ASMARALOKA
ASMARALOKA - Part 05
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ALOKA stared at a minimalist house in white. The house looks beautiful with green accents that adorn the front yard. This is the home of his grandfather, the father of his parents. Despite his wealth, his grandfather never wanted to live in his father's mansion while he was living in Indonesia.
Longing, Aloka entered the house. His grandmother and grandfather were sitting together enjoying tea and pastries made by his grandmother. Aloka just silently watched them. He does not want to disturb two lovebirds who are enjoying their time together. Look at how his grandfather kissed his grandmother's cheek.
"Oh, the romantic," Aloka chirped and made the two parents look at him.
"Aloka!" call Irma happy. Aloka walked up to him and hugged him tightly. "Grandma's happy you're here."
"Aloka too, Grandma. Long time no see the beautiful face of grandma," he replied. He took off his arms and grabbed Irma's shoulders, letting the woman's head lean on her chest.
"Hey, laknak's grandson! Don't tease my wife" Indra said resentfully.
"God, grandpa! What's wrong with flirting with the most beautiful woman in the world? Grandma did not refuse him. Right, Grandma?" Aloka pinched Irma's chin.
Indra hit Aloka with his stick. "You are!"
"Grandfather how are you?"
"You never want to see me. Only Ardhani comes here every day."
Aloka squatting. "Grandfather, Aloka is in England."
"You don't love me very much" Indra said, throwing her face away.
"Aloka, your grandfather's been an irritable person these past few months. You must have something to assuage his anger" Irma said.
"Grandfather, Aloka has something for Grandpa." Aloka opened the bag. He took out a box of mica and put it on Indra's lap. "Aloka bawain asam java Grandpa's favorite."
Indra took the mica box and put it on the table. He then turned to Aloka. Indra rubbed Aloka's cheek and patted her slowly. "You're a cursed grandson!" said moved.
"So Grandpa's not angry anymore?"
Indra shakes. "If I get mad at you, my son will stop sending me money because of you." Indra's words made Aloka's laughter sound. He rose from his squat.
"You're going home, Alo?" ask Irma. His eyes were clear that he was afraid.
"No, Grandma. As long as Aloka is in Indonesia, Aloka will stay with grandma and grandpa."
"REally?!" Irma's face changed. He stared happily at his grandson and his grandson's answer made him immediately hug Aloka.
"Grandmother will cook your favorite food. Grandma doesn't want to know, you have to eat!"
"But, Grandma-"
"Already, Aloka. My wife never listened to anyone's objections. You better sit next to me" Indra said as she patted the empty space beside her.
"Tell me how your mom and dad are doing."
"Papa and Mama are fine, Cake. They also often ask the condition of Grandpa the same om Barata."
"Your father is evil. Supposedly if she missed her father, she should have come here by herself. Not even ask Barata," complained Indra.
"Where else, Cake. Grandma Alexandra can't be left."
"Haish! Grandpa doesn't believe in your Grandma."
"Say grandma, don't trust your grandfather!"
The close relationship between Indra and Alexandra is often misunderstood by her grandmother, Irma. Indra only considers Alexandra as her sister because both of their parents are business partners. Alexandra is a good friend to Indra. All the decisions taken by Indra, Alexandra gave her influence. Even when getting married, Alexandra advised Indra to marry Irma. With the note that one day their son will get married.
"Your Grandma is so unique!" indra said while imagining how his past.
"Yes, if not good, grandma must have forbidden Aloka to return to England."
Aloka's return was really difficult. Alexandra was sick and she wanted her granddaughter to be there. Finally Aloka asked her brother Lokan to look after Alexandra so Aloka chose to return to Indonesia. He really misses his friends.
However, he did not expect that his return to Indonesia was the most inappropriate decision in his entire life.
"What's up, son?"
Lamuan Aloka flinched. He turned to Indra and smiled, "There's nothing, Mother. Just keinget faces of cement."
"Why your friends? Nothing has changed, right?"
Aloka. "It doesn't change even worse, Sister," complained Aloka.
"That's called friendship. You have to take good care of her. Building a relationship is not as easy as spending your Grandma's cooking. Your friends are ridiculous. It's not easy to find the same person."
"Well, they're so silly" murmured Aloka.
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"How, Alo? Yummy?"
I don't know how many times Aloka put food in his mouth. Irma's cuisine is the best. Aloka had never felt this good while eating with his family. Her mother, Isabella, can't cook. While at home, the maid is the one who prepares all the food and even then when the family gathers. Anton, his father always went out of town with Isabella to check their factories scattered around the world. Lokan is a pilot. Seeing it at home is the most anticipated thing. While he is, Aloka often spends time with his four best friends or with his grandparents. His life is really this lonely.
"Irma, don't ask Aloka. He was eating, " Indra said when she saw how greedy Aloka was eating. Aloka only showed a gesture through his hand that this food was delicious.
After the meal, Aloka, Indra, and Irma spent their time in the television room until the show time was 7 p.m. Irma really likes watching Indian series compared to Indonesian soap operas. I don't know what makes Irma really like it, but both are the same. Is it because of Ichcha and Tapasya?
"Are you going to stay or go home?" ask Indra in the middle of the crowded sound of television. It has been replaced by a dangdut event.
"You're going home? Clock this?" cecar Irma was full of worries.
"Aloka doesn't know, Grandma. Want to go home no one at home, want to nginep here do not bring clothes."
"Wear your grandfather's shirt, Alo," Irma replied.
"Okay, Grandma. Grandpa's clothes made Aloka dizzy. The mixture of the smell of balm is the same as the smell of soil," joked Aloka.
"You'll fire me as a grandchild if I keep teasing me!" indra said that made Aloka grinning.
"Aloka to the room first," he said.
Aloka climbed the wooden staircase at the back of the room. Indra and Irma are old enough. They never use these stairs. Even so, Irma was very diligent in cleaning it. He knew that his beloved grandson would always come back here.
A door that read Aloka Ganteng Wiraguna made him stop stepping down this old hallway. Aloka does not know if he is very alay on the same. He opened the door to his childhood room. The NASA poster immediately looked up at Aloka. The accents of this room are full of various celestial objects. Starting from the stars, solar system, constellations, to various records about asteroids. Aloka remembered how much he loved astronomy. Always with pride Aloka told how his desire to see outer space to Anton. However, the position of Aloka who is Lokan's replacement makes him have to bury his ideals deeply. Lokan chooses to become a pilot and forgets his duties as the first child to inherit almost the entire fortune of the Wiraguna family. Lokan and his ambition. Very suitable!
Aloka laid his body onto the small bed that was there. The roof of the room is made of glass. It made it easy to see the millions of stars painted in the night sky. Slowly his eyes closed. This beauty will always be an unforgettable memory for Aloka. Forget the fact that he's still wearing a plain t-shirt and school pants. He was too lazy to go back home even if he just picked up a suit.
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