Riyan & Vania
25. Meet on the Road

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Vania scrunched her forehead in surprise, as one car stopped next to her. After Vania remembered and noticed well. Looks like the little girl is starting to recognize whose car it is.

Vania was even more surprised when she saw the car glass open, and showed the face of Riyan who did not want Vania to see.

"It's been quite a joke. Come on in, come with me. We go home now, " said Riyan lightly.

"Going home? Go home only to the one who has a home. Which house do you mean? " Vania rolled her eyes pushy.

"Don't joke, let's go in. Go home, "Riyan has opened the car door, she comes down and stands in front of Vania.

"Let you know, Naruto once said: Where there are people thinking of you, that's where you go home. Now you understand? " Vania looked up at Riyan.

"Then from that, come home with me, at my house. " Riyan pulls out Vania's hand, forcing her to get into the car.

"I mean dad, what? "

"Is your brain really damaged. Why is something like this so hard for you to understand. I told you, go home to my house. Because I've been thinking about you all night, since yesterday. And I'm sorry, I was wrong to have kicked you out. " Riyan pushed Vania in, to sit in the front seat, next to the driver. Vania could only gawk in wonder.

Riyan also came in, and sat in the steering wheel. Without warning, Riyan immediately ran his car.

Wait, wait, what does this mean? You mean that Mr. Riyan? He thinks of me because he feels guilty?! Hmh! He thinks I'm going back to his house! Huh! It's not that easy, ferguso!

Vania began to force her simple brain to think.

"From last night, where did you sleep? What's on the street? Sorry for me again. " Riyan started to open her conversation.

Vania scrunched her forehead in wonder. Not usually this arrogant person wants to talk first.

"No, I live in my house. I mean, my parents' house. And one more thing, I don't want to go back to your father's house. "

Riyan could sigh in relief. Because he knew, that little Vania was not cold because she slept in the streets.

"You're alone in that house, nobody thinks of you. So, come back to my house. " Riyan repeated her words, and her request.

"No, I don't want to hitchhike anymore. " The Sahut Vania is firm, with a somewhat satirical tone of course.

"I'm not going to talk about the word hitchhiking anymore. "

"Son, I said I don't want to. Anyway, I don't want to go back to Father Point. Don't push me, or I'll jump out of this car!"

Riyan sighed, though it was heavy. However, Riyan had to accept the fact that Vania would not be one more house with him. Riyan regretted his actions all along.

When you leave, it feels new. And this is what I feel. Haihhh, basic! Now I'm used to bothering this girl. If she suddenly left my house, it was quite troublesome. But, arghh!!

Riyan let out a heavy breath. The target doll of her distraction is gone.

"If so, why are you on the streets so early in the morning?"

"Father himself, take a walk early in the morning. Not going to the office? " ask Vania.

"Color I've been looking for you all night. " Riyan greeted him with a flat face.

Deg, for some reason, there was a small tremor that again grabbed Vania's heart.

"Yesterday in banishment. Now I want to take it home. Man is a plan. "

"Have been quiet, now where is your house? Let me take you. "

"No sir, Vania wants to eat first. Laper is that."

"What do you want to eat? Odading mang by? Let's be ironmen? " tag Riyan seriously, with no joking face.

"Not now, sir, anyways. The buy must be in line. Buy, buy anything. Important roadside food. Save money on snacks. "

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Two hours had passed, finally Vania arrived at her house, in Riyan's car.

"This is your house? You live here alone? Not scared? " Riyan made sure again, maybe Vania changed her mind.

"Still afraid to see my father. No, I don't want to see you again. Thanks for anterin me. Mending you go, don't come here again. " Vania got off Riyan's car.

"Don't come here again. It was a challenge for me to come again. Get ready, I'll come again. " Riyan waved her hand at Vania. Directly drive the car again.

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What's the matter? It's just a simple thing where we eat together? Butwhy? Why feel happy? Just a regular roadside meal, but why be so amazing with him? Vania's?

Riyan looked to the left, at the chair that Vania had just stayed in. Still crossed the shadow of Vania's face on Riyan's head.

I know, from the beginning there was something strange between me and him. But I don't know what it is. That right? Maybe Vania is my lover? But, Vania herself didn't even admit it?

Why is it so hard to remember? Whoa!!!

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On the other hand, Vania was still sitting on the sofa watching the television show. Still vividly remembered in Vania's mind, how did Riyan face.

Wh why? Why come try again? But I intend to make him forget? Why is this as complicated as a soap opera?! Andwhy? Why did he make this taste grow again, when he said dance me all night. What really? Or is it just his corals he prays?

Vania moved her Tivi channel. Then continue the daydream.

He wants to play with my feelings again? Humph! It won't be! I won't let you play with my feelings!!

Vania pressed the remote button again. Vania saw the original Eating show that made drooling.

Oh yea! There is no food in this house! I was out!! Why don't you buy sembako in indoapril! Aghhh!! This is all because of Mr. Riyan!!!

The tring! The tring!

In the midst of the little girl's frustration, her phone rang. Vania sees, there's a WA message from Arka.

Arcs:

The vans? Today the Sandy has a match practice, take the name of our school. Don't you want to come see? There's Disha same Shina too.

Mayan. Remove boredom.

Vania:

Okay, I'm coming with you. Start when?

Arcs:

One more hour. I picked you up yah. Lo where? Shareloc.

Thank goodness I moved house. Shareloc is easier. Not bad, go out and buy groceries.

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Vania with plain black t-shirt, quilted short sleeve cardigan, moca colored.

The little girl looked at herself in the mirror.

This isn't it? Am I in 12th grade? Short bet, I am so grateful.

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