
Happiness is Simple
On Sunday morning, Riski woke up early. He slept very well, never felt Sean sleep this soundly.
"This is what it feels like to have your own room" he murmured while stretching on the bed. Then he got up and left the room. Turns out Giryo was already in the kitchen making pancakes that really aromatic appetizing.
"Morning, Riski," said Giryo as he continued to shake the spatula and frying pan.
"Hem.. so good is the aroma of pancakes, Giryo. Is it ripe?" praise Riski while pulling up a chair and sitting at the dining table. His hand grabbed the pitcher containing the squeeze of lemon and poured it in the glass, then drank it to half a glass.
"If we could be like this every day, Giryo, without thinking about work," Riski's imagination soared. Giryo laughing.
"Will you laze around every day without working?" giryo asked while putting a plate of pancakes on the table.
"Who knows if we have such luck" Riski replied.
amusedly. "I don't want to," replied Giryo Mata Riski immediately widened, *Why?"
"My life is almost half a century, Riski. If I don't work and laze around, I think my old days will end under the bridge" Giryo replied honestly.
Riski covered her face with both hands, what Giryo said was true. Even the rich have to keep working. For example, Cashel Ritter, he works not eight hours a day, but he still has to keep his coffers full.
"Yeah, you're right, Giryo. It's just that if we had more money, what would you do?" ask Riski again.
"Don't dream, Riski. It will make you a dreamer and a slacker. Face your day with open arms and heart. Work sincerely and sincerely. That way we will feel happy and happy amid our shortcomings. Happiness is simple no need to be luxurious, Riski," replied Giryo wisely.
Riski nodded.
"Let's eat, and stop dreaming because the day is bright," chuckled Giryo as he began pouring lemon juice and taking two slices of pancakes into his plate.
"Giryo ...," called Riski slowly as the man was washing dirty dishes. Riski feels bad for you he keeps his own gold-gold relics from Granny yan found.
"What's up?" giryo asked casually without looking at Riski.
"There's something I want to tell you when you're done washing the dishes." Giryo nodded.
"I wait in the room" Riski said as she stepped into the room without waiting for Giryo to nod.
He sat on the bed while crossing with distant looking eyes. Still thinking about the words he was about to say to Giryo. Riski already considers Giryo like his own brother. So there's no harm in him sharing with Giryo.
Five minutes later, Giryo entered Riski's room without knocking. The young man jumped in shock because he was daydreaming far away.
"You made my heart almost out of place" Riski said, stroking her chest. Giryo laughed loudly.
"You're daydreaming again! Didn't I tell you the day is light, don't daydream again. Continue later that night of your daydream," chuckled Giryo. Riski chuckled.
"What do you want to say ?" ask Giryo to the point. Riski took a deep breath, then she stood up and took something in the closet.
"You know, I'm cleaning up Granny's belongings. And I found this," Riski said as she opened the golden box and gave it to Giryo.
"Crazy! This is all Granny's legacy?!"ask Giryo not to believe it. Riski. How can Granny keep all this on her own? She even
"I really can't believe it, Riski! work hard to feed us! I don't think this gold belongs to Granny, Riski!" exclaimed Giryo was restoring his curly hair.
"I don't know either, Giryo. I was always with Granny. But he never mentioned this gold at all,” said Riski scapegoated.
"You better keep it first. If one day someone comes to ask, you can give it back" replied Giryo trying to come up with a solution.
Riski's still straying.
"You know, Giryo. As long as I started getting to know Granny until the day she died, not a single person had ever come to visit the house. So is it possible that after he died suddenly his kinsmen came to see us?"
"Hemm... Are you sure? As long as I've been with Granny I've never seen or met anyone who knows Granny. So where did this much valuable stuff come from?" Giryo asked himself. It's disconcerting.
For a moment Riski and Giryo were immersed in their respective minds.
"Giryo, it just crossed my mind, how about we sell this gold to buy a motorcycle, one for you and one for me. What say?" ask Riski suddenly.
Giryo. It never crossed his mind to own his own vehicle. It doesn't seem like he needs much anyway. Every day he was always in the store, sleeping in the store. Once a week just returned to the apartment and he felt comfortable taking the bus, just sitting and the bus walked up to the destination stop which is not too far from the apartment.
"It looks like I don't need a bike yet, Riski. There are buses that always come on schedule," replied Giryo casually.
"Maybe you'd better buy a car, because your boss's house is far from a stop. And you come home often at night. You know, I was worried about you coming home alone the other night" Giryo said.
Riski laughing. "You forgot? I'm a bodyguard, Giryo. Of course I can take care of myself."
"You forgot Grandpa Qin's teachings first? Bodyguards are also human, Riski. Not superhuman," said Giryo did not want to lose.
"Of course I always remember Grandpa Qin's teachings. Because of him I can be just like now."
"It's good that you haven't forgotten Grandpa Qin's teachings. Therefore, next week I will accompany you to buy a car unit. Second car is okay too. Can't you practice your skills in your own car" Giryo bluntly said.
"You really don't need your own vehicle?" tanya Riski was still doubtful.
"really! Why would I lie to you? I was in the store every day, sleeping in the store. Shopping for a store? There's a boss who set it up. What is the vehicle for? Go home to the apartment, I can take the bus, relax and be comfortable."
"I don't need a vehicle yet, Riski." Giryo replied casually but firmly. She is already grateful enough to have Granny and Riski as a family, even though their lives are mediocre.
"Alright then, next week we start looking for a car that suits us," exclaimed Riski excitedly. Giryo laughing.
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Meanwhile, at Ritter's extended family residence, Xaviera looks angry and slams all the items in the room because Cashel does not allow him to leave the house other than with Riski.
"What does Papa really want?" exclaimed Xaviera with glittering eyes in anger.
"I have a career to take care of, Papa! I don't want my hard-earned career to be ruined!" xaviera shouted emotionlessly in front of Cashel.
"You can leave if Riski is with you!" cashel firmly made Xaviera's eyes widened.
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