Chased Om Om

Boyfriends

"Are you really going to support me, Shella. Whatever will I do to get this done?"

"I will go to Mr. Andre, our BP teacher, or to Mr. Anwar, our principal. Who do you think I'd better meet?"

"Are you crazy? Can you tell me everything from beginning to end?" shella's eyes were wide. "Will they believe?"

"But Shel. That's the only way I think."

"Frankly, I'm not sure they'll believe you" said Shella.

"I'll try it Shel. There's no harm in trying,"

"But. Aren't you thinking about what's gonna happen to you?"

I shrugged my shoulders, and both my eyebrows. "May they trust me."

"Yes already. Good luck, Tiara."

That afternoon, during school break.

"Good day, sir."

"Yes good afternoon. Be sitting. What is this. Tumben you're here. What's the problem?"

"Ehm... Mr Anwar, I never caused any trouble, did I? I'm in trouble now, sir."

The headmaster who was busy putting grades on the pile of books, suddenly raised his head, looking into the eyes of two pearls.

"You're in trouble, Tiara?" his question repeated Tiara's words as if in disbelief.

Tiara nodded.

"What's the matter, I'll listen to you."

I looked at my principal's father, "But I'm actually afraid to say this, sir. Afraid that you'd choose not to believe my words."

"Why is it like that? Tell the. Let me see if I can trust your story."

I'm silent. Thinks.

"It's about Mr. Ardi. He's not the master teacher in my class, sir. It's just, I followed the exkul of his guidance."

"I feel uncomfortable, he always looms over me. Paying more attention to me, and making my closest friends uncomfortable."

"Give an example of his concern to you that is not done to other students."

"I'm not sure you'll believe me."

"Let's just say, let the father decide to believe it or not."

"More importantly, you have to trust your father, to convey the facts you've been through."

"certain sir. I believe father, that's why I ventured here to tell father, than others." I said not to lose.

"Pak Ardi always runs in his motorcycle after the excrement broke up. He chased me a few times when he came home from school. Like that sir."

"I don't want to happen more than this, sir. I want to focus on school." I said.

"alright. You go back to class. I'll handle it."

"And Mr. Anwar, I hope you don't carry my name in the prose. I'm afraid something bad will happen."

"Good day sir. I'm going back to class."

I nodded my head and retreated out leaving the stunned Mr. Anwar. I don't know what's on his mind.

Going home from school, I came back with my favorite, reading digital novels. I'm tapping the blue box logo on my android screen. I chose a novel I hadn't finished reading yesterday.

Five minutes I read, when my phone rang.

"Hey.. Tiara."

"Who is this?"

"Little sister, this is om. We just met yesterday."

"Oh, um Alfred anyway. Why om?"

"No. Here you see, in the cinema again played a good action movie. I'm taking little sister."

"Sad. om. The pearls are gedhe, um."

"OK, okay. Gedhe's sister if that's it."

"It's a ticket for you, Tiara."

"Bye om. How to know in buyin anyway."

"Well, om. Pearl again there is a repetition om. How dong."

"Ntar mubazir loh his ticket. Okay, watch it. At least two hours are completed. Just go home."

"Of the maksa."

"Ready-ready. At half-four o'clock pick up. Don't forget to shower. People around you are drunk."

"Aishis. Where exists. Pearls are fragrant all day."

"Hahaha. yes. Fragrant. Fragrant. Surrender me if the debate is with little brother."

"Well, little again."

"Hahaha, yes big brother." The om laughs.

"Udah ah, Tiara wants to read again. Close om. Hang up the phone."

"Okay sister gedhe, I'll see you later this afternoon." Click on the phone at the close.

I'm back to reading my digital novel. But time is fast passing. Suddenly it became afternoon. Well, reading is indeed very fun, making time not seem to pass.

I immediately took a shower preparing to watch with om and aunt. At least right now, that's my thinking. I'm wearing my shorts and my favorite shirt. Two squirrels, Chip and Dale.

The clock shows at 15:00 when the car Mitshubisi Xpander om Alfred was waiting in front of the fence of the house.

Alfred opened the dark windshield of his car. "Get it!"

I opened the back door and sat there.

"Tante Ratna where is om?"

"Auntie's overtime. He was told to leave. Auntie doesn't like action movies anyway."

"Oh."

"You moved ahead gih. He will be a Grab driver."

I laughed, moving forward. The car was wide enough for me to move straight ahead. Especially with my thin body.

"What class are you in, Tiara?"

"Eleven om."

" Your age?"

"Sixteen om. Napa? Small?"

Alfred laughed.

"What age are you?" tanyaku.

"Om thirty-five, Tiara."

"Well, it's really small Tiara. I only get half the experience."

Om Alfred laughed, "Om also still have a lot to learn, Tiara."

I don't know why I don't feel good. The eye of the om who is again driving, often towards my feet. Duh, it's really uncomfortable for me. Thankfully we arrived soon. Om Alfred again focused on the steering wheel because of the parking lot that is on the top floor of the mall building.

After finding a parking space, I got off. And enter the mall area, towards the top floor. Suddenly Om Alfred's hand held mine. He's holding me!

I'm trying to let go. She turned to me, "I don't want my sister to miss her steps. Let's hurry up. The movie's coming soon, Tiara."

I surrendered. He gave a pretty reasonable reason. And I don't want to be thought of as feeling pretentious or too ge er and his countrymen.

Om Alfred hurried to order some snacks for the attendant to send, and with me entered the show room.

Alfred did not take his hand off me. Really, I felt embarrassed when some people glanced at me. I don't know what their thoughts are.

When the snack officer came, he let go of my hand. Ah, it's relieved.

"Nice film, isn't it?", Alfred whispered to me. So close, that his breath felt on my neck. "Aren't you cold, the AC is too cold, right?"

"Eh, yes" I said.

Suddenly Om Alfred's hand landed on my shoulder. It was as if I was hugging so as not to get cold.

"Om Alfred, I'm okay. It's not too cold, though."

Aih, my answer is a problem for me. I have to be careful with my next answer.

"Tiara, do you have a boyfriend?"