Wounds From you

13. Surprise from opa

Some time Gibran at the opa and oma house, remembered with his mother who was at home. Surely his mother was waiting for him, let alone it was too late.

With the sun in the middle of its position.

"Opa, I'm going to college first. There's a shaky business, let alone a mother in her own home." He said when they gathered again and the oma was sewing some of the items her op bought.

"Loh jerk!" Oma faintly heard earlier, there was a word of her own.

Mean.

Oma's mind did not get there, he would definitely think not too far to get there.

"Yes just back! Come here sometime?" gibran's permission to his ops and to move his ops hand as a plea.

"Opaa.." whining Gibran to his opinion because opa did not respond and opa looked at Gibran as a granddaughter should be here better.

However, Gibran the forced child so want how should be diikhlaskan.

"Yes, but the opa is a surprise for you." said the op and Gibran raised the corner of his eyebrow one.

"What's? What a surprise all," protested Gibran who did not know himself as a grandson, asking what should be obeyed.

But forget what he asked for his own opinion, hopefully not forever senile.

"What a weirdo?"

"Don't think anything! You asked, opa takin."

"But one, you have to be perfect!" continue his opinion by peeping Gibran and Gibran surprised there is a speech that does not hit the heart.

It must be perfect, not so long in the eyes of his opinion that he is perfect and always proud even though he ends repeat a few semesters.

But, he had to fight for his future to never fail again.

"Opa, that's perfect. Isn't a good boy the same sholeh?" he wanted to fish for conditions in which this one grandfather was shown difficulty. But, his opanya brain just looks genius.

Can lead some companies to be big and can his life will not fall down.

"That's the last time Gib's problem, the important thing could be better than before. Before the bagasfora you pursue, it's good to stay in the heart first. Your description, think ahead." advice from his opinion and Gibran felt the warmth here, how can opa replace the position of a father because his own son who does not recognize his handsome grandson.

"Yes, but where's the prize now?" gibran asked to see his surprise.

Not to be left behind, oma trailed from behind with them and Gibran who stepped up to follow the step of his opinion to lose him, this grandfather is still moving his way.

Until he followed his own steps.

And where they arrived at the space indicated by his op.

There was a black curtain that formed like a gift and he looked surprised when the black curtain was opened.

Once it opened, Gibran was delighted. He smiled broadly, then his head turned towards his eyes that held a key.

The keys, the car keys and one of the dreams of once owning a car that he once uttered, are now a reality.

Though in the past he was just joking, but the opinion is too good, to buy the most beloved item Gibran.

"Well..." Gibran approached his op and widened his arms, then tightly hugged the middle-aged man.

"Opa the best anyway!" Gibran shouted and the man held onto his grandson's shoulder.

"Yes, don't let your father know." From the eyes and mouth of the opa looks vibrate and look left right so as not to be heard by anyone.

"Okay, but opa the best."

He kissed both his own grandfather's cheeks and the hand he held. Seizing the car keys from his opa hand, opa was silent without wanting to fight to her granddaughter.

The one with the gout relapsed.

Because chasing this kid is super active.

"Can you try?"

"No one to try, opa already ready driver for you and can take care of you every day with your mother." said the op.

Seen from the look on Gibran's face, he said he did not accept more offers.

Since it was just as troublesome as his opinion again, this alone was more than enough.

"But opa?"

Opa with his grin looking at Gibran's bewildered eyes, he couldn't shake that car key held back in his op's hand.

"Don't!"

Opa smiled faintly, then called one driver who he had prepared in advance.

There was a young man, his hair was black and his clothes were too formal and serious.

"This?" he asked in disbelief, usually if the driver was fat his stomach so a little uncomfortable Gibran.

Use the situation, but if this is how it can be. He raised his hand, younger than he could at times discourage Gibran from doing nothing.

"Sorry sir, introduce me Jov and I was known by my own master through some tests..."

"Don't ask me, the important thing is to work well together." Gibran said ketus and he felt uncomfortable with Jov's view on him.

"Continue to go to college with this?" ask Gibran.

His voice shakes, "Nothing... It's for tomorrow, so you'll be delivered by Jov but use another opa car. Can pick you up in the garage down,"

Now he asked to choose, surely he could not choose only to see where it was comfortable maybe when it was said to be comfortable surely he did not want to overheat and could sleep soundly in the car.

"Jov, you deliver my granddaughter! Don't let him get scuffed, "a warning for Jov and Jov to bow down as a sign of respect.

Jov resigned to go downstairs while Gibran looked strangely at the man.

Like there were his guy souls and he didn't like it that way.

It was impossible for Gibran to refuse.

Yes, he followed where Jov is now, his opinion did not follow. Opa is better to do his work that is delayed because the arrival of the tengil boy does not fit the time off.

Gibran was caught off guard when Jov followed Gibran wherever he went.

"Gue don't like diintilin huh!" hard and Jov still do not care, in fact as long as he is here do not choose his car.

"Gue wants this, rather than you nodding mulu..."

"I'm sorry sir,"

"Too formal mending your language change first if you want my cooperation. Keep on coming? Just get old,"

"Yes, sir" began to speak but very little, he must have a high stock of patience.

***

Meanwhile Arina had already arrived at the shop and was carrying a sampir bag by the side, she paid for her cargo. After the bus Arina must again be a passenger angkot.

It is amazing struggle, there is a boss who has been waiting for maybe a long time so he must reason how.

"Oh, hopefully good luck..." Rubbing her flat stomach covered by her veil and her boss stared intently at Arina.

He doesn't want anything this time to happen, if fired he has to take it hard.

He stepped up with a big smile and looked at where his boss was.

"***--

"You've been fired from here." said the boss who was firm and straightforward.

Arina had guessed, originally from home her feelings were not good and she had to accept what it was today.

Arina looked at a woman who was none other than the daughter of her own boss. He bowed his head and could not look at his own friend.

Arina approached her friend, then shrugged her friend's shoulders to look at her.

Very close this time.

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