Annelyn And Om Bimo

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Hello dear readers, the amateur author wants to announce, for the story of mama Karina and Meylan there is his own novel, so not discussed in detail here. This chapter is specifically for the story of Annelyn and Om Bimo, also a little story of Dimas and Puspa as a complementary character.

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" Om, I'd like to have some milk cream, have some breakfast sandwiches." I asked Om Bimo for breakfast, my eyes not moving from his back.

Turns out Om was dashing huh, more dashing than Dimas. Dimas still hangs, Dimas is Javanese but his skin is whiter, while Om, a blend of Italian genes Manado from Oma, and Javanese China from Opa. Complicated indeed if it has discussed family genealogy. Moreover, Opa dismissed himself from the Bagaskoro family in order to interfere with Oma. Not necessarily the relationship of the two because of love.

Just waiting at the dinner table for a while, the smell of a grated cheese sandwich was giving my sense of smell. Om Bimo is like Shef Juna. In addition to the delicious cuisine, the time of manufacture is also lightning fast.

I sipped the milk cream Om Bimo served with a caramel chocolate topping. Today the caramel is stronger than ever. Maybe Om Bimo's mood is happy.

" Oh where do we live?" The habit of sitting still, eating quietly that I have always obeyed at home is now lost. Now it feels less afdol if you eat without a butcher.

" Suprise" Huh the Om the answer is romantic, suprise it was my birthday.

" Want to give the restaurant to Daddy?" I asked another topic.

"No, Daddy's getting older, the company's busyness is taking up a lot of time, I don't want to burden him with something that's not his hobby." I just heard Om Bimo's answer. Wait for. Om Bimo calling Daddy? It feels strange, yes, from brother up the rank to in-law.

" At any time soon the news of Bimo Bagaskoro's disappearance puts a lot of pressure on Daddy and Mama"

Mama too? If it wasn't Om, it would've been a dream ghost, just last night but calling him eloquent.

" Most likely, the news so far we live together, even married can be exposed, pity that Daddy must be more and more hassles" Om Bimo explained casually, as we discussed it is nothing more than the topic of weather.

Did ya? Daddy can know my wedding with Om?. I looked at the handsome man in front of me. I admit Om is handsome, his body contains, just like sutet (high voltage temperature) Hehe. Especially now that he only wears jeans and a pink t-shirt. Do you know, do you have a pink shirt? Where's the black pink again. The time of the handsome Om Bimo and the cool outside warm inside a Kpopers??

" I'm giving it to an orphanage"

Very generous of Om. A luxury restaurant built from scratch, raised like a child himself after great success was just given away. God.

" What will you do?" I, who had finished my breakfast, began to prepare a question and answer session.

" Now you know too".

What kind of answer is that?

" uh. If I wanted to open a home business Om" I chimed in on Om Bimo's answer.

" You don't need work, economic affairs let me be the one who is giggling. Your job as a wife just needs to love me, SERVE ME and be a good mother to the children. Besides those points, leave it all to your handsome Bimo Babang charming in no measure. Haha"

Never mind, Om Bimo is more fun when you can laugh.

" Oh, why did you choose to marry me?" My mouth suddenly asked a question that definitely did not need an answer.

" Love".

I guess the Om was guessing.

" I love you too Om, our feelings are formed out of habit, what's the difference?" I smiled at Om Bimo who had just finished his breakfast.

" diffany. You love me as Om, Daddy's replacement. While I .. I love you as a lover, a woman whose happiness is the purpose of my life" Duh replied the Om so sweet yaa.

" Love is never selfish Lyn, but marrying you is the most selfish path I have to take to make you happy"

My eyes are glazed over, I can be romantic like this. And he said it was mandatory? What max?

" Compulsory??" I bring up my confusion.

" Hmm huhhhhh ." Om Bimo took a deep breath.

" Listen and remember this well Lyn, I love you, make your happiness the goal of my life. Therefore, I can't marry anyone but you. Because my love is only for you, to marry someone else, only ignites the fire in the household. I just can't be happy with my marriage, bullshit that I can forever make you happy with all my body's soul." Om Bimo declared his heart, touched? Honestly, she did not grow love in my heart. It's not really that easy.

" Hehe. It's like Boy Candra, Om" It's my turn to tease her.

" What is your reason for accepting me? That's definitely not an escape, is it?" Oh, right, Om start. I'm where that cutlery is.

" What the hell Om, yeah not. Since childhood I've been more used to your overflow of love than Daddy. My departure from home, gives distance to our relationship." I paused for a moment, observing whether there was a change in the look on Om Bimo's face.

" My mistake of choosing Dimas ended up losing my baby, opening my heart's eyes, no matter how much I loved it wouldn't mean if it wasn't for me" Again, I watched him. Om Bimo didn't like me to mention Dimas at all. And actually I also felt bitter in my throat as I remembered it.

" Also about Meylan, he had the heart to betray his parents, the heart to be a married man, did not rule out the possibility that he would betray me someday. I lost my trust in everyone, except you, Om" I saw a flash of regret and pity so obvious in his eyes, but in just a moment, the look returned illegible.

" Everything that has happened in my life has taught me a lot of lessons. No one is in love, his affection is more sincere than yours. I'm ready to age with you. Please don't disappoint me, Om."

Tests. My tears can't be broken. Dropping along with my body that has been embraced by Om Bimo.

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