The Village Girl Owns the CEO
season 2: cold

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Joy looked at the uncle who was preparing to return to the dormitory, she even put in a lot of luggage that indicated he would be there for a long time. Nana who saw that only held back laughter, how her son's lips twitched and held back tears. Since then, Joy has been standing at the entrance; watching her grandfather and uncle talking while stuffing things into the trunk of the car.

“Joy Darling, here,” said Nana who was sitting paying attention. Sebastian, who knew he was a little weak, told him not to move much. While the husband was on the phone with his secretary inside. “Here, don't stand there, Jin's nagging will you? Don't be packed in front of the door.”

“Jin what? Baby adek name?”

“Not amit amit,” said Nana rubbing her stomach. “Jin the subtle creature.”

“Coyalty cat fur?”

Tired of me talking to this child, similar to who the hell he⸻ Inner Nana languished.

“Sini, Mommy wants to carry.”

“Ndak ah, later adek baby clamp,” said Joy who chose to step down the stairs to her grandfather.

Her stocky body makes Joy look like a walking ball, let alone she wears tight clothes because it was her favorite outfit since one month ago.

“Joy where, Darling?” ask Sebastian to leave the house.

“Tuh, approaching his Grandpa.”

“Eh, how did he wear that shirt anyway? I'm looking at a really big singset it's fat.”

“Say last before tomorrow donated, already does not fit him.”

“Udah kayak lontong kegedean.”

“Heh!”

“Hahahaha, sorry, honey. Sit here ah mumpung the kingpin again there,” said Sebastian stole the attention of the wife; two-dua with Nana before the owner returned and attacked.

Meanwhile, Joy who approached the grandfather spread out her hands to be carried. Makes Arnold laugh. “Aduhhh..., round round tofu round, want to carry Grandpa?”

“Au.”

And when Arnold was holding Joy. KREK! Her waist rang as she just lifted Joy.

Makes Sebastian see it. “Hahahaha, just know him the sumo power of our son yes, Sa........ uh no, funny huh Joy?” Sebastian hugged Nana back.

HAPS. Joy is now held by Grandpa. “What did that sound like?”

“Lwaist grandpa.”

“Atit?”

“Not really when kissed Joy.”

Joy kissed Grandpa's cheek immediately, but because it was too hard to make the head of the grandfather almost oleg. “Slow down dong kayak who wants nyundul anything aja.”

Then Joy's gaze turned to Michael. “Uncle au where?”

“Mau call first.”

“Who?”

“Karina,” Michael replied without looking at his niece.

Which made Joy pout and then look at Grandpa. “Grandpa au di cun agi?”

“Ma⸻ ouh ouh.” Arnold's head was headed over by the boy who was holding back his regret.

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Moments ago the car drove, and Joy still I cried because I could no longer play with her uncle. And Sebastian remained faithful beside his son, he sat in silence. Once in a while Sebastian's hand rubbed Joy's snot that came down just like that; without any intention of stopping her crying.

“Hiks…. Uncle pelgi... hiks..

Sebastian silently stared at the TV, watching Joy's favorite cartoon that may now also be his favorite. Until he didn't realize Joy's snot had come out a lot.

“Daddy is in acin!” joy shouted in between her cries.

“Cokelat?” ask him, as if forgetting his sadness. “Ana?”

“In kitchen.”

And the boy immediately ran there, his stomach going up and down so pleased. “Mommmmm ana cake?”

“Before cooking, Darling.”

“Joy lapal yes, how are you going to die?”

“Halah, your supplies are still plenty,” said Nana ignorantly piercing the stomach of the child with her index finger. “Keras too, Joy was eating what?”

“Ndak eat what.”

“Do not lie,” said Nana who is now crouching in front of the child, so as to align her gaze. “Mam what was it?”

“Ndak mam what ya, makana Joy hungry.”

“This is a hard pellet why?”

Joy was silent, her cheeks were swollen violently.

“Why, Mbul?”

“Don't know, dali canana gini lah.”

“So Joy mam dorayaki has a Grandpa huh?”

“Kacanak, Joy mam aja.”

Nana breathed deeply. “Ngaku also.”

“Mom, Joy au cake.”

“Iya later, wait yuk behind Mommy,” said Nana guiding Joy's hand out of the kitchen. If carrying Joy it will make Sebastian angry, so it's better like this. The cake is also baked.

In the backyard, Nana saw the in-laws making something, her feet stepping there full of curiosity. “Grandpa make what?” nana asks Joy to follow her calling like that.

“Create swing. Grandpa used to want to fit in Indonesia many swings that are like this for children, which from the side is his name?”

“Iya,” replied Nana.

The swing is made on top of the child's pool, with associated on the shady tree trunk that runs solidly above the pool.

“Joy can not swim, Cake if above the pool,” said Nana.

“Yes kaek waitin, so his feet can go down and play water. This nice old man, from a cloth sent from Persia. Uh, expensive this. make Joy sit up to be comfortable, Grandpa love the best.”

Nana just kept watching.

“This is for Joy, it's done. Here sit down, Grandpa satin want?”

Joy nodded and spread her hands. “But later au buy pudding yes, Kek.”

“Iya.”

And when Arnold got Joy there and…. THE SREEEEETTTT! The fabric is torn to show some of Joy's plump pantatt from below that hits the water.

“It's cold,” said the boy tried to feel his pantatt down there, but what power did not arrive. “Cold lasana, Cake.”

Nana patted her eel. “Other times if make Joy use iron cloth, Kek.”

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TO BE CONTINUE