Chased Om Om 2

Om-osm Storage

I tried to call Darren. But there is no connecting tone at all. Looks like he turned off his phone or maybe he's out of battery. 

Where exactly is he? Is he probably in some kind of trouble? Oh my God .. why today so much trouble. It was a hard day for me. Can't I rest faster tonight.

I tried to put myself in his position. If I had a problem, where would I go? Hmm .. a quiet place for sure. But where is it? A quiet and comfortable place for me is my own room. Very different from him.

"Ra, Darren said!" said Shinta who suddenly reappeared at the door. The girl showed her worried face. "You know, where did it go?" tanyakanya.

"You ... Have you tried calling her?" my question was to make sure that it wasn't just my calls that were purposely blocked. Who knows if someone else can call him.

"Oh, but no answer." Shinta snapped expressing her worry. "Where is it malem again."

Shortly after, Raka also appeared with a very noisy motor exhaust. I think he deliberately modified his bike to attract people, because I know he was very happy to push his favorite bike.

"We're looking together, yuk. His parents are confused, no longer know where to find him," asked Raka after revealing the windshield of his binocular helmet. 

Seeing the anxiety on the faces of my two friends, of course I did not reach the heart. Darren is also my friend. What if I ignore it, then something bad happens? No. .. no. I can't stay silent and regret it lately. But .... Why didn't his parents report to the police. The more you find, not the more you meet.

"Why don't you report to the police?" I think with the help of the police who are not small and scattered everywhere, it must be easier to find Darren.

Besides, looking for Darren all over the city itself is not a good idea. It's going to take a lot of time and I think it's less effective.

"No way, Ra." Raka immediately chimed in. "Before twenty-four hours, it cannot be said to be lost."

The man turned the motor back on. He looked back at me this time with a flat look. "Yes already. If Tiara doesn't want to come looking, don't be forced. We go find him ourselves, Shin! Until he meets! Anyway I'm sure Darren would do the same if it happened to us." 

Raka lowered back her glass binocular helmet and ran her iron horse without caring about us anymore. The noise of his exhaust was again heard breaking the silence of the night. Isha! He was so hard and always that cold to me. I don't know what my fault is.  

Shinta snorted annoyedly. "I'm leaving now" she suddenly said.

Looks like my suggestion sentence boomerang for me. They assumed I didn't want to bother looking for Darren.

I caught Shinta's arm quickly. I looked into his pair of eyes and firmly said, "i'm coming along!"

***

The night was cold, even though Shinta and I were in a four-wheeled vehicle. Not many words were spoken. We just focused on the streets, looking among the pedestrians, looking for the figure we were looking for. 

"Where are you? Any word from the others?" shinta asked through the flat object that was inside her grasp. 

"What's? They see him there? Why'd he go there gini nights?" oceh Shinta to his interlocutor. "It's weird. Yes, I'm the same Tiara went there."

"Sir, puter back. We're going to Green Hill's restaurant" Shinta told his personal chauffeur. The girl put her phone back in her little bag. "Huh! Bother the Darren!" 

"Shin, he ... has met, right?" my many. "I'm down here, if you want to go there. Let's not go home muttering."

"Gee! What the hell? Not to join him, even want to play escape," he said sounding annoyed.

"Who's running away?" I still don't understand the direction of the conversation.

"Yes, you are! My time," he said a little fiercely. "He didn't come home because he saw what happened at school. You don't know, anyway, the news that's circulating right now."

"What news? It's weird!" 

Shinta nodded as if she was upset. "Well, a pinter student like you can't guess what's going on?" 

"Udah! You know, I don't like guessing the most, either" I said, starting to get upset. "It's clear by the way."

"Everybody who sees will be as confident as I am. You're om-om's stash!" Shinta's voice sounded loud, maybe even if she said it in a slightly soft tone it would sound loud to me. Like I was slapping me into a reality that I should have calculated.

I swallowed my saliva rough. Ah .. maybe more precisely this is a bitter pill that I must enjoy because of a mistake I made. Yes .. I love the wrong people. 

But ... no! It shouldn't be the wrong person! He is older than me. It's actually much older than me. But the word savings is not true at all. He's not married yet. I still deserve his love.

"Especially after the incident with Mr. Seno. You, have taken Mr. Seno from his fiancee," continued Shinta. "The truth is like a justification of the gossip."

A slap like I didn't get enough. The girl slapped me again with a sentence. So even my own best friend, now suspects me. That's why he came to my house.

I slowly gathered all my courage. I can't stay silent! I'm not that kind of girl. Not at all as he imagined. I don't want to be taken lightly. At least, I don't want to lose him as my best friend.

"Shin, how long have we known?" ask me in a soft voice. I hold all my feelings of sadness for all those out-of-place accusations. "You're still my best friend, aren't you?" 

"Friends will not fool their own friends" he said in a sharp tone. 

"So you think I'm lying?" tanyaku later. "If you had known, even that man was unmarried. So .. said the mistress was too cruel, even if we had a relationship." 

I don't know why that warm liquid just ran across my cheek. "From the beginning .. I never lied to you. She's Om Damar, the one who used me as her model – is also Darren."

Suddenly I felt a hug in my body. Shinta hugged me! He patted my back gently.

"I'm sorry .. I'm sorry, Tiara," she shrieked in my ear. "I believe you, my friend. At least, now I know the reason...."

I rubbed my tears rough. "Reason?"

The girl nodded her head. A smile was tucked into his lips. A smile full of mystery. What exactly is in his mind.