Love Is Deep's
CHAPTER 6
HAPPY READING
Vika's last day with her family before finally later in the afternoon she will leave for the city of Bandung to live there with her Grandmother.
"Today Vika wants to be spoiled with Mama yes" said Vika while continuing to follow wherever Mama Iren went.
"Yes may be Vik, but you don't have to follow wherever Mama moves right" Mama Iren stopped her steps as Vika continued to follow her wherever she moved.
"Kok Mama that's it" Vika took a few pieces of banana chips from inside the jar and chewed them.
" Mending you get ready there check again that you want to bring already there is all what blom" said Mama again.
"Udah is sorted the boss lives cussss" said Vika while continuing to chew chips.
"Say yesterday the diet is now not stopped ngunyah" Mama Iren stopped her movement and saw the wonder towards Vika.
"It's okay Mah today just kok, tomorrow diet again" Mama Iren just shook her head to hear Vika's words.
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"Diet for weeks just down about a mile, eat not up to an hour straight up two kilos" said Pian laughing.
"When were you there, Ian?" ask Vika
"From the first you take the chips, kalo gw see rich already abis sekilo tuh" pointed Pian on the jar which is now only half.
"He.he gw khilaf if you're snacking" Vika smiled when she saw the contents of the jar that was full now only half.
"Eat him away from the jar if again the effort"Pian immediately distanced the jar in front of Vika.
"Ka tar I don't follow ya nganterin loe, gw don't have to see you live in the village" said Pian.
"Well why the hell Dek, Kaka's fine living there"
"There is no Mall ka, but there are many sellers of good food, the tar loe failed to diet again eat continues" Pian teased on the kaka.
"Pian kok loe it anyway, I'm sure I can be skinny" said Vika with great confidence.
That day Vika really spent her time with Mama and her sister.
Evening arrived, Papa Bagas had arrived since then.
They are ready to go to the city of Bandung, Vika's goods are neatly arranged in a car trunk.
Ihsan who had been watching Vika's house looked a little surprised because it was not like the usual atmosphere of Vika's house was a little crowded.
"Udah ready everything,ayo we leave so it is not too malem until there"Papa Bagas was ready behind the wheel then mama Iren.
"Ka .."call Pian from the doorway.
Vika stopped her steps and looked at the sister who did not want to take her.
"Loe be careful there, do not forget often VC gw" cried Pian.
"God willing if I have a quota ha.ha.." said Vika jokingly.
Pian approached Vika and hugged her tightly.
"Gw will miss ama loe Ka, no one will be making a fuss again here" said Pian.
"Woii loe is a boy of rich time gini, crybaby" said Vika who did not want to look sad in front of the sister.
"There you go" Pian's exiled, who went straight into the house and closed the door.
"Let's go Vika"
"Yes mah" Vikapun directly into the car and they immediately went to the city of Bandung.
Along the way Vika just silent while staring at the streets.
His memory was yesterday when he was a child when he was still close to Ihsan.
The park around the residential complex is the most beautiful place, there are many beautiful memories left there.
Vika closed her eyes as those fond memories changed since they entered High School.
Initially still ordinary but over time Ihsan's attitude changed especially when he already had a lover.
Slowly Ihsan got further, even he could also leave himself last night.
"Goodbye to the past and welcome to the new day, I believe I can change and be fine without you" Vika encouraged herself.
At nine in the night they finally arrived at Grandma Vika's house and their arrival was awaited by Grandma.
"Finally, too" greeted Grandma.
They also went straight into Grandma Rodiah's house, the cool weather on the outskirts of Bandung made Vika a little cold.
Morning arrived, Vika was still loyal to her thick blanket.
Rodiah's grandmother who is still familiar with the state of her granddaughter let Vika fall asleep.
Meanwhile Mama Iren and Papa Bagas have just returned from the market in Majalaya area.
"Assynogaic"
"Vika hasn't woken up yet, ma'am?" ask Papa Bagas to his mother.
"Not Gas, let alone first maybe he is still adjusting" said Granny Rodiah.
Papa Bagas also agreed.
The morning air of Bandung city that was so cold made Vika lazy to wake up immediately, but after the morning prayer he was awake but the cold air made him pull back the blanket and closed his eyes.
The sun began to crawl up, because it did not go out of the room finally Mama Iren knocked on the door of the room now occupied by Vika.
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"Vika woke up baby this afternoon" cried Mama Iren from behind the door.
Once there was no answer from inside.
Mama Iren came back knocking on the door but this time it was a little tighter.
There is no answer from within either.
"Vikkk...."
"Vika woke up at noon .." shouted Mama Iren began to get a little upset because Vika never woke up.
"Yes Mah, this is Vika already awake" said Vika from inside the room with a hoarse voice because she just woke up.
Vikapun lazily got out of bed and opened the door.
"What time is it Mah, Vika is still sleepy" said Vika when opening the door.
"That's a clock that big we didn't see" pointed Mama Iren at the clock stuck to the wall.
"Oh...Vika thinks it's the jam" said Vika ngasal.
"You're the one who ngaco Vik" said Mama Iren as she left Vika smiling at the words of Iren's mother.
Vika was immediately cleaned up and after neat he immediately sat down.
"Why do you want to sit there?" ask Papa Bagas who saw Vika sitting sweet.
"Where is Pah?" ask Vika without shame.
"Well girls wake up and eat, help cook first there" said Papa Bagas.
With a little lazy Vika also walked to the kitchen and saw mama Iren and Nene Rodiah were busy making breakfast.
"Still a long time huh Mah matengnya?" ask Vika
With a compact Mama Iren and Granny Rodiah look towards Vika.
"This used to help cook new breakfast" said Mama Iren again.
Vika approached but just looking at it did not help anything.
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