, your father looks very happy if you see yourself happy" said Grandma scooped rice into her plate
"Yes nek, because it is also very longing, because it misses my father, because it also misses my mother" Anggara said with sadness
"Already, do not grieve because, there are still Neenek, now you finish your food yes" said Grandma
"Yes nek" Anggara said with a smile.
Anggara and Grandma began to bribe his rice into the mouth, Anggara ate very greedily because at that time was his favorite side dish, Grandma saw Anggara who ate very greedy to make her heart feel happy.
"Pity because, he's been left with his parents since childhood, now there's only me that he hopes right, me as his Grandma can only make her always happy, he said, but it can't make him like his other friends, who have everything" said the Granny, staring at Anggara.
"Why grandma, why did you stop eating?" Anggara asked because he saw Grandma who stopped bribing rice into her mouth for a moment, and looked at her with eyes that began to glare.
"It's okay because" Grandma answered turning her gaze toward the plate filled with rice and side dishes.
Anggara continued eating, and he had three times added rice.
"Aaaggg" Anggara let out his burp sound.
"Have you been full?" Ask Grandma
"It's granny, now because you want to wash the dishes first" Anggara said while taking the dirty dishes grandma.
"No need because, let Grandma just wash the dishes" said Grandma holding Anggara's hand who was holding her plate
"It's okay Grandma, because you can wash dishes, because you want to help grandma" said Anggara
"Alright because" said Grandma let go of her grip.
Anggara also brought dirty dishes to the dishwasher. He moved his hand toward the dish soap, then took the soap and poured the soap into a bowl of water, after that he shook the water that had been put soap earlier with dishwasher sponge, had seen the water frothy, Anggara began to wash the dishes one by one very clean.
After washing the dishes, Anggara went into his room, and sat down on his desk chair. For a moment he pondered towards the book and pencil located on the table, he thought about how to control the power of his hearing. Recalling about the incident on the road to his house, his hearing suddenly became sharp.
He tries to remember what he did during the incident so that his hearing strength comes, he repeats his memories of Indra who turns into the path that leads to his house, he recalls, after that he did nothing he just pedaled the bike slowly and there was no thought of just focusing on one direction: the road.
"I did nothing, only then did I not think of anything else, daaaannn, I focused on my hearing, and at that moment my ears moved a little, after that I had just met the policeman, was that how my sharp hearing came" say Anggara with a sense of spirit
Anggara remembered about his sharp hearing came, he was willing to try it again in order to control his strength. He began to focus his mind only on his hearing, without thinking about anything else, and he tried to move his ears, Anggara had been able to move his ears long ago. And at the end of his sharp hearing could come, he listened to the sounds of birds, bats, the sound of walking feet.
"I can, I can, I can get my sharp hearing out, I can already" when Anggara was happy, not knowing why suddenly his sharp hearing was lost with his own.
"Loo how my hearing was lost, I have not done something that could make my hearing was lost, then why now I do not listen to the voice that was" Anggara said feeling confused.
The power of his hearing was not perfect he got, he needed time to perfect that power. Unlike the perfect penetrating power he could use, his sharp auditory power was very difficult to master, if not perfect he would be lost with his own, but Anggara was able to bring out his hearing power.
"Here I am, I want to make another comic, the story is not finished, I will try it next time" Anggara said as he picked up his pencil and comic book.
Anggara began drawing comic characters that he had already created, he continued his comic story.
In addition to drawing comics, Anggara likes to paint, he paints about his parents, he paints his mother's and father's face on white paper, his paintings are not colored only decorated with pencil colors.
On the wall of his room, there are some paintings of the faces of his father and mother are attached, he only has one photo of his memories with his mother and father, when he was a child, when he was a child, they took three pictures in a flower garden, that's all Anggara has as a memory, because Anggara's mother died of her illness and when she was seven years old.
His father loved Anggara's mother very much, many women who liked his father after the departure of Anggara's mother, but all was rejected, because Anggara's father only had one woman in his heart, namely Anggara Mother.
Anggara inherited a pendant necklace that contains photos of his father and mother, the necklace was always Anggara wear without knowing many people, he loved the necklace, because when his mother was sick, he was very fond of the necklace, Anggara was given the pendant necklace and her mother advised to always keep the necklace, Anggara also promised to take care of it.
"It's done, it feels tired to draw yes, but I like to make comics" Anggara said as he stretched his hand
"Now I want to go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow, because I want to make breakfast for grandma"Angara got up from her chair and walked to the bed..
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