I Found Love At the End of the Dusk

Meet Oma

"You may come in, please!" said Mr. Santo while opening wide the large gate in front of me.

"Sorry, sir, who do I have to see?" I was so confused by what I had to do after this.

"Let me drive you," replied Mr. Santo, although he looked quiet and seemed to speak as necessary, but a friendly smile was clearly visible on his face.

I just smiled in response to Mr. Santo's words as I walked in his steps into a house that looked more like a palace than a house.

'Gosh, this house is so big, it's worth my mom getting sick, I'm sure she must be really tired of cleaning all these rooms, what else with the occupants that I believe there must be a lot,' my mind began to guess what was not necessarily the case, My mother was sick, but the pain she felt at this time was not due to fatigue, but because her legs were hit by broken plates.

"Assalamualaikum," I said softly while looking around the house that looked so luxurious and charming.

"Excuse me sir, anyone want to meet?" greet Mr. Santo who quite diverted the attention of a man I once knew.

"Yes, why?" sahut the man.

'Campus me, why is there this arrogant guy here? where Mr. Santo had called the man as Mr. Pula, my mind began to comment with what I had just seen.

The man stared intently at me as if he wanted to pounce on me alive, but a second later the sharp gaze changed and turned towards Saint Sir who was standing not far from where I was standing.

"Who is he?" he asked then while glancing at me at a glance as if signaling that the man asked about me.

"She's his daughter Bu Sulastri, sir," replied the quiet Mr. Santo and he spoke as necessary.

"Have him meet Oma in the kitchen!" without comment the man gave the order as if he had understood my arrival.

"Okay, sir," replied Mr. Santo.

"Please come with me!" said Mr. Santo who immediately I follow his orders without caring about the existence of the arrogant son who now smiled cunningly glancing at my presence.

The distance between the room I had been to the kitchen was quite far, until I arrived at the kitchen which was no less luxurious than the previous room, before reaching the kitchen, until I was in the kitchen, there was a room I could confirm if it was a dining room, with a long table that ran along the length of the room, as well as several chairs lined up neatly there.

"Excuse me Oma," said Mr. Santo, who, of course, surprised the whole room, three people are currently cooking and one is cleaning the room, while there was also a Grandma who I helped yesterday, the Grandma looked fine, fit like someone who had not had an accident, it was in stark contrast to her circumstances yesterday, it was drowning helplessly.

"Well, aren't you the girl who helped me?" said the old Grandmother who is currently called Oma by Mr. Santo.

"Right, sorry, yesterday I went straight away, I have some business to do so I immediately left Grandma alone," I can no longer say anything other than to find an excuse for my sudden departure yesterday.

"She's Miss Sulastri's daughter, Oma," I was still silent, a little surprised at how rich Grandma was yesterday I thought she was a beggar.

"You're Sulastri's daughter, you deserve to be good, and I know where the good you have comes from" she said.

"Sorry, Grandma, what should I do?" hearing Grandma's words made me confused and a little worried, I was afraid that what happened could worsen Mother's work here, I have to be ordinary and show a passionate attitude to work so as not to affect Mom's work tomorrow if she returns to be a maid here.

"Call me Oma! I'm happy to see your passion working and I'm also happy to see you being so sincere in helping others without any strings attached" said the old grandmother I helped yesterday.

"Well, Oma, I came here to work in my place, so I hope Oma treats me just like everyone else and gives me orders just like Oma gave orders to others," my clear.

"Alright, Oma will explain what your duty is, My mother is a cook, so her job is to cook and clean cookware after she uses it," Oma explained what her mother's duty in the house was.

"Is that his job, Oma?" instead of being surprised and worried, I showed an ordinary facial expression because the task given by Oma was very easy for me to do, cooking was my job since I graduated from school, Mom always taught me how to cook well and properly.

"Are you willing to do it?" Oma seemed to be hesitant about the abilities I had, but my name was not Dusk if I could not do what Oma had just explained.

"Of course, if only cooking I can very Oma, just tell me what I have to cook today! and how many servings should I mask?" I don't want to make my mother's reputation bad just because I replaced her, which is why I agreed to everything Oma said without rejecting or denying it in the least.

"Enter me grilled chicken and tempe bacem complete with the sauce!" Oma gave the order and told me what I should cook for today.

"Alright Oma, I'll cook it for the Oma family, but can I ask one person to help me cook, just for today?" I went back to telling you what really worries me.

"Of course I can," Oma replied with a smile on her face, although I don't know the meaning of that smile, but I'm sure that Oma is currently testing my skills

"Sari Maam!" call Oma who was immediately heard and said by a Mother-Mother who I believe is the same age as my mother.

"Yes, Oma, what's wrong?" he walked closer to Oma.

"Today your task is only to accompany the princess Sulastri cooking, show me the location of food, spices and cooking utensils here, tomorrow you can return to doing my job as usual," oma said with a firm tone that was full of dignity despite her age but the charm of the leader was still clearly visible on her face.

"Okay, Oma," replied the Mothers who were called Madam Sati earlier.

"Please follow me!" he continued, while Mr. Santo who was driving you has gone after Oma knows who I am.