SIN (Lecturer Dear)

Chapter 6: Shocked Stomach

"I'm gonna take a shower, yeah. Admonishment, here!" Darren immediately stood up while unbuttoning his camera.

Karen could only stomp her feet. He could not imagine living in a room with Oma Belle who had a colossal mind and always put forward rules and manners. Not to mention, Oma Belle is the type of parent that cannot be denied. While he is a free creature who does not want to be bound by any rules.

Being annoyed, he suddenly recalled Darren's words just now. "Wait, wait! What did he say?" karen asked herself, a moment later her eyes instantly grew. "Warning?! He sweat? What did he do on campus? Running marathons? Or maybe ...." Karen did not continue her sentence, but immediately imagined the girl who was with Darren in the corridor earlier. He shook his head quickly while patting both cheeks as his dirty brain started working. "No! No! There's no way they're doing that on campus!" Karen put on a face of disbelief over her own negative prejudices. "Wait, but they're not fools. It can't be on campus, but it can be anywhere else, right? Take the hotel for example." Karen makes an impromptu analysis like Sherlock Holmes.

Now, not only his eyes are rounded, his mouth was also rounded the size of a round ball. Reflexively, he turned his head to their room, then walked in in a hurry. In the room, she picked up a cameja that her husband had just released when he was about to take a bath. He used his sense of smell to find out the scent inherent in the cameja. Admittedly, women if they are suspicious, their probing ability can defeat POLRI, FBI, CIA to SWAT.

"I have to be sure if there is a female perfume that is sticky," he murmured as he continued to sniff every inch of cloth like a tracking animal.

"Why so?" Darren's voice coming from behind, suddenly startled him so that both his shoulders reflexively lifted.

Karen turned around slowly, looking at her husband who was only wearing a towel to cover half of her body.

Karen widened her lips, commenting on the made-up smile while picking up Darren's cameja and pants. "Again. I'm gonna wash it first, okay?"

"Did? Your tumben is diligent" Darren said, drying his hair with a small towel.

"Kan Oma you want to stay here. So I don't want to have to learn to be a good wife in her eyes."

Darren smiled as he ruffled Karen's hair. For some reason, he was happy to hear the sentence that had just slid in the girl's mouth.

Karen went straight out of the room while carrying Darren's clothes. He breathed a sigh of relief while leaning against the doorpost.

"No perfume found. Aman means!" In other words, the investigation is over.

In the afternoon, Oma Belle came with a medium-sized suitcase. This makes Karen happy, because it means Oma Belle will not linger here. Karen took Oma Belle to her room.

"This is Oma's room. I cleaned it up just now" said Karen. The one who cleaned the room was Daren.

"Huh? Just cleaned? Meaning it was dirty before, dong!" oma Belle said as she looked around the ceiling.

"Eng .. a. I mean the bedsheet has just been replaced" Karen stuttered back.

"Oooo ...." Oma Belle came in while pulling her suitcase.

"That's like no time!" karen in the Heart. He looked at the back of Oma Belle who was behind him, then raised the tip of her lips upwards.

At dinner together, again Oma Belle mentioned about pregnancy.

"So how? You guys went to the gynecologist, belom?"

"Yet, Oma," said Karen as she looked at Darren.

"Loh, why?" Oma Darren frowned.

"I said, I'm still busy." Darren reasoned.

"Duh, you should have put this first. You guys should check fertility."

"Yes, Oma. You will also be a consul. Don't be in a hurry either. My marriage is the same Karen's only been two months." Darren tries to give understanding to his omana.

"Oh, yes, I think Oma should call Fengshui¹ experts so she can laugh at the energy in this apartment. Whether more positive energy or even a lot of negative," said Oma while watching the entire room.

Hearing that, Karen's voice screamed again. "Duh, start again! Why don't you call indigo, Indihome, indoapril, plus Indomie and his minions!"

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The next day, Karen was done attending college. Just out of class, his phone suddenly rang. He gasped when he found out it was a call from Oma Belle.

"Sore, Oma," she said as soon as she picked up the phone.

"Karen, yuk, eat together! Oma again in Oma's favorite restaurant with the family, nih."

Oma Belle gave the address of the restaurant to get Karen there immediately. Yes, inevitably the girl accompanied Oma Belle to eat while getting an additional bonus of free lectures. Until the sky has darkened, Karen and Oma Belle just finished eating a meal at the restaurant. They then boarded a car driven by driver Oma Belle. Along the way, Karen seemed to be busy with her car. Apparently, he was replying to a message with Darren.

"Okay, sorry, here. I'm working late tonight in the study. There's something I need to finish tonight" Darren replied, apparently still on campus.

"Well you're slow to go home? How about me dong! I don't want to be alone with Oma at home."

Five minutes later, Karen locked her phone when Darren no longer replied to messages. He could only give up while staring at the car's glass window.

Arriving at home, Oma Belle immediately brewed the traditional medicine that she had talked about while at the restaurant. With a pleased expression, he gave the drink to Karen.

"Corn, drink first. Hopefully after drinking this you immediately have a fill."

Looking at the face of Oma sumringah, Karen certainly did not feel good to refuse him. He had to take the glass. One gulp choked his neck. Naturally, it tastes bitter and the aroma is also not pleasant, like the smell of shoes that were just washed yesterday. It is really torturous for him who is used to eating a variety of premium desserts with a legit taste.

It turned out that his stomach, which was often spoiled with good food, was completely unable to accept medicine from Oma belle. Evidently, fifteen minutes after drinking the concoction, Karen felt unwell and nauseous. He suffered a stomach culture shock, which if the village language is called 'Silver Shocked'.

Karen ran to the bathroom and vomited all over her stomach. Cold sweat started flooding his forehead. Really, this is not delicious. He then tried to lie down in a tilted position.

Because it was too painful, he grabbed the sheets. He tried EFT (Emotional Freedom technique)² therapy. However, futile! His stomach still feels like a person who is contracting. With great difficulty he grabbed his phone that was ringing on the nightstand. At first, he thought the phone was from Darren, apparently from his mother.

"Hello, Mi," said Karen, biting her lip as she endured the pain.

"Hello, Karen Honey. How's your wedding?" ask mami Valen.

"Yes, no way," he said in a wavy voice.

"Darren treated you well, right?"

"Yes, he's good."

Hearing Karen's weak voice was like enduring pain. Mami Valen asked in a worried tone. "You why? How do you feel sad? If there is a problem dong sama mami. You're the only child mami, mami won't let your kids live miserable with other people."

"No, Mi. This is me again watching a Korean drama is very sad," said Karen who was reluctant to make her mother worried.

"Yes, geez. Kirain you why. Oh, yes, tomorrow mommy wants to go back to Jakarta. Pick up your mom at the airport, huh?"

"Oh, so mommy wants to go home?"

"Yes, my mom wants to take care of the company. Vacation ... Papi you are not careful!"

At this moment, Karen's face suddenly became sad. He remembered the beginning of being betrothed to Darren.

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footnotes

Fengshui: the art and science of the heritage of ancient Chinese society used in arranging buildings, objects, and spaces in an environment to achieve harmony and balance in a way that will bring peace and prosperity. (by Wikipedia)

EFT therapy: a method used to deal with physical pain and emotional distress. We can do this by tapping certain points on the body to restore energy balance.