RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 90 GRANDPA KIM

EPS 90 GRANDPA KIM

Words cannot describe your beauty enough. For the moon that shines on the full night is dim in my heart. And this is my most beautiful adventure. When my eyes and your eyes meet, look at each other and be fascinated by love at first sight.

Ren fell silent in awe. His face was so shining that morning sunlight pierced through the forest leaves. The wind that blows slowly wiggles the children's hair and shawls. The perfect beauty. Like an angel who had just descended from the sky, it gently greeted every lost and lonely heart.

“Mata! Eyes guarded! Not muhrim woi!” Ryong shouted again while looking at the two frogs who were again matching their love in the cold morning air.

Kuk Kong! Kuk Kong!

Pranaja again stuttered. Then turn his eyes towards the sun.

“Eh, ee the sun is round yes,” he said.

Ren was embarrassed. There was a red tinge on his perfectly clear face line.

“Eh, Dul! There is indeed a sun box shape!” ledek Ryong again.

Pranaja getting the wrong way. Ren stood behind his brother's body. Poking his shoulders to stop teasing Pranaja.

“Already brother, let's meet grandfather,” he said.

The tip of his eyes still had time to glance at the face of Pranaja who still looked nervous. Then the girl walked ahead of the two young men.

“Huh!”

Pranaja threw out his breath. After that his hand pushed Ryong's head from behind.

“Adduh!” ryong exclaimed while looking at the annoyed looking Pranaja.

The narrow-eyed young man chuckled while giving his thumb. Then his face smirked at his best friend.!

“Ji Soo's. Kkk.

Then they rushed after Ren who had disappeared behind the hill. When they reached that place, Pranaja was stunned. It turned out that the path was a dead end, stopping on a rock cliff that stood straight. Around the cliff it is also filled with thick shrubs and shrubs that are quite dense. And Pranaja didn't find Ren there.

“Where did your sister Ryong go?”

Ryong did not answer. He touched a rock that protruded out from within the cliff. The stone was pulled down like a lever.

“Zreeghh!”

I heard heavy things moving. Pranaja gasped, seeing the cliff in front of him shift to the side. Opening the entrance to the cliff.

“Who.at! This is the secret door?”

Ryong nodded his head. Then he led Pranaja into the hill. They enter the darkened passageway when Ryong closes the secret door again. Then walk down a long dark alley, about fifty meters. At the end of the hall Pranaja saw a bright and quite spacious room.

There was an iron door, like a prison door, which was very sturdy before it entered the room. Ryong pressed the small button on the cliff wall.

“Sreenk!” there was a scraping of the open iron door.

“Please enter my best friend,” Ryong said.

Pranaja put his foot into the room. Wow, his gaze implies admiration. His memory was immediately drawn to his underground palace of General Xialuai Khan, leader of the Mongolian popular uprising. Even though this is just a small room, it is still amazing. It took sharp intuition and talent as well as hard work to build this very secluded hideaway.

“Excellent Ryong. Is this your best friend's grandfather's house?” ask Pranaja.

“Where did your grandfather get Ryong electric power?” ask Pranaja wonder.

Ryong smiled.

“There is a waterfall inside this hill brother. You'll see it later. Now sit down first, let you have a conversation with grandfather,” Ryong said.

Srenks!

There was an iron door opened, but this time from the inside. From a dark alley came an old man who still looked handsome. His body was firm and his breathing still sounded regular. Behind him Ren walked with a tray of food and drink.

“Greetings grandpa!” greet Pranaja while extending both his hands.

The grandfather did not respond to Pranaja's hand. He just stood still while observing Pranaja's body from head to toe. Then he walked around Pranaja's body, like he was looking for something.

“Hm, the signs are very clear,” murmured with a smile.

Then his hand grasped both shoulders of Pranaja very tightly. His eyes looked at Pranaja full of admiration. Even his lips seemed to be shaking.

“You are not an ordinary young man,” he said gently.

His tone sounded so heavy and authoritative.

“Sit down son,” he said to welcome his guests.

After bowing his body as a sign of respect, Pranaja sat on a corner chair made of wooden blocks.

“My name is Kim Moon Seuk. People call me Lo Kim,” he said.

“Grandfather Kim was also a royal officer, at this time the country has not been split into South and North Korea,” Ryong continued. “The age is one hundred and ten years.”

Waw! Pranaja. Then he unconsciously shook his head. He believes Grandpa Kim used to be a swordsman. His body looks fit and strong. His movements were also so calm and swift.

“Grandfather is that old? And still strong? What's the secret cake?” berondong Pranaja's.

Grandpa Kim smiled.

“The remedy is not to get angry easily. Reply to insults and insults with a smile. But if he has hurt, you can only repay him,” he said wisely.

Ting!

The sound of cups and plates clashing against each other. Ren arranged the drinks and food on the table made of a fairly large block of wood. The girl cooks North Korean cuisine, Pyongyang Naengmyeon or often called Pyeongyang Cold Noodle. This food is a classic dish typical of the Communist State which is the biggest enemy and neighbor of South Korea.

The basic ingredient of the noodles is rye called buckwheat, so the color of the noodles also looks black. Noodles are served in cold, clear-looking broth water. To be more complete, Ren added spicy sauce, eggs, and several pieces of meat. In addition, cauliflower, cucumber, radish, chicken, mustard, soy sauce, and vinegar are added.

N Korea noodle food is suitable to be consumed with Daechu tea. tea is made from processed Jojoba fruit, a fruit that is also nicknamed Korean dates. This tea has a high iron content. The fresh taste is also able to reduce fatigue and achieve after a long trip.

“Please enjoy Sunbae,” said Ren with a downcast face.

Sunbae is a call for older men in North Korea.

“Thanks,” says Pranaja while nodding his head.

He also enjoys North Korean cuisine cooked by Ren. After many days of adventure, eating potluck and sleeping in any place, now he feels back what is called home food. So comfortable, calm and relieved. Making Pyongyang Naengmyeon and Daechu Tea taste even more delicious.