If I Could Dream
CHAPTER 6 - Hello Om and Aunt
Ti*d*nobody was better prepared than Karin when Om and Aunt Gantari appeared behind the door.
It's time! Karin throws the friendliest smile she has.
"Hello om, auntie, let's go first.”
“Waahh beautifulaa Karin now.” Praise Aunty Vanya Gantari with finger twitching. As soon as Karin crucified her hand, the fingers were silent.
“Eh, have you come?”
Karin was grateful that dad finally came to the living room. His feet were itching to go to the room.
“PAK PRANSSS!" Om Vincent hugged his resigned father. "What's the boss?!"
“Good...good... hahaha.” Dad patted Om Vincent's back twice and then moved off. “Eh, come-ayo sit down first.”
“You are Vin!” Her husband was just shy. Vanya immediately pulled Vincent's hand so they sat down together. “Thank you, Mr. Frans. Where's Isabelle?”
“Here's more in kitchen–Karin? Where are you going?”
Karin gave a small grin while looking at the father.
Shit, he got caught.
He saw the stairs that the girl had stepped on with bitterness. I'm sorry, I don't think we can escape right now.
Or could?
“Karin call mom first.” Dad's orders.
"okay!" With a lightning-fast step, Karin slid into the kitchen where the mother was.
Reducing the silence, the father also allowed a couple Gantari husband and wife to drink Aqua glass that has been available.
“From Singapore, to Pontianak, tomorrow to Jakarta. Haduuuhh is like a busy man to me, sir!” Om Vincent breathing tired. “But for the sake of the child, what the hell is not? Right?”
“Betul, Mr. Vincent.” Puckle Daddy. “Where is Hans? So Management lecture?”
“Take Her Medicine. I haven't told ya?”
Wasn't that time the story was about taking management? Dad was confused. From the side, Isabelle's mother came to Karin and Grace, her sister, with fresh food and drinks.
Mother Isabelle crucifies Om Vincent and hugs her aunt Vanya, then helps spread food and drink from Grace's hands. “Sana salim first.”
“Waaahh already besaaarrr si Grace." Aunt Vanya. "You remember that? It used to be still this small laden aunt.”
“No memory, tan.”
Karin lowered her head, holding back a burst of laughter because of her brother's slick mouth.
“Lagian is still a baby how do you remember?" Mother smiled, patted the back of Grace's hand so that the youngest child is not original to speak. “Omong-by the way please eat, Mr. Vincent, brother Vanya.”
“Please-please!”
The meal also did not free Karin and Grace to escape to the room. Although Karin has said that she has eaten, it is still denied Om Vincent to add to the large portion.
Unlike Karin who is not tasty to refuse, Grace who is ignorant does not care about Om Vincent's pleasantries to eat more. Mending eat a little rather than eating no leftovers.
“Well, so my son, the Hans, originally wanted Management.”
Om Vincent started telling stories while eating food.
“But, since the news of his grandfather died because far from the health facility, he also told me, ‘dad, I want to enter med’.”
Wuisss... Karin glanced at Grace with a ‘-real look?'
‘Stupid if you believe’, said his sister with a surprised face made-up.
Grace remembers once her cousin's brother's cursing when they mabar Mobile Legend . He said, I'd like to puke look at the human organs.
“Yaudah, ‘please’, I told him. Post announcement, pass, get into Medicine!"
“Wah..” Father stunned. It was so gentle that Hans wanted to study medicine because of his grandfather's tragic experience. “Keren, Mr. Vincent. Now there's one doctor in our family.”
“Hahaha thank you, sir. Thanks though. Ordinary it's mah~" Om Vincent is shy as if he's the one receiving the compliment. “Oh yes, Karin twelfth grade right now?”
Feeling her name being called, Karin blinked while pointing at herself.
“Iya, Sir. Karin is in twelfth grade now. Yesterday he won the Painting.” race Father's law.
“Waahh congratulations yes, Karin.”
“Still aunt...” Notah how many times said ‘waaahh’ embedded pronunciation Aunt Vanya.
“Means you want to major in DKV yes?” guess Aunt Vanya is on target. Karin nodded steadily. The major he had been thinking about since Luius Junior High remembered himself very happy to draw.
“DKV what?” ask Om Vincent doesn't know.
Karin's eyes sparkled explaining. “Visual Communication Design, Om!"
“NG–”
“Emang his major promises work?”
It was also a tablespoon lying dramatically on Om Vincent's plate. “I don't mean anything, rin. Cuman, there are friends om whose children enter art majors. Like you, he likes pictures, likes coloring..but after graduating from college, he was unemployed for a year, even worked at Bank!”.
“Hah?! Mella's son, right?" Aunt Vanya was shocked. Om Vincent mangut. "Who? He works at the bank? Just found out. What's he doing?"
“That's why I don't know, Vanya. Logically, gini. The art school is ‘kan already expensive, just right if the work is not in accordance with the department, useless knowledge dong?"
"Wasted money too?"
"Well, that!"
Aunt Vanya grimacing. “Duuhh mending aja aja sure, rin. Those who graduate can immediately get a job."
“Betul. Mending in accounting, rin. What major are you? A MIPA? Eh but there are also many children of friends who cross majors, and take accounting. Now it works with the Government, so PNS. Pretty good, right? Casual work, his salary is also stable."
"That's a big boy."
"Nake, obviously!" Vincent agrees very much. "Eh, but this is just a suggestion. Me and Vanya just tell me, let your mind open as a child. Don't let this choice weigh on your parents' finances. But yes If you want to enter art yes please~ End of it all things 'will go back to the choice of each.”
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No matter how many times Karin tries to forget the talk of Om and Aunt, still their words imprint on the head.
Karin scribbled the last page of the book carelessly. His mind is chaotic, especially when Mother's doubtful face just crosses. The doubtful face of the mother who was not long after the return of Om and Aunt, looked at her so deeply with a smile.
“Not to think about. Just focus on your passion.”
Also the doubtful face behind the smile, which actually comes to think of the words of Om Vincent and Aunt Vanya about his future.
Karin sighed. Daddyh. The man did not bring anything up about the art major he craved, but seeing him staring long into the Karin awards displayed in the closet, there seemed to be a lot of things that the father was thinking about.
“Rin!”
Karin seemed to be awakened to the real world, realizing that she was in a classroom filled with AC cold, as well as the coldness of Miss Jinny when teaching materials today.
"Rin!"
Karin turned her head, finding El calling her while handing over the eraser.
Oh, aye. As the hand of the carin stretched out about to pick up the item, Miss Jinny's voice managed to make the eraser fall.
“Katarina! Gabriel!”
Both Karin and El sat upright.
"What are you guys fighting about?"
Karin vertical saliva, unknowingly scratching her thumb with her heart racing.
"Sorry Miss—"
“You turned eraser, Miss!” Said El honestly. His shoulders were very relaxed, as if fearless as Miss Jinny rained down on him with a deathly gaze.
“Indeed you don't have?”
“No, Miss.”
“Indeed I allow you to borrow someone else's stuff?”
“No, Miss.”
“Exit!"
For a few seconds of silence, finally the sound of a chair squeaking sounded from the side.
Quietly Karin noticed El's footsteps getting further and further away from her place.
“Why are you quiet, Karin?”
Karin's head was raised.
“I'm out too, Miss?”
“Do you think?”
Why did Karin bother to confirm Miss Jinny's abstract order? Is he a military commander?
With a heavy heart, Karin packed her English books and stationery, then stepped towards the classroom door.
“According to the agreement of all of us, there is a little sound be it small, large, or whisper, immediately self-study outside until the lesson time is finished." Miss Jinny commemorates the rest of the class until the door closes. "Everyone's understanding?"
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