
After getting permission from her Papa, Vika prepared herself, she only wore a short shirt wrapped in a jacket given Arya, long jeans, simply did not reduce her beauty.
"Ma, Pa." said Vika, who just came out of her room.
"Yes dear." said his mother.
"Vika went away and Ma" said Vika, greeting her mother, then her Papa.
"Jam nine teng." Vika's father reminded.
"Yes, yes." said Vika sewot.
"Don't macem-macem it." said Mama.
"Okay Ma."
Vika went out of the house, riding a motorcycle, which he did not touch for a long time, it still felt like nothing had changed, like he first learned to drive it.
Vika was riding her bike very carefully. Not to miss the street children throwing whistles at him, to attract the attention of Vika, but, not a little bit of Vika tempted to turn her head.
Until Cafe. Vika parked the bike. Not directly down, Vika was still sitting pensive. Again he remembered the figure of Arya, until now his eyes felt withered without the presence of Arya.
Vika hopes to find Arya at the cafe, which includes Arya's subscription whenever she needs to eat.
"Woy, Vik." Call Olla, take a look at Vika.
"Hm, yes." said Vika.
"Hunter here." Olla waved her hand.
Vika approached Olla with a relaxed pace, her eyes darting around looking for something, which she thought was lacking.
"You alone, where's Syella?" ask Vika.
"Already inside, hunt come on, you are waiting" said Olla pulled Vika's hand to enter the cafe.
Olla brought Vika to the table that had been occupied by Syela, not in the thought of Vika, it turns out Maya also sat there.
"Maya." exclaimed Vika, hugging Maya.
"Geez, how can you be here" said Vika again.
"Can dong, Maya that you know." said Maya relaxed.
"Yes yes, I forgot earlier that you were Maya."
"Have dong, this is when the meal pesennya." said Syela who was impatient.
"Yes. Buruan dong pesen eat it, I can not long. Let's quickly become Junior High, Ready to Eat Home."
"Vika is in a hurry" said Olla.
"Yes, in a hurry, even though this is the first time we eat together yak" said Syela chimed.
"Custom guys. Vika time, outside the night is always limited, and it can not be overcome anything else is changed, it is impossible" said Maya who already understands about Vika.
"Yes, sorry yes, if the gini night, can not be long. But, if noon is okay." said Vika relaxed.
They order food. At that time Vika ordered food according to Arya's taste, orange juice and special fried rice. Their seat, right the last time Vika ate together with Arya, when caught in heavy rain.
Not long for the order to come. They enjoyed each other's food very much, Sometimes Vika remembers Arya's behavior while holding her, then sitting her nearby.
"Ehm..mm. Eat yes eat only, wear smiles all, what the hell is in the food. It is impossible if the rice that smiles on you." said Syela, who smiled without cause according to him.
"Okay, Syela used to look at everything else, this lip also does not know the situation, so caught wet, right, even Maya same Olla went with the ngeliatin again, make me added gerogi. There's no way that I'll tell you." Vika's nagging in her heart.
"Yuhhuukk.. uhhukk." Vika pretended to cough.
"Where yes, the taste of fried rice is that, make me happy inside out" said Vika sok yes.
"Take it anyway, until the smiles all together, it doesn't make sense Vika" said Syela in disbelief. Syela shook her head with her light laughter.
They enjoy food, sometimes joking about the silly actions of Olla and Syela. They threw laughter at each other, it seemed like their relationship had improved.
"Good night" said Hilman, entering the isolation room.
"Night back." said the grandmother.
"How's Granddaughter Nek doing? I feel better" said the doctor.
"Already, right? Aryan." Her grandmother asked Arya. Arya just nodded.
Doctor Hilman examined Arya, how ready she is to run facial surgery tomorrow morning. Doctor Hilman also gave a prescription drug that must be redeemed at the pharmacy to Grandma.
"When can my granddaughter come home, Doc?" ask Grandma, who is bored.
"Fastly Nek." said the doctor briefly.
Before the doctor left, the doctor saw the food rations from the hospital were still intact. The doctor took it and opened it.
"Why not eat Arya, you can not eat other foods, except cooking from the hospital" said Dr. Hilman.
"I'm not hungry yet" said Arya.
"Dok" said doctor Hilman repeated Arya's call.
"Dad means." Arya smiled, and so did Doctor Hilman.
"If eating doesn't have to wait for hunger, try this at eating, don't make the rice sad, Arya" said doctor Hilman, spooning the rice into Arya's mouth.
"Let's open Arya's mouth" Hilman said.
Arya forced to open her mouth, accepting every bribe she offered her Foster Father. His grandmother Arya so enjoyed the heartwarming atmosphere, he was happy to see his grandson happy.
"Basically you are Arya, just as Grandma did not want to."
"Okay, then I'll stay a while. You just rest." said doctor Hilman after finishing feeding Arya.
Arya simply nodded, staring at the footsteps of doctor Hilman who was moving away from her. Just got to know doctor Hilman for a moment, but, Arya's feelings, knowing him for so long.
"Now age, it turns out there are still well, people who want to recognize me as their child. While my own father does not care about me." said Arya in his heart.
*vika*
After spending time with Maya, Olla and Syela. Vika decided to go home. Not forgetting he brought provisions, to stuff Mama's mouth, his father if nagging.
On the way, Vika rides his motorcycle very slowly, whatever he is living, maybe his heart still hopes to meet Arya, his hope is also impossible, he said, though Vika knows the clock is past the number nine.
The night wind is getting wild, even thick jackets can still be penetrated by the wind. Vika felt cold, however, nothing could warm her up.
At 21:45 Vika arrived at the front of the house. His mother sat with a worried face, while his father stood with a face that was the same as his mother.
"Geez, the heat will be outside in my ears." Inner Vika.
Vika entered the warranty casually, pretending not to see Mama, her clear father before her eyes.
"Vica. What time is it." said his father in a half-high voice.
"Jam nine." said Vika lightly. Approaching Mama, Her Papa.
"It's it's almost ten o'clock Vika." continued his mother.
"It's a Vika watch, right at nine Ma. Vika knows the watch in Vika's hand." said Vika showed the watch in her hand. Fortunately, before reaching home, Vika had already set it up first.
"Your hand clock is broken" said Papa, his intonation began to decrease, his anger delayed.
"Maybe Pa." said Vika, with a face that was pretentious.
"Luckily, Mama, Papa believes, if it has not exhausted my ears, the speech without pause." Inner Vika.
"Yes, let's go in, rest, go straight to sleep." ordered his mother.
Vika also entered, without further ado before entering the room he gave a parcel to his mother, a useful item for her stomach.
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