Chased Om Om 2

Reunion Night

That night the weather was very sunny, as bright as Om Damar's face when he picked me up. A sweet smile did not escape her lips as the man looked at me. Hmm. .. I can't deny, he also looks special tonight, more than the neat appearance I used to see everyday. He with his suit and skinny shirt showing his body shape that will obviously envy all the men around him.

It seems too strange if we both look like this, especially if the goal is just to come to an annual reunion. We might be the center of attention. Ah ... Not only that, maybe the two of us will be the talk for the next year.

The building where the annual reunion was held was a fairly large hall. But the spacious room seemed unable to accommodate the fanfare of the alumni meeting that had been separated for fifteen years. 

"The room!" shouted a man with a mega-cloud patterned batik shirt typical of the cirebonan. A smile was seen on his lips. His outstretched hand was immediately warmly welcomed by Om Damar. 

I saw the two of them hi five each other in a way that was quite unique, then crashed both arms, before embracing each other with a movement of patting each other's backs. They seem very familiar. "Tumben lo dateng, Dam! I don't think you'll ever come to our school reunion." 

I saw that handsome face smiling faintly. "Why should you not come? I must have come if there is free time" said Om Damar. "I can't force myself to come, if the work is stacked up."

Suddenly the man looked at me. Feeling uncomfortable, I immediately spread my gaze in another direction. See the decorations and banners attached to the walls of the building space. 

"Finally you can spare him, right?" The man's voice sounded again. "good. You should have done that a long time ago."

"Tyrs! Where the hell," shouted a woman who was stepping over to us. The graceful lady with the natural makeup of the young mother suddenly pinched the man's waist. His hand was seen holding a ten-year-old girl. "I told you, take care of Stevie while I go to the bathroom. Uh, it's cool in here."

The man named Tirta seemed to grimace while complaining for a moment. "Okay .. ouch, don't dong Shel. Maybe you can be powerful at home, but if outside the gini .. please, keep my image." 

"What's? Do you feel ashamed to be found afraid of your wife? Do not expect ntar malem to get rations, if you keep one daughter alone is not becus," said ketus the woman again. "Can I take care of a lot of kids alone, ntar."

Om Damar was seen laughing. I felt his hands back around my waist. As if to say that it was time for him to introduce me to all his close friends. 

The woman began to notice my presence. 

"Lo's girlfriend, Dam?" The woman's voice sounded back in a calm rhythm. 

"She .. is the only woman who can make my heart beat" Om Damar said this time inexplicably in a voice so loud. "The future owner of this long-empty heart."

The woman smiled sinisterly as she looked at Om Damar with an ominous look. "After you made a mess a dozen years ago, now why are you reappearing?" The woman crossed her hands on her chest. 

"Shelf …. Huh, already! Do not make a scene, embarrassed," said the man named Tirta earlier. The man tried to calm the heart of his wife who inexplicably attacked Om Damar with unpleasant sentences.

"What's? You still want to defend your friend?" she asked the woman to shake her husband's hand. 

Om Damar smiled as he scratched his forehead. "Shel, I know you love him as much as your brother. But ... You don't know what happened that day, do you? I understand you're angry, because you don't know what's really going on."

I'm getting confused. Of course I was curious too. If there was indeed something bad in Om Damar's past, wouldn't I also have the right to know everything? Hmm ... Okay, I'll keep this question. Om Damar has to explain everything.

A girl in her teens, with a cross-face suddenly approached us. "Stevie, I've been looking everywhere for you. Yuk, we play!" 

Aih .. her beautiful face is like an angel. Her lips were red, her skin white, with blushing cheeks, and round eyes with bright brown beads like a barbie doll. 

"Fretty, mommy same daddy you've come?" ask the woman. 

Barbie doll girl was silent. I don't know why his eyes were on me. Ew. .. Maybe he felt uncomfortable because I admired his face for too long. 

Suddenly the girl pulled the corner of her lips and extended her hand to me. "Sweet sister, do you want to play with us too?" tanyakanya. I was surprised to hear his question. 

"Ew .. a–" 

I was just about to answer that question, Om Damar immediately dragged me away from them.

"Excuse me, we have to see the others" the man said. 

Inevitably, I had to pull back the hand I had extended to greet him. Surprisingly, there seems to be something Om Damar wants to avoid or even hide from me. 

No. .. no. I can't be so bad to think. Om Damar has brought me to this show, it means he has shown me his seriousness. It feels so outrageous if I accuse him of a no-no, let alone a clear sign of evidence.

I looked around me, everyone seemed to be laughing and conversing intimately. Until the beautiful girl came back to me. This time in her hands was a beautiful woman with beautiful hair. 

"Mommy, can Fretty sit with that beautiful sister?" ask her on the figure of the beautiful woman. I saw a change in the woman's face when I saw Om Damar. 

But the woman seemed to dampen her emotions. He looked at his daughter and said softly. "Play with Stevie. There's something you need to talk to them about for a minute."

Ew ... What is this? Uh ... a minute. I think I've seen this face. This face is no stranger to me. But ... Where have I seen him?

I'm sure! I'm sure I've seen his face. So strange, is this a de javu? I am not someone who easily forgets something. But why did I forget? 

Who exactly is he? Does it have anything to do with Om Damar's past as said by the wife of a man named Tirta earlier? 

Ah ... feels like a puzzle piece that I can't handle its final shape. This is really shitty.