Village Girl Makes Opium

Chapter 12 the coming of Vania

The next morning saying hello, the sound of a crowing chicken woke Clara who was still curled under the blanket.

Hoammmmm ?

" Well, is my sleep ?" muttered Clara rubbed her eyes looking at the direction of the wall clock showing five o'clock in the morning.

Clara went from her bed to the bathroom and performed morning prayers.

" What's more fried, ma'am?" ask Clara out of the room

" Fry a banana, son?" replied Sarti while turning back the fried banana.

" Ara help you, ma'am ? "

Mother nodded.

" Mommy, mingan muchin tempeh same bakwan fried course deh? Usually morning time with a lot of ma'am? maybe make a side dish too ? "clara followed her mother

" Oh that,, ? have you fried tempeh yet?

fear of misfortune to deliver fried food in the garage, continue selling in the market"

" yes, ma'am?"

All the fritters were neatly arranged in the box, Clara's hustle was saying goodbye to the mother.

Clara paddles her bike through the plantation road, she runs into a red jazz car.

" Something I just saw? whose car is it? " murmurm Clara asked.

" Akh bodo? bad luck thinking the car is not clear "

at seven Clara to the market.

" Why do you think of bad luck ?" ask the neighbor Udin who sells vegetables next to him.

" Yes, last night we fought with Dad!"

Ehhh !

Clara keceplosan

" Charm why? play gambling again" asked Udin kepo

" No, I was wrong to say last night to help Deni do his job" Clara grinned at the horse

" Halahh don't lie or neng? do you know Udin is your father's habit?" reply Udin who often saw the father of Clara gambling at the place owned by ghani.

" Are ya ?" Clara could not escape anymore

" Fries are five thousand? bakwan sama tempe" said mother mother buyer

" Yes Ma'am? " Clara wrapped up ten fritters

" Is this Mom?"

" Thank you, neng?"

Buyers kept coming, Clara's frying pan sold out.

Clara calculated the sales.

" Thank God one hundred and thirty thousand?"

Clara tidied up the box and put it on her bike.

" Want to go home ?" ask the Udin

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tok tok !!

Vania knocked on the door of the granddad's house

tok tok !!

"iishh where the hell is bian? where's this hot?" gerutu Vania never opened the door

brak brak brak !!

Door in hard gedor

" Who is it ?" ask Mumun tea workers at grandpa's

" It took me a long time to open the door? where's bian !" ask Vania ketus

" Mister Bian with his grandfather behind the neng?"

Vania nyelonong enter

" bring me my suitcase !" he said he was sending Mumun tea

" Basic disrespectful? what the hell is a girl!" mumun's tea grumble is upset to be forced to drag into Vania's suitcase.

Biantara and Grandpa Wijaya drink green tea in the back while looking at the vast expanse of tea gardens and beautiful mountains and cool air.

Tap tap tap !!

Clattering one's footsteps walked towards the back where the biantara and Grandfather Wijaya were sitting casually enjoying the view.

The closer the biantara could see who was coming, she was Vania the woman he had avoided.

" Bian morning ?" said Vania greeting biantara

Biantara remained silent with the arrival of Vania.

Grandpa Vijaya next to bian frowned.

" Who are you ?" ask Grandpa Wijaya who has been curious since

" Wife candidate" replied Vania Ketus, she thought the grandfather in front of her strangers saw the appearance of Wijaya's grandfather only wearing a T-shirt and trousers.

Grandpa Vijaya chuckled, so arrogant is the woman in front of him? not necessarily his grandson wants to marry a woman like Vania.

" Not very polite ya laugh, no funny tau no ?" vania's annoyance at Vijaya's grandfather

" Good your mouth, Vania ! you're the one who's not polite ! he's my grandfather ?" madam biantara

Vania's eyes were rounded with her mouth open

" A-he's your grandpa bian? you didn't lie, did you? " Vania stammered in disbelief that her grandfather in front of her was a great-grandfather.

" Yes !" answer bian cuek

" I'm sorry cake? I didn't know that grandpa was bian's grandfather ?" said Vania regretted not thinking straight at home, especially people who will be her grandfather.

" No need to apologize?" said Grandpa Wijaya Cold

" So grandfather doesn't mind ?"

" Certainly a problem for grandfather ? get out of my house, I don't like sassy and arrogant women like you !" vijaya's grandfather banished Vania

Vania pegung, did not think he would be expelled by Vijaya's grandfather.