Wiry

38. Home Full of Stories

On Sunday morning, Berliana intends to come to one of the villages that she always loved.

The distance between his home and the place took several hours. Berliana decided to leave early. So that when it gets there it is not too late.

Berliana came out of her room carrying a small backpack that she had placed on her right shoulder.

Before leaving Berliana will have breakfast first so that on the journey he does not need to stop to fill his stomach.

Arriving at the dinner table, there was Zion who was having breakfast by herself. For Samuel did not know where and maybe he was in his house.

Berliana pulled out a chair that was one seat away from Zion.

Zion only took a quick glance at Berliana and immediately continued eating her in silence.

Eat silently and as if there was no presence of Berliana there.

Likewise with Berliana he ate silently and voraciously. Although he occasionally glanced at Zion.

Looking at Zion who finished breakfast and was about to stand up, Berliana opened her voice.

"Wait!" said Berliana who saw Zion wanted to step up.

Instantly Zion looked at Berliana with one eyebrow raised as if wondering.

"I want to ask permission to leave" Berliana said as she looked at Zion.

Zion remained silent, Berliana continued.

"I want to go visit someone and maybe I'll be home late" Berliana said.

"Whatever!" speak indifferently Zion and immediately go away leaving Berliana who is still not finished breakfast.

Seeing Zion's indifference, Berliana just stared blankly at Zion's wide back that was getting away and disappeared behind the wall.

Exhaling heavily, Berliana resumed her morning breakfast quickly.

After breakfast Berliana walked out of the house and went straight to the car given by Zion.

Without delaying any more time, Berliana ran her car at a moderate speed and began to leave the yard area of Zion's private house.

Zion just stared at the departure of Berliana from the balcony of her room.

Only Zion's room is directly facing the road while the other room is not.

Berliana increase and decrease the speed of the car that suits his needs.

Driving far enough, Berliana stopped her car in front of a simple house.

Not the house that became the goal, but on a car parked near the house that became the destination.

"Good morning, miss" said Jonathan, who was waiting for Berliana's arrival.

"You bring the car or you tell your men to take the car for a walk" Berliana said casually.

"And remember that no one will ever know that I'm using another car" Berliana told Jonathan.

"Well miss" said obediently Jonathan.

Berliana deliberately traded cars given by Zion for cars owned by others or rental cars.

Because he could not show his position, because Zion could have installed a tracker in one part of the car that Berliana did not know.

While enjoying the journey that has begun to enter the countryside and many greenery.

Berliana looked around him with a cold look.

Elsewhere or Zion's workspace, the man was watching the direction of the car he gave Berliana.

Looking at the direction of the car route that was intended by the car, made Zion not harbor suspicion. And start closing those Maps with as little as possible.

No one knows if Berliana swapped cars. Because Jonathan's men are really good at fooling people.

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Driving several hours makes Berliana look ordinary. Because he is quite accustomed to traveling far.

Berliana arrived in front of a simple house and the house was her childhood home with her grandmother and grandfather who had returned.

Berliana went into the house, into the house. All furniture is neat and clean.

Because Berliana hired someone to keep and clean the house so as not to be consumed by age.

Berliana's steps paused for a moment and began to circulate her gaze to all corners of the house from the entrance.

"Still the same!" berliana's unceasing murmur looked at that central space with a soft look.

Berliana's footsteps began to bring herself to the family room.

The simple and only one-story house bears witness to the life he lived with his grandparents.

Until the Berliana family room approached towards one of the photos on display.

"I miss you guys" said Berliana while slightly wiping the large photo.

Now Berliana's gaze turned to the sharpest photos with a cheerful smile.

"Your smile is so sweet" Berliana said with a small smile.

"But I don't know, are you guys there smiling or sad to see me right now?" berliana said with a slightly trembling voice.

Satisfied looking at the photos that give it its own memories. Berliana is currently in one of the rooms where her grandparents rest.

Berliana did not enter just looking towards the bed with a forced smile.

It was as if he was looking at the two old pairs while lying down or sitting relaxing while joking with laughter.

"I miss you, miss your jokes and laughter. Also miss you who scold me, because I always throw tantrums" Berliana said with a bitter smile.

"Losing you makes me feel lost!. Right now I'm looking for my destination" Berliana said, with increasingly teary eyes.

"But it feels pretty hard to find that direction!" berliana said with a voice that was getting vibrating.

"I'm sorry I look so whiny!" berliana said with a smile while wiping away her tears that had not been asked to drip by herself.

Continuing his steps back and towards the room that was located at the very front and it was his room.

Berliana threw her body on the bed that she missed so much these few months.

Even though he travels a lot, it feels like this time he misses his mattress and pillow.