Swastika Naladhipa
Shepherding

"Mbee...mbee..mbeee," a lamb bleated while jumping around looking for its mother waiting for a pile of hay from her grandmother.

His voice was so loud plus a bell that rolled around the sheep's neck. The noise this time forced Tika to wake up for the third time today. His eye bags began to blacken and puffy. With a look of annoyance he stared at the window, looking at some sheep waiting for food.

"Yah!! when can I sleep in peace!!," Tika ran out of patience, this time she was so upset that she threw a roll next to her.

It was nine o'clock, a time that was no longer possible for Tika to go back to sleep again. Dew so thick makes Tika think to wash his face because it is very cold.

"Well, it's over." Grandma grumbled alone but her voice was loud enough to hear Tika.

"What's up, Grandma? how did Grandma look so agitated?," chirped Tika who wiped her wet face with a small towel.

"This is it, Tika. The straw for eating the sheep has run out, the uncle has not come home for the shrill. How do the sheep eat. Maybe I should go back today, "grandmother replied.

"Why do you want to shepherd, Grandma?" connect Tika.

"Yes gapapa as well, but Grandma can not shepherd a lot of rich sheep gini, ntar if there is a loose Grandma is also not strong to pursue him," replied the grandmother.

"Let Tika aja who pursues if there will be someone who runs. Tika help Grandma," Tika was very excited.

"You want to help Grandma open the cage door. Grandma would grab some warm clothes first," Grandma walked into the room. Meanwhile Tika directly rushed to the cage.

After all the sheep were gathered and the grandmother was ready, slowly the grandmother led the sheep to walk towards the huddled plains like a small hill covered with green grass glowing by the reflection of the morning sun that was so thick.

Like a fairy tale world, Tika was stunned to see her surroundings. The expanse of meadow stretches that are still covered with dew and decorated with piles of flowers like a naturally formed garden, plus the edge of the path he passed decorated with mossy rocks, mossy, it was as if he was in his imagination.

It was immediately refuted when the surrounding atmosphere was a little quiet, there were no sheep bleating or clinking bells from some lambs. He realized that Grandma was far ahead of him.

"Neneeek..wait...." Tika is chasing her.

''Wait for Tika.." His breathing was a little irregular.

''So Grandma called you quiet, ''' continued grandmother while continuing to play the stick so that no sheep out of the group.

''Tika ga denger huh, Grandma?"

''Then don't be dumb, Grandma's voice is the same as you, '" Grandma smiled softly.

''The view is great, Grandma. Tika was amazed to see until she missed earlier, hehehe," continued Tika while scratching her head a sign of her embarrassment.

"...still a long time, Grandma?.." continued Tika again.

''However, it has arrived," the grandmother pointed to a branching tree that leaves very shady

Tika back to be astonished to see the scenery so beautiful in this village, no wonder if Papa Tika often returned to the village not only to see the grandmother but he missed this beautiful hometown.

''This village is really beautiful," amazed Tika was drawn from her sparkling eyes while saying joint words

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