The mask.

19.

Monday is one of the names of the day that sometimes makes Rama hate his day. How not, that day was the beginning of all the busyness happened for a whole week except Saturday and week. From the morning after breakfast, Rama will leave for school early. Back at school she changes clothes by lightning and goes straight to the company to learn to take care of the business her grandfather left behind. That is also what often makes the grandmother angry, besides because the grandson is too busy and does not have time to talk to him, the grandmother is upset because the rest time of her favorite grandson is reduced.

Not infrequently Nek Lidya nagged when he found that the grandson brought home unresolved work, Nek Lidya even threatened to close the company if not prevented by Rama. Finally, the one who got nagged indirectly was the one who taught and made her grandson work too much, who else if not the secretary who was very trusted by her late husband first.

"Have you eaten, son?" the grandmother asked, tired of seeing her granddaughter.

Rama turned his head while opening his eyes that had been closed, Rama also forced a thin smile so that he did not look too tired. "Here, dong grandma. By the way, why isn't grandma sleeping? Is it at this hour?"

"Which grandmother can close her eyes well when she knows that her favorite granddaughter is still not home?" Nek Lidya sat down next to his granddaughter, the old woman brought a cup of tea for Rama. "Drink, he said it's good to relieve fatigue?!" the grandmother's decree makes Rama must still drink it even though he does not want to.

"Thank you, grandma." Rama sipped little by little the tea his grandmother made. "It's very efficacious, Grandma. I feel better even if I have just drank a little!" praise Rama and comment.

"It's good that if you like, grandma will make it every time you get home late!" reply from grandma.

"Then I'll make sure to go home sooner, Grandma."

Rama nodded quickly. "It's not so, grandma. I just don't want an exhausted grandma instead!" obviously Rama.

Nek Lidya smiled happily, then the old woman got up from her seat. "It's late, rest, my naughty grandson!"

"Grandma too!" bala Rama stood up and gave the grandmother a short hug.

"Remember, don't work anymore! There's still tomorrow! Why also employees in the company if you continue to do everything? Should grandma fire them all and start looking for new, more competent workers?"

Rama raised his hand to sign that he was losing. "No work for tonight, I promise! I'll take a shower and go straight to bed as soon as I get into the room?!"

Nek Lidya nodded in satisfaction, he believed his granddaughter would always hold onto the promise he had said. "Good sleep, son. Dreaming is beautiful!" a brief kiss landed on Rama's forehead, of course Rama had to duck because he was taller than the grandmother now.

"Grandma too, good night and a good dream for grandma!" Rama returned the kiss of the grandmother on the cheek of the old woman. He loves moments like this, he feels he is really part of this family and not just a stranger stealing someone else's place. If asked what he is still acting now, then the answer is only one. Currently Rama does it more casually and without acting at all, he can express his affection sincerely and not made-up. Living together for several years, it has fostered feelings of affection between families in the heart of Rama who once there was only violence and cruelty of the world. Rama hoped his peaceful day would always go like this without any hindrance at all.