Just Just Marrying
Rethink
Kyara dropped her tired body on the bed without taking off her shoes and sling bag still attached to her body. Closing her eyes for a moment, Kyara let out a rude sigh considering the treatment of her co-worker who always exceeded the reasonable limit.
"Why they always hate me. Was I too bad in their eyes? Do I have any wrong? But.. It seems I've never been bad to them." breathed her in the air. Ten fingers he used to cover his face that was already dull with dust.
"That's it. I'd better take a shower first. It feels really sticky." Kyara moved from her sleeping position. He began to take off one by one the clothes that covered his body.
A small towel of light blue color that is now in his hand is used to dry his hair that is still wet after bathing. Kyara turned her face to the small mirror on the wall of her room. A few hours later the incident came to his mind.
"It seems I've seen Grandpa before. But where? Is it just my feelings? But.. How did Grandpa so well want to put that fancy car on me? Is he not afraid of this many kinds of impurities in my body?"
Tired of his various thoughts. Finally, the body that needed rest fell asleep in a small bed after Kyara turned off the lights in her room.
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It turns out that the kindness for the sake of Grandpa Surya has been running for the past two months to Kyara. Like when I go and go to work. Kyara always met Grandpa Surya on the street so that Kyara never again used her legs fully to walk up to the company or the cost.
The closeness of different age humans also began to intertwine with over time. Kyara felt the affection she had not felt for a long time. Living alone without a family and also never feel affection after the death of his parents other than Mother Nani— owner of the boarding house where he lived.
Kyara is currently in a luxury restaurant that became the choice of Grandpa Surya to fill her empty stomach after painstakingly inviting Kyara who was walking to go home to the boarding house to join with him again.
"Why isn't the food eaten, Kya?" grandpa Surya's question stopped Kyara's daydream.
Kyara smiled clumsyly. Scratching her non-itchy forehead. "Kya hesitated to eat it, Cake." - Kyara softly but still audible by Grandpa Surya's ears.
"Didn't you like the food, son?" ask Grandpa Surya who is afraid if the order he used to order at the restaurant is not in accordance with Kyara's wishes. After all, instead of Kyara had also said that it was up to Grandpa to choose his food?
Kyara shook her head quickly. "Bu-not so, Cake. Ta-but this food must be very tasty and also expensive" said Kyara innocently.
The face that began to look wrinkled was smiling with its width. "Not to think about. You won't have Grandpa telling you to pay for it, Kya." Grandpa Surya laughed. Followed by Kyara who also chuckled small. Just know what Grandpa Surya has in his mind.
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