
This is the 3rd day of my house that is quiet suddenly crowded, usually this way grandfather will go to our other villa . He dislikes commotion but lets Arthur and his friends and cousins and friends get together when the holiday season arrives .
I rarely visit the brother's house of the father .he only has a sister, aunty jasmine who is busy with her business .. and he is not one who laughs and treats us kindly . after all he is always busy with socialites who are like himself. Her husband has been out of town for months and I know that sometimes Aunt Melati goes on her husband's official trip, although it sucks, Alleya is a lonely child like me... so I felt a little bit sympathy for him.
Today we plan to have a picnic on the edge of the waterfall .a little distance from home, we go there using Max's car and Arthur's car.. even so we still have to walk for 10 minutes to get to the waterfall.
my real freedom is that when Arthur comes, he's the biggest boy in the family and he's a future plantation successor.
Long drama with grandfather when Arthur decided to study in the Civil department .kakek wanted Arthur to school in agriculture in order to continue this plantation . Arthur said that he wanted to go to civil college to build this village. Grandpa was very angry with Arthur's decision.he was not allowed to go to school in the city . the night Arthur came to my room he planned to go and get the knowledge he wanted.That was his love since childhood
" Freya .. no matter what happens you have to be in this house. this house is mom's favorite house. although mom has no take care of this house for mom"
I was half sleepy and trying to digest what Arthur said
" sister .. Where don't stay Freya .. Freya wants to be with sister.. "
" sister goes first . while Freya at home is a good boy and keep this house for mom. later brother often calls"
arthur's ass is round
Arthur went that night with someone I didn't know.maybe one of my grandfather's laborers all I could do was look at him from the kitchen door to the back of the vast tobacco garden . crying and trembling withstood the cold of the wind and the descending mist .I continued to look until the flashlight disappeared and continued muttering
" sister .. I'm in ..." so over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again as he kept shedding tears
The next day everyone was looking for Arthur . I woke up when the sun was high. exhausted and eyes were swollen from crying all night ... I peeked in the slit of the door I opened a little . I didn't want to go out. I closed the door again and went back on the bed looking blankly at the sky - the sky
gramps rumbling ... walking back and forth - barren in the reading room scolded many workers . It's the 4th day Arthur disappeared. And on the 7th day, there was someone calling home .. I don't know who he is... I just eavesdropped on their conversation. Grandpa was very angry at the guy but then softened up and allowed Arthur to go to technical school.
I waited anxiously for how he was doing every day until just how long Arthur called.. She told me that she was doing well and was about to start a lecture she liked she told me to always follow what grandfather said and to minimize the slightest chance of not upsetting grandfather.. Arthur promised to return soon when the semester break arrived
I am grateful in my heart. all return to its original state . I just have to be patient until the moment I arrive in order to get out of this place .. start my adventure with a new life and have the experience to look out, feel it for yourself