Chased Om Om 2

Wife Candidate

I was still speechless, even when Om Damar took me back out of my school building. Everything that just happened is still like a surprise to me. It was like a dream and I just woke up from my sleep. 

Finally he got me in his car. But this time Om Damar did not sit behind his wheel. A uniformed man of stout stature sat behind the wheel, on the front bench, ready to drive a luxury vehicle of a dark color.

"Take me home!" tell the man sitting behind the wheel.

"Okay Sir!" the man in the uniform obeyed. Without saying much, he immediately turned the wheel, and the luxury car took us, sliding and away from the school building area. 

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"Aargha!" I shouted as the white-clothed man typical of medical workers touched my right leg. "Don't touch my feet! You're just gonna make it sick!" reject me when the man is about to touch my right leg again.

Patiently the young man took a breath and gave me a smile. He looked at me as he took a sitting position next to the sofa.

"Just a little bit sick. Just a little …. Hold briefly. Don't you want to be able to walk on your own?" his ray.

"It's okay ..it's okay if you don't want to undergo your therapy," said Om Damar who suddenly appeared with a glass of warm milk in his hand. "If you don't want to be treated, I'm willing to carry you every day." 

My eyes immediately rounded. Huh! Carrying every day?  Shucks! Don't you know how embarrassing that is? Especially considering all the gazes people had been looking at all day. At school and also .. when he carried me into this house. 

I remember the gaze of the housekeeper and some of the house assistants who were cleaning the house, earlier. How they stopped doing their job and whispered like they were talking about me. 

"No. I am the ogah! Dih ... be ashamed! Is Tiara a child?" my protest with annoyance. 

"You are a child. Just touched by the therapist was already whining, sulking like a toddler," said Om Damar mocking me. 

I smashed my lips in annoyance.  Obviously, he said it because he didn't know what it was like. "Who is sulking? No. .. I'm not sulking, really," I said.

"Now, drink first. Don't cry. Time just sprained a little already screaming macem shot." Om Damar put a glass in his hand. 

I immediately gulped the warm milk in the glass. But everything he said was true. I can't refuse this therapy if I want to get well soon. You can panic if you know what happened at school today. I had to heal so as not to become a burden on my mother's mind. It's a pity if he has to be overwhelmed by new problems. 

I no longer refuse to go through therapy sessions. Although ahh .. of course I have made Om Damar's house very noisy with my screams. But the therapist was very painstaking. Hmm. .. I think maybe his ears have been trained with a variety of high and low color sounds of the patient's scream. 

The man who had just escorted his therapist guest to the front door walked over to me, of course after closing the living room door. This time his face is not as flat as when dealing with Bu Hartini. The haughty and arrogant impression that had been clearly painted on his face had changed with friendliness and a warm gaze full of love. 

"Are you able to move your legs?" The first word Om Damar said to greet me. 

"Ew .. can be. Thanks Om, you've come and saved Tiara from the warehouse" I said. I didn't expect, Om Damar I could really rely on in such a situation. Not only did he save me, he overcame it all very well.

The man pulled the corner of his lips. "Of course, I'll all do to keep mine. Are you not my future wife."

This time I cut my lips. "Dih .. start the fight."

Om Damar laughed at my sneers. "You can say that it's a mussy, if I don't do anything. Do you want to deny that all these problems worked out well for me?"

Uh ... right the hell. He finished everything to completion. Maybe tomorrow I have heard the news of gossip, not only about me and my savior, but also about the three barbarian girls. I don't know what their punishment will be. Merely using a red vest the toughest offense or even. 

"O yes Om, about Om's threat. Om Damar seriously want to bring this matter to the realm of law? Continue ... about the loss ... Do they really have to bear all that?" tanyaku later.

Om Damar's face turned very serious. "If I don't seriously threaten your principal, are you sure the three students you told me about in the car would be deterred? Are you sure it won't be their months later?"

Ew ... really. Everything he said was nothing wrong. They can't be deterred. Even all the students submit as if they were gangsters in our school. 

"But .. about closing the school. Can Om really do all that?" tanyaku later. 

"of course. I never mess with my words. Anyway, I have to protect you. This problem I will not allow to happen a second time" he said in earnest.

"Then ... if the school is closed, Tiara so do not pass dong, school," said I. 

Inevitably, I must defend my alma mater. Had my school closed, it would have been harder for me. Looking for a new school in the semester that's almost over, ahead of my graduation anyway. Aih ... What madness is this, it is impossible for everyone to bear all the faults of the three barbarian girls. 

"Om Damar can't do that!" I said firmly.