SAVANNA
CHAPTER 12

I finally got home at 16:15. Mother who found me home late immediately nagged and told me to get ready immediately.

"Mom told you to go home fast, why did you just go home now?!". Said Mom while drying her hair.

"Vana doesn't come with you, you want to be at home". Reply to me while walking towards the dining table, and pour a glass of clear water.

"Who? Suddenly?! You don't joke vana!". Firmly the mother who now approached me with a hairdryer in her right hand.

"Vana's not kidding mom". My reply then left the mother who was staring at me in wonder.

"Mom told you, Grandpa wants to see you. I told Grandpa that you would come". Obviously mom followed me from behind.

"Well.. Mom just said that Vana was sick". My reply doesn't care.

"Vana, what's wrong?". Ask the mother who suddenly sounds serious.

Instantly I stopped my steps in front of the entrance of the room and turned to look at mother. The tears that I had been holding back from now on finally overflowed and flowed profusely on my cheeks. Mother who saw my shape like this immediately put her hairdryer on the table and immediately hugged me. I was crying in my mother's arms.

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After I was satisfied crying, I told my mother everything, except for the things in the library.

I, who had expressed all my emotions and complaints to my mother, finally fell silent. On the sidelines of my silence, mother gave me some advice that made me smile bitterly and tried to look at all these issues from a positive side.

Long enough I poured my feelings on my mother, finally for the umpteenth time mother invited me to come to grandfather's house. With a feeling of emptiness I also agreed to his request.

"From the sad vana alone in this house, we better go see grandfather. I guarantee you'll forget the incident just now". Persuade mom again.

"Alright ma'am, vana take a shower first". Pass me and enter the room with uninspired steps.

While in the room, my eyes were immediately fixed on the peach-colored dress that was splashed on the bed. Knee-length dress with a sweet design that makes me frown at the forehead.

"Mom!, whose dress is in the vana bed?". I asked half-cried in a hoarse voice at the mother who was at the dining table.

"Have you!. I was buying it". Reply mother.

"Mom have money?". I asked to peek from behind the door of the room with eyes still puffy.

At a glance, people will know this dress is a limited edition dress. It must be very expensive.

"Om Jacob who bought it, last time to the cake shop to buy birthday cake, om Jacob all invite mom to buy clothes". Obviously mother.

I nodded and was not surprised anymore. Now my mood has changed replaced with curiosity and full of question marks.

How rich is this 'my grandfather?.

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The man who picked us up arrived at 17:30. Once again I noticed the look of myself on the mirror wearing a knee-high peach-colored dress with a slightly open top model on the neck to the chest. The combination of small flowers embroidered at each end of this dress gives the impression of being 'sweet'.

The hair I styled by rolling up the top and letting the rest of the lower hair down. Not to forget I gave a little touch of flower-shaped hair accessories that I tucked in the middle of my hair ties. My look looks so simple but not kampungan.

The makeup I use is not so striking because my skin color is supportive. So a little touch of lip dye is enough for me.

While on the other hand, the mother wore a long dress in Green with hair that she bun. Her makeup is not so striking either. Well, she looks graceful with her looks. So it looks like a real conglomerate kid.

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Finally we arrived after going through a traffic flow that was very jammed, to make us so late. This is also due to me being too stalling for too much this afternoon.

Huh!. I don't want to remember that incident again.

The driver who took us drove into the gate that opened automatically. I was astonished to find a courtyard that was as large as a football field, equipped with a large fountain in the middle. Just incredible!.

I took turns staring at the scenery that lay behind the glass of this car and looked at the mother who looked ordinary.

It's impossible, right, if we're wrong to enter people's homes?. Thought me.

We arrived in front of a very large house, a waiter swiftly opened our car door. With my mom getting out of the car. I followed him from behind with a gawking look.

Is this all a dream?!. Before I didn't even have such a fancy dream!.

"Welcome young lady". Said the waiter while bowing respectfully as if waiting for our presence.

Mom smiled and greeted them familiarly.

I became amazed with the dignity that was suddenly seen in the aura that mother showed. I felt like a fool and could only follow my mother from behind.

Finally we entered the room filled with elegant looking people who told each other stories, some of them looked at us, but the mother seemed to ignore and continued walking somewhere. Until in the end we arrived at a room that was no less spacious.

In the middle of this room there is already a large birthday cake placed on the table and the bottom is filled with a stack of boxes that I guess is a birthday gift.

Is crazy!.

Only 5 years old celebration is as luxurious as this. My inner.

I remember my childhood when I was growing up, which was celebrated only by my father and mother. The cake used was a mother-made cake. There were no guests, just the three of us. I feel less inclined to watch this party.

"Waahh! Welcome my son Saphira". The leg of a man who already looks aged with a brown dress shirt box with a gray beret hat adorns his head. Simple enough but he looks very elegant and charismatic.

The man was seen walking down the stairs in this room and immediately approached us. As soon as he arrived, he immediately took mother into his arms and was then replied by mother.

I watched the man's face, his face could not lie, his teary eyes seemed to hold a lot of longing for the figure in his arms.

The arrival of the man was followed by a woman who also looks aged but the clothes and accessories she wears signify she is the mistress here. I, who didn't know I had to do anything, could only throw a smile at the people staring at the mother who was hugging her family.

"ah! Vana, don't shut up. Right here!". Sahut mom later.

I who was standing quite far away from mother immediately walked clumsily towards her.

"Dad, Mom, it's vana. My only child". Said the mother who did not know when, her eyes so look puffy.

"Hello grandpa and grandma". I said then while bowing very awkwardly.

The laughter that came out of my grandfather's mouth suddenly made my body straight again and noticed what he was laughing at.

"Truly looks like her mother as a child!". Grandpa then said with a laugh that had not yet gone away.

I glanced at the woman beside him who only smiled faintly when our gazes met.

"Let's my grandson, baby! You look so pretty like your mother". Grandpa said with a warm smile then stretched out his hands to me and immediately embraced my body that felt tiny because of his size is quite large even though his hair was whitened.

With a little hesitation I returned the embrace of grandfather who suddenly appeared in my life. My kiss instantly caught a luxurious fragrance in his arms. The smell of conglomerates is different!. My inner.

"Grandfather! Eiden wants a hug, too". A foreign voice suddenly appeared behind Grandpa.

I who was curious immediately lowered my gaze and found the figure of a small child who wore a pouting face. He was wearing a dark blue Blazer stelan fitted with a matching tie.

She looks so handsome and cute!.

Grandfather took off his arms and laughed again while carrying the little boy named Eiden.

"Here is Eiden, this is savanna's brother. Get to know your brother". Speak grandfather with his friendly hoarse voice.

"Hello Eiden". Greet me while squatting to adjust our height.

"Good night princess, can Eiden get a hug from a princess as pretty as big brother?". Said the little boy who stood full of courtesy before me.

The atmosphere of the room was filled with lively laughter hearing the unusual speech of this little boy. I was so embarrassed to hear his words.

"Let's be the little prince". Reply to me who followed the scenario.

She timidly stepped towards me, looking like a real man from an early age. I welcomed her little body and took her into my arms.

"Happy birthday prince". My temptation was half whispering in his ear.

The hug of this little boy was getting tighter, I knew he must be hiding his face that was blushing in shame.

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After all let go of longing with our presence, grandfather also invited us all to sit in the family room. Because my mom and I were late, we missed the main event.

I don't know since when, this little boy so continue to invite me to talk and continue to be near me. Until the moment I sat on this cream-colored sofa, he also sat beside me.

Eiden tells how the previous birthday parties took place. Not knowing what to do, I finally decided to follow Eiden's story and also reply by sharing my childhood story. He seemed very enthusiastic and interested in listening to my story.

The cute!.

On the other hand, my face was filled with smiles tonight. I occasionally noticed him as he laughed loosely followed by the sound of grandfather's laughter. They were seen chatting between mother, grandfather and grandmother as well as several other family members.

"Ehem! Sorry everyone, I'm late". A sudden bass voice pops up in the middle of a family story. His voice sounded familiar to my ears.

- April Cn