Chased Om Om 2

Love Formula

"True, numbers never lie. Even everything will be seen if there is a lie in it" I said. "But that number isn't human, sir."

Seno smiled widely. “True. You're not wrong, Tiara. The wrong father. All this time I thought I could hold my feelings and be nice, like a teacher. Until you realize your feelings towards you.” 

I bow my head. Really, I don't know what to do. It seemed like the whole world was pointing its finger at me, as if I was the cause of all this.

The young teacher was silent for a long time. Maybe he is watching me right now. Maybe he was trying to figure out my reaction. And it makes me feel even more awkward.

“Tiara ...” That heavy voice came back to fill my eardrum.

“Sorry, Sir. If Tiara has made you like this.” I finally found the right word.

Seno shook his head. “Nothing is wrong. You're not wrong, Tiara. No formula in feelings of love.” He gave me the book he had in his hand. 

“And as you say, you have the right to accept or reject the feelings I give you.” The man closed his lips, raised his pair of eyebrows and let out a long sigh, as if he was about to hear a decision between life and death.

“A-I ... never thought to ...” 

Seno nodded her head as if understanding the sentence I was about to say. No more face of the killer teacher. His face looks pale, although his lips still try to give a smile.

“Bapak will return to Java,” he said. “Take care of yourself and keep shining, Tiara.” 

The young teacher patted me on the shoulder before returning to lift the cardboard box containing many of his books and personal belongings. I still saw him step up to the city car and put the box in the trunk of his car.

***

Big Star Entertainment was very busy. Looks like there's been an audition for a new model. I could see the parking lot full. And so many people in the waiting room. 

“Sister Elsy, what is there?” ask the customer service who works in the lobby.

“Tiara?” The girl showed her perfect smile. “Tumben you came here?”

I laughed chuckling. “Iya, Brother. Again miss the shooting atmosphere,” sahutku.

“Dih, kangen the ambience of the cypress shoot? He said he wanted to off, again wanted to focus on the same school.” Elsy reminded me of the reason I quit my modeling career.

Not wanting to talk too long, I immediately patted his desk. “Om is there, right? I want a surprise with him.” 

Serving Elsy will take a lot of time. I know that friendly girl. And I guarantee that if I talk to him, it won't be an hour. We can talk about one topic with many endless branches. 

I rushed into the office, while Elsy was trying to prevent me. I don't know what would scare him so much if I walked into Om Marcel's room. 

But it's too late. I pushed the door handle wide open.

Elsy's sister ran after me. The sound of his pantofel shoes was heard colliding with the minimalist design office ceramic floor. 

His hand gripped my arm, pulling me back out after repeatedly lowering his head as his apology. 

I had a chance to see Marcel who seemed to be having a discussion with a man. They looked extremely tense, as if something precarious was going on.

“Om Marcel is meeting.” Elsy's sister closed the door and took me to another room next to her. “You just wait here. Soon, they will be finished. I wait outside, yeah. More guests.”

Brother Elsy frowned. “Tiara, if about that, sorry .. brother don't know. You know, just the reception brother and the phone in the lobby.”

True too, the contract business only models and om Marcel who knows. And others will know after the photo shoot goes on. There was no other way but to wait for Marcel and get confirmation right from him. I hope my wait is not in vain. 

I stared at the back of Brother Elsy who disappeared behind the door. I took a deep breath while thinking about the many things that happened today. 

I looked at the book that was still in my hand. I slowly opened the first page of the book. 

A beautiful book with a name on it. Kahiyang Pearls. My name is seen in a scratch with very beautiful calligraphy letters. 

I open it piece by piece. Seen my photos in each sheet, while in each empty space there is a sentence with a beautiful graph. 

Seno ... How did he get my photos? Is it possible that he has a colleague from Big Star who can give him the advertising photos I star in for him?

Ah ... like a tangled thread. And what is this ….

I saw a line of lines. Hmm .. Maybe more precisely he was writing a poem for me. 

"Kahiyang Pearl, please,

I seem to be a very lucky man

found a pearl shining in the middle of the pitch

maybe I'll be lucky to get your heart?

When the time comes,

I want to bend my knees in front of you

give a circle

and ask you to spend time with me."

Jeez ….

This is totally insane! Of course I never expected Mr. Seno who never neko-neko it harbors this feeling. He never even showed it. 

I'm pretty sure her boyfriend must be really mad at me. But ... how can Mr Seno have a lover, while his heart does not love him? Or maybe my guess all along was wrong, that girl is not her lover! Didn't Mr. Seno not offend the girl at all. Only Shinta said that the girl was Mr. Seno's lover.

Amidst the chaos of my mind, suddenly the door of the room opened. Sister Elsy with a boisterous sound her shoes entered into the waiting room that was not too big.

“Tiara, Mr. Marcel is waiting for you in his room,” said Mr. Elsy. 

I immediately stood up from my chair and followed in the footsteps of Sister Elsy with a hopeful anxious heart. Of course I hope that the job is still unfilled, and of course I'm worried that Big Star won't give me the job anymore.

Elsy's sister opened the door to Marcel's workroom. But it's surprising, why is the guest still not home? Ah ... must be uncomfortable it feels, asking for a job on Marcel's om while there are strangers watching. 

I was still standing in front of the door. An awkward feeling just ambushed as the foreign man's gaze pointed at me. His eyes looked at me from the tip of his foot to the end of his hair.