Mother To Oi

Eighteen

Meta.

Just finished my last course Ninda invited me to go to the library. Telling stories, while accompanying me choose the books I should read.

“Already. Meta, I'm going home first. Adios. Ummmuahh” said Ninda as she passed.

After feeling that the book in my hand was enough for me to read, I finally went home. My feet stepped closer to the car, and yet, Oi was already in front of me. I stretched out my hand, quickly the boy grabbed my hand.

I don't care anymore, about Moses' warning. Don't go near his son again.

“Sang kak Meta is still busy. Come with father,” said Mr. Moses while bowing, while in front of us.

Even though I was so foreign to him, Moses should have understood Oi's decision. To be with me.

After I handed over my identity card, which was my guarantee when I was with his son, Mr. Moses finally gave up.

I opened the door for Oi, and then I got in the car.

“Oi Shoes, yesterday lost well?” ask me while paying attention to the shoes that Oi wears. That's the shoe in Bima's problem.

“Lost”

“Where to lose?” my many.

“Eated rats" said Oi.

Instantly I laughed.

“Kaka Meta, sebental Oi birthday”

“When? You can come, right?” my many. Quickly, Oi nodded.

“Oi, kaka Meta has fried rice. Oi want to, right?” ask again.

Oi nodded, and at that moment I took out a tupperware, filled with fried rice. As usual, before we ate, we prayed.

Long enough, until finally Mr. Moses called me.

“In parking sir"

“Thanks. I'm sorry to bother you" he said, taking Oi, taking her away from me.

When I looked, my phone rang again.

“Assalamualaikum”

“Waalaikumussalam, Meta, today, mom and aunt Nova will meet. You're mapir yah"

“Iya mah's. Ready" I said.

Quickly, I turned off my phone. Driving the menu of the place that mama mentioned earlier.

Heh. I'mtired. My mood, it's still fucked.

When we arrived, my mother, aunt Nova and Bima were already there.

“Halo dear" Bima said in her soft voice. I goosebumps, hearing the words coming out of his mouth, so different from this morning. Now full of love.

“Meta, who is Oi?” ask mama.

I immediately stopped my hand that was still stirring the juice with a pipette, just like I used to do.

“Oi? Meta mah's friend" I said.

“Friends? Same little boy?” that's the question that Aunt Nova asked while frowning.

“Iya” said I'm sure.

“Good" said mom.

I don't understand what their minds are.

“Come, what do you want to order?” ask Bima when the waiter brings a menu list.

I just shook my head.

“Why Dear?” ask Bima again.

“Udah ate earlier" I said. Yeah, it's reality. I may order food if I do not eat it myself. That's called redundancy, right?

“The same boy?” asked Bima again with a slightly snapping voice.

“Meta, that's what Bima said was right" Mama said.

“You're more choosy, eat with others?” mama even disputed that.

“I ate, because I was a laper, Darling” I said reassuring Bima.

“Laper with other men?” ask Bima again.

Quickly, I stood up. I don't like the way Bima thinks, talks and stares at me.

“I'll be home”

“Darling, I anter home well" pinta Bima and I shook their heads.

I got in the car, drove, and went to the mall.

“Assalamualaikum, brother Ilwan, where now?”

“Still in the boutique" he said.

Quickly, I stepped up to meet Brother Ilwan.

“What's up? Tumben?”

“You see the latest game of kaka" I said. Actually, what I want to say is, “mau calm down from Bima"

“Tomorrow comes dek”

“OK"

For a long time, I was with brother Ilwan, discussing about business, the most trending fashion now, and many more, until I finally came home.

On the way home, I kept lying to my subconscious. “Meta, you are happy, fine and you are a cheerful girl" I said repeatedly.

My car drove, until it finally got home.

I immediately, down, from the car, stepped inside the house.

Mama's not home yet, immediately, I went up to the second floor, right where my room was.

“Assalamualaikum” I said while at my door. Immediately, I locked my room from the inside, removed all my outer clothing, then took a shower. After taking a shower, I put on a tanktop, hotpants.

After that, I turned on the phone, then called Ninda.

“Why Met" asked Ninda.

Without further ado, I immediately asked Ninda what she thought of me.

“Nin, so I used to be with Oi, and on, Bima said I was a real woman. How do you think?”

“In my opinion, you're not wrong. Bima is also wrong. You guys just misunderstood doang"

“I don't like Bima yelling, yelling at me like that in front of a crowd”

“Another month, you will be engaged. So that's natural. Maybe Bima is afraid of losing you"

“Fear the hell scared, but it doesn't have to be as possessive as that too"

“Bima is possessive because, as time goes by, as often as you spend time with Oi, you can just instantly like his father too?”

“Who? Mr Moses?”

“Iya. Even though you said it's impossible, no one knows”

“Nin, keep advising how?”

“Enjoy to meet Oi again”

“How about Milky?”

“Jalani just yet. He just snapped, right? Ga main hantem?”

“Ga anyway. Btw, thank you, it's been horrifying me" I said before I finally decided to call.

“True too, if Bima is this possessive? Or am I what Bima said?”

“Please Meta, forget about the shoes, Oi and Bima” cried out, while I lay down my body, on the bed.