Village Girl Makes Opium

Chapter 11 Darma does not stop gambling

ekkkhmmm, ekkkhmmm ?

Devan catches Grandpa with Clara in the living room.

" Grandpa ?" said Biantara saw the arrival of the grandfather arrived.

" What are you guys doing ?"

" Anu, sorry grandpa?

I had been slow to visit my grandfather's house" Clara said clumsily

" It's okay, son ?

Can anyone come here as long as it's polite?"

" But I'm just a poor man doesn't deserve to recklessly break into grandpa's house?" Clara felt bad for Grandpa Wijaya.

" Poor or rich we are in the eyes of God ? grandfather does not distinguish anyone who is close to the grandfather or granddaughter ?" Grandpa Wijaya.

Grandpa Vijaya is famous for his humble nature, likes to help people in distress?

so many respected him.

The workers were also happy to work on the tea plantation owned by Wijaya's grandfather.

They often get free food and salary bonuses from the grandfather, it is not uncommon for grandfathers to lend money to those who really need.

vijaya's grandfather was like a helper angel to his workers.

" Yes cake ?" clara smiled back

" Don't play here, boy? grandpa's happy to have friends like you? he can learn to be strong like you ?" Grandpa Wijaya

" Akhh grandpa could have? I'm not as strong as Grandpa said really" Clara smiled awkwardly for him this was the first time she talked to Grandpa Wijaya, before she wanted to say hello just afraid because she was a rich man and much respected village people.

" But Grandpa salutes you, son? at a young age want to help parents make a living, or grandparents children today can only ask for money and play mobile phones only"

" Well, how about a cake?

father only his work playing gambling and drunk drunk, I can what other than help mom sell fried food ?" said Clara sissily

" Yes, grandpa understand? who is patient ?" grandpa patted Clara's shoulder

Biantara just listen.

" I'm going home to cake? " said Clara salute, kiss the back of Grandpa Wijaya's hand

" I'm home ? " Clara glanced at the biantara answered a nod of the head

" Asalamu'alaikum ?"

" waalaikumsallam" replied bian and grandfather together

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At Clara's house

" Where have you been !" tanya darma snapped at Clara

" Tell me where did you get the money to pay off your debt!" tanya darma blocked Clara's wrist

" Sakitt sir ! let go."

" Say Ara !!" snapped darma

" Do you need to know ?" clara ran to the room and locked the door.

Brakkk brak brak !

" Ara open the door !" darma shouted loudly

" Of ara !"

Brakkk brak brak !

Clara did not care about her father's screams.

" What the hell is it, sir ?" ask Sarti after breastfeeding Viona in the room.

" You must know where Clara got the money to pay off my debt!

quickly say Sarti !" darma gripped Sarti's cheek

" I don't know ?" answer Sarti evasive

" lie !" darma kicked down the table next to him

Clara heard Darma scolding her mother

" Bas a coward ! it's usually mommy's pain ! is not satisfied out there drunk drunk, gambling, playing women, not satisfied sir !! It was as if blackmailing us while the father went home asking for money, went gambling again !

losing gambling go home again !! Don't you get tired of your job every day?

The father is the head of the family, it should be the father who works to find money for us !! " clara's anger reveals all her misery to Darma

" Bacottt !"

Plakk .. slap landed on Clara's smooth cheek

" Slap me sir! Slap ! " Claude challenged his father

" After being satisfied never ask for money again on Ara !

Ara doesn't want to have a father like you !" Ara pointed at darma's face

" What did you say !" Darma is getting on apoplexy

" Dear father ? now you can be proud !

but someday if you can't do anything else, Ara won't be willing to take care of your father even if you die!"

" Ara ! watch what you say, son ?" said Sarti crying

" Ara is right, Mom? what a sick mother continues to hurt the father, no living from the father, abandon his responsibilities as a husband !"

Sarti was silent, everything Ara said was true.