
Sania was in town for about a week. Waiting for search teams to find signs of life rather than the victims of the plane crash.
However, the result is nil. Even the wreckage of the plane that was found was not entirely. Because, the transportation device that flew him space had exploded shortly after kissing the sea water.
"We're home, Miss." The adjutant no longer had the courage to raise his face when talking to Sania. Because, it can be ascertained that the two main employers have died. Therefore, inevitably, her master was now a tall, slender woman figure standing on the edge of the pier this afternoon.
Sania pulled out her hair that was blown by the wind. He looked towards the aide. The confidant of Trevino who had accompanied him for these few days.
Without intending to answer, Sania walked past the arrogant aide. It's been quite a few days, it's not considered. Because the adjutant was even sure that the great lord and mistress were alive. But now his hope seems lost and dashed. Including with his work that may be threatened to disappear.
The adjutant named Bing sighed. "I must correct my attitude towards the big madam. Otherwise, that woman could kick me out." Bing monologues when Sania is away. He tidied up his suit. Then followed the master. Bagiaga. Sania is the legal wife of the great lord. Bing should respect it.
"When are you standing there, Bing?" The rebuke of Sania disperse the adjutant's reverie.
"Ah, sorry Madam. We're going straight home or-"
"Go home, Bing. Where else are you going? It's not a vacation, because I'm in mourning" said Sania.
Hearing the words of the master. Bing, no longer asking. He also did the four-wheeled vehicle slowly penetrate the city highway is always crowded. Bing, occasionally stop his vehicle at the post rest for stomach contents and gasoline.
Because the journey they will take is quite far. About sixteen hours of road trip.
In one area, a girl was playing in the sand on the beach. Mom called him shortly. "Ale! Let's clean!" call Vynnitta and raise her son crawling on the warm white sand.
"Camey, Mom!" The princess waved the flag she had planted in the sand tower. Then the Daddy overlapped with his bare chest. Both are chuckling.
"Of course, you guys haven't been satisfied since!" vynnitta protested while holding the son in front of her body. So it's getting late afternoon. This little family came out of the beach. On the way to their residence, Alessia suddenly asked to stop.
"Why baby?" asked Franklin who was the father of that beautiful little girl.
"Look at the balloonist Dad. Poor, it is old and the trade has not been practiced," replied Alessia. Meanwhile, Vynnitta looks busy breastfeeding Baby Jo, her second son with a handsome man sitting behind the wheel with the girl next to him.
"Stop, baby. Let Ale do as he pleases" Vynnitta said without turning her head in either direction. But, he understood about what this father and son were discussing.
Franklin also complies with Alessia's will. Because this first princess indeed had a soft and loving heart. Alessia could at least see that there was someone else who looked hard in front of her eyes.
After they pulled over. Franklin and Alessia get out of the car. His daughter was embraced to cross the road that was quite crowded by the vehicle. Surprisingly, even though this place is crowded. No vehicles stopped to buy Grandpa's merchandise.
Many pedestrians also pass by. Alessia ran as they had set foot on the sidewalk. " Grandpa. How much are these balloons worth?" ask Alessia to the point.
"A ... This is only ten thousand," he said slowly. Looks like this seller is exhausted and also overheated. Seen from his mouth that kept it open. But, Alessia did not see any bottles of mineral water filled. There's only one empty bottle below.
"Dad." Alessia looked at Franklin's face. The man who was his father also nodded in understanding. Franklin thought the same thing. His face turned left and right. But that is surprised by the arrival of his wife who holds baby Jo.
"Honey, why are you following?" surprised franklin. Moreover, he knew that the condition of the highway was always crowded. But that's not really a big deal for Vynnitta.
"I brought you this. Unfortunately no one ate," Vynnitta handed a paper bag containing a lunch box and drinks packaging into Alessia's hands. Until his two daughters eyes sparkled
"Look. There is food and drink! Accept it, it's safe and delicious" Alessia said, handing the paper bag to the balloon seller.
"I–ini for me?" The balloon seller, surprised. He asked full of astonishment. Why is it a coincidence. Her thought.
"Thank you" said the balloon seller's grandfather with a trembling voice. He has been hungry and thirsty since this morning. Because, his trade today has not been sold at all. Want to move to another place he can't. His legs were sprained when passing through this place. Usually he would go around to the tourist attractions. But, he resigned only to stop at this place because his legs hurt.
This little family was so touched when he saw the grandfather eating greedily. Alessia's observant eyes caught a bruise under the balloon seller's ankle.
"Dad," called Alessia while pointing at the grandfather's feet. Franklin nodded and smiled. He was very impressed with his daughter who was so attentive to detail. He could even find a wound covered in the tip of the trousers.
Incidentally, Alessia always carried a bag containing medicines on her back. He took out a small bottle containing a black tablet. Alessia downgraded Vynnitta's talent in concocting herbs. And make it in extract form.
"Look. After, eat take the medicine as well huh. Don'worry. My mother was a herbalist. Grandfather will be able to walk again after taking this medicine," explained Alessia answered the doubts emanated from the care of the balloon seller's grandfather's face.
The old man had no other choice but to respond to what Alessia had given him. Because in addition to expensive stomach pardi he also endured pain and pain in his ankle since.
"Who are y'all? Why so good? This medicine seemed to be reacting to my feet immediately" asked the grandfather, shaking his legs which had improved slightly.
This little family also smiled in response to the astonished look of the grandfather. Because this is not their first sight. Because this family has often helped people randomly. It depends on their daughter Alessia's eyesight.
"So, how much do these balloons cost?" ask Alessia again.
"Ha, everyone? Do you want a balloon. Let Grandpa give you one for free," he bargained.
"No, Cake. My daughter wants everything" Franklin explained. Then he handed me some money. "Is this enough to pay for all these balloons?"
The old man could not answer. Because he first calculated the overall price of his merchandise. So, he returned the rest of the money that Franklin had given him.
"It's a lot of excess, sir. All of them were only a total of three hundred thousand. There are thirty-one balloons, which is a bonus for this beauty" the grandfather explained.
"Get it, Cake. Here's toyou. Go home, and take care of your feet."
The balloon salesman didn't know what else to say. His trade is up in wholesale. Until he does not need to go home with a heavy carry.
The vehicle carrying Sania paused briefly by the side of the road. Because Sania wants fruit sweets sold on the roadside. He remembers when his grandmother was alive. "This is Grandma's favorite mango candy. Does it feel the same?" Sania muttered as she looked at the fruit bag.
He took a quick glance, towards the beautiful girl who was handing out character balloons.
Alessia distributed the balloons to every child she met on the street until she stood a little away from the sidewalk. Because, Alessia wants to give a balloon on a small motorbike. Franklin and Vynnitta also shared with other riders. They were used to following Alessia's wishes like this.
However, a two-wheeled vehicle was speeding uncontrollably from the opposite direction. Vynnitta looked over. He loudly shouted Alessia's name where the princess' position was a bit far from him.
"Ale!!"
The owner of a pair of beautiful eyes that stood not far from Alessia was wide-eyed. Sontak threw the bag in his hand, and then ran.
And ...
BRAAKKK!
...Seriate...