Swastika Naladhipa
Journey

The arunika light rippled behind the fresh morning leaves, slowly towards the room's vintelation and tried to infiltrate through the still-covered Netra Tika. Tika immediately frowned at the sign that she was awakened by the light.

"Gosh, I'm late. What time is it?" Tika sat down to flick her blanket, her eyes glaring at the clock.

"Fiuuhh, it's still half seven. Kirain was already at eight," Tika still muttered to herself. He returned to rub his eyes.

Since the school holidays, he always woke up late and sometimes slept slower than usual, such as Tika's vacation if not at his grandmother's house.

Tika rushed out of the room and checked if her mother had woken up yet. As he opened the door, he saw Papa who was already sitting on the living room sofa sipping a cup of tea while watching the news on television. Looks Papa is ready to go to Grandma's house.

"Eh, papa's son is awake. So go not to Grandma's house?" Papa greeted Tika who was still standing in front of the room door.

"Hehe, so dong, Pa. Papa came home late again, huh?," Tika approached her Papa.

"Yeah, kid. Mama is also ready, just wait a while," Papa rubbed Tika's head.

"Okee Papaa," Tika rushed towards the bathroom.

The morning clutch with her Papa opens up Tika's activities today. He was always treated by his parents. Probably because she was the only daughter and only child. But Tika's parents are not spoiled, only her parents always think Tika is still a child even though she is now 10 years old.

After a few minutes Tika was seen sitting in front of the glass combing her hair, the smell of shampoo was thick as she shook her hair. It seems like Tika is getting excited today to the point of singing herself.

"Tika, yuk departs, "Mama Tika's voice calls from the living room.

"Yes, Ma. Take the bag first, "saw Tika as she rushed to reach for the blue bag that was on her bed.

The roar of the car engine in the garage began to light up, Papa Tika seemed to be ready to leave but was still waiting for Mama and Tika who were still putting things into the car.

"Udah, Pa," said Mama while closing the car door.

"Ga's missing, right?" asked Papa to reassure once more.

"Brummmm." Papa Tika's car drove on the highway.

The trip to the grandmother's house is quite far, if calculated it will probably take 4 hours drive from the residential city of Tika. The weather today seems very supportive. Not a single wisp of clouds was visible, the blue of the sky seemed smooth at eye sight.

Tika fell asleep several times in the car because of a long trip. Sampai in a rock road that is quite narrow, on the left right full stretched rice fields yellowing like a carpet of untold breadth.

Tika woke up because of the rock. He turned to the window of the car because he thought it had arrived.

"Well, why is the buffalo in the rice field, Pa? How was the same pet, Pa?," Tika's voice again evoked the originally silent atmosphere.

"That's the name again ploughing rice fields, so use buffalo," replied Papa Tika while driving the car quite slowly.

"Wouldn't it be if the rice plow was using a tractor, Pa? Besides if it's like it's so long, "this one girl is haunted by curiosity and curiosity that sometimes makes Mama and Papa entertained.

"If people used to use buffalo, but now the times are getting ahead so the tractor was created, let's also quickly work, "Papa lowered his head to see Tika from the rearview mirror in front.

"Oo sou yes, Pa, " continued Tika again looking at the farmer who plowed the rice field.

"Yes chatty, "Papa smiled softly while mocking Tika. Mama also laughed a little at the teasing of her Papa.

"Hihihi, "Tika smiled widely.

The vast yellow carpet had now slowly begun to be abandoned. Seen from afar a house with the architectural style of buildings in the 80s white. In front of him there is a yard filled with dandelion flowers and decorated grass like a green carpet that stretches.

The car stopped right at the gate filled with vines that spread to the fence. A beautiful impression like a flower garden is really obtained by the house. Naturally, because Grandma is a hobby of planting flowers especially since not allowed to work again by her Papa Tika, Grandma added diligently take care of the flowers.

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