Chased Om Om 2

My Future

The man sighed. He seems to have really examined my words. And it makes me feel uncomfortable. What if he was suddenly angry and offended? Ah ... This mouth, why there is no brake. So kesel himself.

"It's different. You can freely have a cup of lemon tea whenever you want." The man laughed softly. "Not with me. I had to completely erase it from my heart, mind and memory. And it's not an easy thing." 

"Then what did Om expect of me? Doesn't that mean no one can take his place in Om's heart?" tanyaku later. 

The man touched my hand and grasped it, while his thumb gently stroked the back of my hand. "In a moment .. I'll be able to forget everything. I can forget about it and replace her position with you."

"Euh .. but Om …." 

A waiter approached us, making me stop this privacy conversation. The beautiful woman gave her a smile before greeting us.

"Good night, your order is ready. Can I help you serve now?" ask him kindly before starting to put some food menu that we have ordered. 

The woman placed all the menu orders with delicious aroma and made my stomach show more protest action. All dishes are served so nicely, inviting the desire to immediately eat it.

"Good meal" continued the waitress before pushing her trolley away from us. The sound of the four wheels of the small food rack rang out in my ear as it moved away from us.

The big hand was like understanding the commotion of the demonstration that was going on in my stomach. Without waiting for my reaction, Om Damar immediately executed a few lobsters and placed the piece of meat into my nasal bowl. 

"Eat a lot. Let's get big fast" he said, treating me like a child. 

"Dih .. big fast. There, I'm getting fatter, Om," I said, laughing softly. "Keep the turn to wear whatever clothes do not fit, continue to be fired the same Om Marcel."

"There is no contract for a farm girl like Tiara" I said while mimicking the style of Om Marcel.

Om Damar chuckled. But his hands didn't stop peeling the lobster skin in front of him for me. Hmm .. She is sweet. I've never been treated so specifically. He treated me like a princess.

I looked at the handsome face in front of me. The man was still focused on the lobster on the plate, until he realized that I had been watching him for quite a while. 

"He's very lucky" I said. 

The beautiful girl in the photo must have been very lucky to obtain the sincere love of someone like Om Damar. But ... Why didn't the two of them come together in the end? What exactly happened in their past?

"Why?" tanyakanya. It seems he did not clearly hear my voice. 

I just smiled thinly while shaking my head. "No papa, Om. Cuman .. I was a little jealous of the girl in the photo. He was so lucky to have such a great love. But ... Why aren't you two united?"

Om Damar looked at me with a flat face, expressionless. 

.. Again I am talking about unnecessary things. Smear me! He must be angry now! I also felt like I was making fun of his feelings, as if stirring back old memories that had been buried within the ocean.

I held up one hand and looked in front of her face. "Np …. Om Damar is not papa?"

The man smiled wryly. "He prefers other men" he said. The pair of hands again occupied themselves with lobsters on their plates and put them back on my nose.

"Now you don't have to be jealous, right? Because you're the only one who owns my heart." The man was about to pinch the top of my nose. 

I immediately distanced myself. Of course, who would want to fall victim to that dirty, spiced finger. Can-can smell fishy seafood is attached strongly. 

"Bg …. About Damar!" I'm annoyed with both eyebrows clinging. "Scook ya!"

It was very late at night when I started preparing the books for tomorrow's lesson. When I opened my backpack, a piece of paper emerged from it along with a bunch of photos of me. 

I remember what happened after school. How could photos of last year, when I was starring in an ad for a local teen t-shirt product, spread like this? 

I read the sheet of paper, in which it was written a rhyme with a gold pen. The writing on the paper even looks beautiful with well-arranged curves. 

Dusk doesn't look beautiful without you, 

A sky that is orange 

Everything is empty without you present,

One you to me, the most beautiful.

I want to paint your face on canvas

I want to write your name in my heart

I want to hold it with asa

I want to be lulled away even if it's just a dream

From someone who is only capable

looking at you from a distance. 

I folded the paper and put it together in another stack of photos. Who exactly is he? I bit my lip and started to think who was the person who did this shameful thing?

Ah ... Never mind, as long as he just looked from afar, it meant that nothing bad would happen to me. Do not let the incident of Mr. Seno repeat itself. I never expected someone to drop out of school just because of this stupid thing. 

"Focus Tiara! Your study time has been cut short by your employment contract. Don't think about anything else important. You need to focus!" my mind while knocking my own forehead. 

The sound of my phone suddenly sounded. On the screen, a name flashes. My eyes were round reading the name written on it. 

Heh! My Future? Who as brave as this is to tease me, by saving his phone number using a name like this?

I took the flat object and dragged the blue button on the screen. She ... requested a video call. 

"Hi My Future .." he said cheerfully as he waved his hand. 

"Gosh," I said, patting my forehead. "It turns out you are." 

"Why? Are you expecting someone else?" ask her with a smile. 

Euuh .. how not deg, after reading the letter of the stalker, know there is a video call coming in. Plus the name of the caller 'My Future'. It is crazy not to be surprised! 

"Eeh .. not really, but …."