The Story of the Children of the Juragan
64. To forget it
On the same morning, Wulan squirmed as she blinked her eyes. Spotlight the morning sun faintly pierced through the window, making it a glare.
"It's 7 o'clock." he muttered when he saw the clock on his phone, then put the flat object back nearby.
He sat down and spread his hands, and then yawned.
"This is my first day in Holland. As well as being the first day I studied at the grandpa's office. Far away from the people I love, I can't make me feel weak. I have to be strong for them." Wulan motivates herself.
After that, he got out of bed to the bathroom. The cold water flowing through his body created a different sensation of freshness than usual.
After satisfied bathing, he rushed to change his clothes that are suitable for use in the office. The pink shirt, blazer and nude knee-length skirt, were a fitting work suit for Wulan that day.
Not to forget he polished his face with thin makeup and applied nude colored lipstick on his thin lips to make it look fresher. Her straight black hair was left unraveled. Then spray perfume on some parts of his body. After feeling perfect, then he grabbed his bag and immediately went out of the room to the dining room.
"Good morning grandma, grandpa." greet Wulan with her sumringah smile. He approached the two, then dyed his cheeks alternately.
"You look so happy Wulan." Grandma noticed the look on her grandson's face with a happy twinkle, as well as the grandpa.
"Because the happiness of our lives determines the grandma. No matter how many problems we face, we should be more grateful. Because by giving thanks, God will add to our blessings and happiness. Strengthen our shoulders in the face of the test from Him." said Wulan casually. He took a piece of bread and polished it with jam.
Sometimes people can only see the sweet smile we are showing. Without knowing the sadness and bitter tingling life that we try to keep neatly behind that smile. That was what Wulan was going through at the moment.
"Wulan, where did you learn such a beautiful word?" grandma asked seriously.
Wulan raised her head, her mouth seemed to be full of food, and her eyeballs were rounded. He just realized if he was wrong in speaking. Moreover, a series of sentences that he read from a book that he had borrowed from Salman.
'Oh, my God, I came all the way here to forget it. But why unconsciously there are always things that remind about him? He and his understanding are like the rope that binds me strong. But somehow, I should be able to get away from him, so as not to waste me here. And of course make Daddy and mommy love me again.'
Wulan continued her chewing until the food in her mouth ran out. Then sip a drink and do not forget to breathe deeply, before giving an explanation to grandma and grandpa. While the two old men were impatiently waiting for an answer from his grandson.
"That's the pearl words Wulan learned from Google grandma, grandpa."
"Why do you not call the name of our Lord as usual?" this time it was Grandpa who asked.
"Oh that... Wulan just slipped just saying her grandpa."
'Oh sorry, Wulan Lord, there are too many lies that I do.' Wulan's inner pleading.
Grandma and grandpa looked mangosteen, and they resumed their breakfast while talking about work.
When it was finished, Wulan and the grandpa said goodbye to the grandma. They will depart together to the granda company located in the city center.