Chased Om Om 2

Aunt Vivin

"E.. e. uh! Nagih instead of getting paid, even want to play the thud!" shouted aunt Vivin with riled up. "I'm reporting the police just found out."

Mom moved quickly closer to us. The teflon pot swung in his hand as if a threat Vivin aunt could not avoid. "Didn't you hear? I've said it over and over again. Don't bring my daughter's name!”

“Yes Allah, I just said what it is!”

Mama looks increasingly upset. He directed the teflon pot while chasing aunt Vivin who still made me his shield. Because of this aunt Vivin's hand, my head became dizzy. He pulls me wherever he moves, making me spin like a comedy swivel in the night market.

“Ma, already Ma, stop,” my door.

“By the way it is, but use the brain dong kalo by the way!” grouse mama. But do not mind mama lowered the teflon pot that had been shaken it since. "Your mouth is guarded! Wherever I have my pride!"

"Loh! Prove it. If you have self-esteem, pay off your debt! Not even mundar mundurrr continues," cried aunt Vivin loudly, as if deliberately so that all the neighbors saw what happened.

“Excuse me, what is this fussing about here?”

The voice spontaneously shocked me and looked back.

"Om Damar!" I said so surprised.

I didn't expect him to be around me at all, instead of going straight away after dropping me off. And it was my fault too, not making sure he left so see all this very embarrassing mess.

Suddenly aunt Vivin approached om Damar. Looking at the smile plastered on his face, it made me feel uneasy as if a bad premonition had come to warn.

“Well! This ... You're Tiara's boyfriend, right?” he said with a loud voice. “Your savings ...” he continued while pointing his index finger at me, “his family has a debt of fifty million equal to me. And …. No pay-pay, from stone age to lebaran monkey.”

“Tante!” I was so surprised. That sentence was like a double blow to me.

Om Damar raised one hand, and I think it was a sign that this time I should be quiet.

“Fifty million, okay,” he said as he pulled out a checkbook, scribbled his pen over it, then tore it up.

“Their debt is paid off.” Om Damar put the piece of paper on aunt Vivin.

Aunt Vivin quickly snatched the check paper. But Om Damar nimbly pulled him up, out of reach of the leech.

“Heh! Did you deliberately want to play me?” furious aunt Vivin. Now the position of both hands is right at the waist, which is his trademark style when angry.

Om Damar still looks calm. Even the man smiled in response to aunt Vivin's anger.

“Before receiving this, of course mom should apologize to them.”

“Heh! Why do I apologize. I collect my own rights. Weird!”

“It looks like I need to drag mom to the legal table on defamation charges,” Om Damar continued.

“Loh ... loh, why am I to blame? I'm just telling you the truth,” said as a self-defense.

“No! Which part do you think is right? Storage?” cecar Om Damar.

“Loh! What is the name if not a deposit? Do you have to wait for your wife to come, then world war breaks out here,” elak aunt Vivin still does not want to admit her mistake.

“What is this storm?” asked Bu Ambar who appeared in the middle of the commotion. “Loh, you again Vin.”

“Yes, Ms. RT.”

“Nilam pinjem the money is not make a business. She minjem for the treatment of her late husband. Mbok yes, you give an exception do not be too big flower load,” said Bu RT mediate.

“That, already want to be paid the same as the girlfriend of her daughter. But do not know why even I was charged with defamation,” sahut aunt Vivin.

“Pollution good name?” reset Miss Ambar. “We are talking about it carefully. Do not let the rope of friendship cut off just because of a unilateral misunderstanding.”

Bu Ambar spread his gaze around. “So how's the story?”

“Excuse me, I introduced you first. He's Om Damar, a product client who is using me as the star of his ad,” I said awkwardly. “I think aunty has met him in the hospital at that time.”

Bu Ambar is seen observing Om Damar for a moment. Then he nodded his head.

“Well, the problem is Aunt Vivin it call me a mistress Om Damar. Like that Mom,”.

“That's it, Vin,” reprimand Bu Ambar.

“Eh .. so not anyway. But why did he pay? Fifty million is not a little loh, unless he is indeed scornful ...” Aunt Vivin still doesn't want to be blamed.

“Jeng Vivin! Watch mouth. I've been patient enough all this time. But I won't tolerate when it comes to my daughter,” growled mama.

I held her hand, at least so that my mother's emotions would not just spill out. What if he was so emotional, his blood pressure rose and made his veins rupture. Aih, don't come!

“Jeng, I am their neighbor for a dozen years. I know exactly who Nilam is, who Kuncoro is her husband and Tiara is her daughter.” Bu Ambar's voice sounded full of authority. “I assure you, they are not such people. They're family all right.”

“And another one, in my opinion .. You should apologize to them. There is no harm in connecting the fraternity with an apology, right?” continued Ms. Ambar.

Aunt Vivin glanced sharply around her. His face looked clear like a defendant who had been cornered by everyone around him.

“Sorry. I'm sorry, I didn't know she was your boss.”

I pulled the corner of my lips, forcing a smile for her. “Yes Aunt, it's okay. What matters is that everything is clear. And one more thing, Tan. He doesn't have a wife."

Om Damar put that fifty million check on the table. Then he extended his hand to Aunt Vivin.

The young woman seemed to blush. The cheque sheet while fondling him with a radiant face.

"Where?" ask Om Damar.

Aunt Vivin looks nervous, her hand stretched out on the palm of Om Damar. Exactly like a disney princess who received a helping hand from her prince.

But not long after, Om Damar wagged it. "Hey, where's the debt? Shouldn't you give it to me?"

Aunt Vivin's eyes bulged. The woman patted her own forehead and opened a large leather bag that had been strung across her shoulder. Nervously, he ransacked the contents inside until his hand managed to pull out a piece of paper.

The woman opened the folded sheet of paper into four pieces, then handed it to Om Damar.

"This business is done" he said shortly after skimming the debt agreement and pocketing it. "I'll excuse you."

I followed in his footsteps with the look of my eyes until that back disappeared behind the door.

Oye! Why would he just leave? Is there a word I've been saying that hurt her feelings? Om Damar, is he mad at me?

"Euh .. excuse me, I'm out for a minute." I bowed my body as I passed by my mother who was still talking to Ambar.

I quickly set my foot to chase after him. Fortunately, the car was still not moving from its place.

"Om Damar! Waita minute!" call me before the four wheels of his black car move away.

The man looked at me from inside his car. Kuperlate my step. I clasped my gray skirt to suppress my fear.

"Sorry, I've been so troublesome. Sorry, I got Om involved in my family matters. I'm sorry, if all this hurts Om's feelings," I said awkwardly. "I can accept that Om is angry and upset with me."

"I'm waiting for you, this afternoon at four in the studio!"

Heh! Instead of answering, he gave an ambiguous order. Jeez ….