Village Girl Journey
Part 17's

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Early in the morning Inara woke up and headed for Wc near the kitchen he vomited all his stomach contents, he sat weakly near his stomach toilet feeling shaken and stirred so nauseous and dizzy.

He crawled and forced his feet to hold on to the bathroom wall as if he would not have limp bones and bending that inara felt when he was about to stand

'What's wrong with me, what's the journey?! the feeling from yesterday was not so. Although often dizzy too'

Inara muttered softly with her hands propped up because it was so dizzy and the place there she saw seemed to spin and there were two.

Inara slowly stood up and stepped slowly out of the bathroom, she saw the clock on the wall showing it was still 3 am, So Inara sat in the dining chair and took a glass of water to wet her throat.

The water in the glass was run aground in one gulp 'Fresh Ahh' Inara touched his throat that had been moistened with water.

He stood up and returned to the room by closing the door slowly fearing his parents would wake up, as their room was next to Inara's.

'Where do I save hp?!' Inara fiddled with her bag, and took the flat object and looked for a charger to charge the battery.

After being found he stood up and walked to the study table and sat in a weathered wooden chair, he plugged his charger and he kept his car on the table.

Inara yawned and immediately stood back up, she walked towards her bed and lay sideways folding her hands under her head.

The light of the sun welcomes a bright morning, in an environment that is still cool and beautiful village shaman under the foot of the mountain is very comfortable to look at.

Inara sat daydreaming in a wooden chair near the fence in the house looking at the scenery that was once a playground from morning until evening.

"To meaang" said Mr. Somad sitting next to Inara with a newspaper in his grasp.

"Father" Inara turned towards Mr. Somad "where are people usually crowded in the morning sir?!" ask Inara.

"Now there is a new market at the end there, some who leave for work some must be shopping" explained Mr. Somad.

"Where are you, sir, not in the kitchen?!" ask Inara back.

"Si mamah the same this morning once went with other mothers shopping" replied Mr. Somad pokus to his newspaper.

"eem yes!" inara nodded her head in a sign of understanding.

Inara stood up and moved from the chair leaving the terrace towards the inside, she turned around when she heard a phone call from inside her room.

'Who is it, early morning anyway?!' muttered inara quickly picked up her flat object lying on the study table.

A new number appeared, inara Gagas took it and pressed the green phone picture to the side he picked it up.

"Hello Assalamualiku, who is it?"

Ask Inara. However, there was no answer from there, Inara wanted to turn it off but someone behind there made a sound and it was certain the male voice.

"I-iya Waalaikumusalam, it's me Alvin" he replied across the street.

The girl even smiled, thought that after he returned to the village his school friends would forget him and not want to give it up, but even Inara daydream when the phone connection was still connected.

"Hello are you there Ara?!"

"Ah yes I'm here, It's still morning what's calling Al?"

"No, I just want to hear about you, did you get home safely, Ra?"

"Emm well, I got home at seven o'clock last night safely anyway"

Inara's a little lying, though, who hoped to contact her ex-boyfriend even Alvin who was dead Inara cuekin death but now the man was even free when there was no relationship between Inara and Fahmi.

"Thank God if you're safe at home, I'm calm to hear it".

"Yes Al, I've been called mother" Inara told a lie.

"Yes I also want to exercise, Assalamualaikum" Alvin said goodbye.

"Emm Waalikumusalam".

Inara kept her pajamas in her bed, she pulled her hair back by muttering softly in her heart.

'for a long time I was stressed thinking about people who wouldn't expect me back, I was unholy. I'm dirty, even my old-fashioned snapper nobody's gonna want'

Tok..

Said the mother shouting from outside, Inara gas rose to the mirror near the door and wiped her tears.

Inara came out directly to the kitchen next to the living room "Wahh mamah know aja that Ara likes, kirain had forgotten" kekehnya.

"The time he forgot, mamah know all your favorite food dear. ngaco if mamah forgot, if not senile"

They were both joking and laughing in the kitchen while chopping up the vegetables they were about to stake this morning. Inara forgot her mountainous sadness.

He laughed so much that there was no sadness on his face, only a pretty face and ayu and his big nose.

"Oh yes mah, what is susi inuskn school? or not, because Ara kangen is really the same as the child"

Inara asked by staring at the mother did not blink, yes Susi was her class sister Inara when she was in elementary school (SD) Susi her close friend who often bathed in the river with her when she returned to school first.

"No, he even works to help his mama in the market darling. If you want to meet him, just meet him later if it's late afternoon"

The mother's words, Inara just put her head to understand, she did not realize that the rambutan he ate while chatting was not left.

"Well the rambutannya Inara abisin, there is no more Ara still want the problem is delicious also immediately in the throat!"

"you abisin? I haven't eaten yet baby Ara's stomach ache"

Said the mother while turning to look at her son in disbelief this morning after two kilos. Miss Winda's mother shook her head in disbelief at her son's hoarse now.

Inara looked also at the mother who felt there was something strange let alone the head bobble so.

"Why are you looking at me like that?!" the child pouted.

"You are the reason, the morning after the rambutan mamah buy his intention to snack on you later why even finish off all like people crave you, so greedy now"

Degs.. Inara was shocked at his mama speech just now, did he crave because yesterday also wanted to eat something unexpected.

Inara immediately recalled the time when with Alvin when he returned home from school on Saturday, he ate ketoprak with greedy also wanted sweet snacks of small children, yellow color anyway even though Inara did not like the color yellow

Inara took a slow roll maybe just a coincidence, the time he craved it had also been a month and two weeks, maybe it was just stress hormones.

"You there's just no ngaco, the time of the girl cravings not funny know"

"Haha abis you're funny, morning already ngabisin rambutan two kilos dear. Mamah believes that your daughter can take care of her"

The mother's words were able to cut Inara's heart 'Pardon your son mah, he could not take care of it well' in his heart screamed pain.

"Who father?!" Inara shifted her conversation so as not to dissolve in sadness.

"Father may have been late darling, later you anterin rice yes, because the father has not eaten"

"Yes ready mah, Inara take a shower first"

"Yes dear"

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While Alvin had just finished his morning exercise in the open environment near the pond, he took a bottle of mineral water at the table. Alvinpun sat leaning his body on a wooden chair.

"deserts.. Ahh I've been crazy for a long time to remember him" muttered Alvin and he shouted "Akhh why your face is always imagined anyway".

Alvin jumped into the pool and swam quickly to the edge of the pool, stopping and raising his head on the surface.

He went up, stopped the activity of swimming that instant, he passed and entered the house wet.

"Den why wet wet emang outside no towel, then in the wind".

Said the aunt worried, Alvin did not heed the maid's words he continued to march towards his room on the upper floor.

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I'm sorry about gaje🙏

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