A Star
Thirty-five
"myaiyih....." Mela ran towards me who just came home from the office,
"tumben mamih's son waiting outside" I greeted Mela with a hug.
"that you know, inside there is a handsome om, he said, Mela bought a large doll you know" the story is very enthusiastic.
"om's? temen mamih's? who dear?"
"that's the mih, which often appears in tipi"
Degh's...
My blood rippled violently, I can guess who the handsome om Mela meant,
"you?" I said when I got to the guest room.
"oh hi. Have you come home?" he said without sin.
"why did you come here without telling me?" I said still holding Mela.
"mih.kok om gantengnya scolded anyway" reprimanded Mela.
"honey, Mamih ain't mad... Mela enter first yes. mamih want to talk to this first" I said soften my voice.
"do not long yes mih, Mela still want to play the same om handsome" said Mela, then she entered while waving her hand to Pandu, Pandu also returned with a sweet smile.
I rolled my eyes panted at the behavior of Pandu on Mela, and Mela looked very familiar even though she had just met this time, what is this so-called inner bond between father and son?
"come here." said I asked him to speak on the front porch.
"what the hell is it?"
"why did you come here without telling me?"
"i had no intention of coming here, I met Mela and her nanny was buying ice cream at the minimarket"
"then?"
"then Mela greeted me first and asked for my autograph, as if she recognized me as an advertising star, of course I was very surprised to see her face exactly the same as the photo you sent the other day"
"then?"
"then I wanted to make sure that he was right, Mela, my son, I drove him home and sure enough, he pointed to your house as his home"
"then?"
"then especially? then here I was, playing with a kid I had never met at all when he was almost 5 years old"
"the doll? is that a coincidence, too?"my question is full of search.
"that doll was a long time ago I bought and I would give it to him if I met him, and I did keep it under my car"
"what story can I believe?"
"my God, Dara.. Why would I lie to you? even God has arranged a father-child meeting unintentionally!"
"is this God's plan?" I muttered alone.
"if there's nothing else you want to ask, you better call Mela. I still want to play with her"
"you'd better go home before Mom sees you coming here"
"why should I avoid mama?"
"because mom hates you"
"i'll try to get him to accept my presence back"
"it's not that easy as the famous Star Lord!"
"all effort has to be fruitful and every effort will not betray the result"
"cih.. sure you are"
"everyone needs a strong belief"
"you'd better go home, now's not the time to meet mama"
I went in and out with Mela in my arms,
"Mela dear.m go home first yes.when will om come here again"
"kok come home anyway? the balloons are over!" mela's face looked disappointed.
"om promised to be here again and play with Mela lebiiiihhh long time again, okay?" jeruk Pandu's.
"promise to you?"
"iyaaaa om promise...."
"yadeh om can go home, heart yes om" he said then came down from my sling and kissed both cheeks Pandu.
"hmmm.takasih dear" replied Pandu happy and kissed Mela's forehead.
After Pandu returned, Mela very enthusiastically told her meeting with Pandu, the story is exactly the same as what was told by Pandu earlier, even they both had selfie ria and Mela showed her picture to me, she said,
"mih..was Mela sempet selfie as om handsome" he said while showing the photo.
Even Mela made the photo as a wallpaper on her phone, I just shook my head to see the behavior of today's children who are extraordinary progress compared to children of antiquity before knowing the name of the gadget.
Before he goes home, though, I told Mela not to tell her about the handsome om to Omanya because Oma must be very angry later and I said if Mela can not meet the handsome om again if until Oma knows, and I said if Mela can not meet the handsome om again, Mela just nodded her head in understanding what I said.
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Some days I have to overtime because Mr. Deva is going to open a new branch of his company in another city, Mr. Deva told me to make his financial proposal, maybe because I'm the chief financial officer here, so he always involved me in all the financial affairs of his company.
"has the proposal been completed?" ask Mr. Deva over the phone.
"a little more sir. if it is finished, I will send it by fax immediately" I replied.
"alright, I'll wait"
"well sir, give me 15 minutes, I'll send it right away"
Not until 15 minutes, completed also the proposal in question, I immediately faxed Mr. Deva, he said,
"dara's good work, I can always count on you" he said satisfied after receiving a fax from me.
"thank you Mr. Deva for his trust in me" I replied happy because my hard work for several days was not in vain and appreciated by Mr. Deva.
It was dark when I got out of the office and I headed straight for the parking lot,
"ah.finally tomorrow there is no need to overtime anymore" I cried happily.
I drove slowly, reaching the red light, there was a busker knocking on my windshield, I opened the windshield and was about to give him money, but he quickly put a sharp gun to my neck, it makes me panic, though,
"don't try to yell if you still want to live" he threatened.
"iii.iiya.." I said in a trembling voice.
"move you next door, I'll drive" his orders made me automatically incline to the next seat.
"don't be like that and call the bodyguards that follow you, tell them not to follow you again and just go home! hurry up!!!"
"iii.iiya. I will do" answered me who now began to cry out of fear, all I have in mind at this time is Mela, I do not want to die silly and leave Mela.
I tried to normalize my voice and call Pandu's bodyguards to go home, they followed him without asking or suspecting.
"suuu.sudah.please release me" I said ventured.
"hide you!!! or I'll just tear your mouth off!" his mouthpiece remained with one of his hands pointing the clock at my neck.
The car continues to go fast, like towards the border because along the road there are only trees on the right and left, the atmosphere is quiet there is only the sound of crickets and friends who sound simple to each other.
"whoareyou? and where are you taking me?"
"don't ask much if you still want to live!!!" threatened again.
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