THE SOULMATE FROM HELL
30. TWENTY NINE
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Without permission Romeo Salim took a half strawberry cake and bribed it into his mouth casually and then said. “Actually I arrived in Indonesia two weeks ago, but I used to go to Bali for a beautiful vacation. The intention is I want to stay long there all to find a new boyfriend who wants to earn my inner birth, because Umbara Atmojo my dream girlfriend candidate has already been captured. Yeah, I'll call my own nephew.”
Betari just rotated her eyeballs with a careless puff. Clearly he knows that this one omnya is not sane.
“But after I think about it again, enjoy if I live together lo.“ he continued.
“But! Very nice.” cibir Betari.
“Ya, how are you going again, chiiin.” Romeo says. “Gue quit The Sunday Time last month.” I then and immediately nodded.
“And now you have become his wife Umbara Atmojo who everyone who is not meper also knows how rich he is that mix of Atmojo and Tohjaya. Emang, yes, mbah lo who nyebelin it really pinter find you husband. Duh, I envy you at all. Just try him really turn I am ready to be born inner to be a partner he fencing every night. I was just as stupid as my niece who was his wife. Let her cry roaring in the next room.”
Again, Betari just put on a bad look.
Romeo Salim cleared his throat and resumed. “So—“
“So now the unemployed, dong.” cut Betari. It's too bad to have to hear the ramblings of his om that are never clear. Not even a minute to say he does not want to wrestle with his own nephew now has changed again.
“Yes, cyinn.” says short.
“Why?”
“Why what?” Romeo took the strawberry topping that Betari had neglected— with his big finger, then took a bite of it casually.
“Ya, why come out?”
“Bosen aja.” says Romeo is still relaxed.
“Can be the reason.” Betari matches that feel strange, only, because as far as he knows and remembers, being a war journalist is the dream of his uncle since ancient times—when Betari was still a boy who did not know much and even after a dozen years passed since his uncle received at The Sunday Time and sent to conflict countries in the middle east there to cover the news until he had also been a hostage several times. Betari never heard that Romeo Salim gave up his dream job, even the uncle always said that his work was very exciting and challenging.
Why do you suddenly say bored? Is it strange?
“Emang why if I resign because I already feel bored with my work. Besides, I have faced too much danger and death.” replied Romeo lightly.
“Terus?”
“What continues. What parking lot do you think?! Continues. Continue.” sewot Romeo.
“Nothing. But the reason is not so. Try, who the hell used to say not afraid to die.”
“So you want me dead?” origin knot.
Betari rolled her eyes puffed. Don't think talking to Romeo Salim will be easy. If he has often been called absurd, then this one uncle is more absurd. Perhaps the absurdity of Betari also because of his childhood often ngintilin Romeo to everywhere became contagious. Betari still remembers, the events of the past times were very straight. Ever happened to Romeo girlfriend whose name is Sarah, asked to break up because every time Romeo said Betari always come along even they never failed to kiss because of Betari too.
“Gue didn't say that, you know, Om.” reply later.
As a sahutan Romeo Salim only mumbled ‘Hem.’ while devouring the rest of the strawberry cake owned by Betari. “Eh, this cake is good, order again, dong.” the command later.
Just as Betari was about to call a waiter who happened to pass by their desk, the phone inside her mini tote rang aloud.
“Who?” romeo asked when Betari took her phone out of her bag.
“Umbara.”
“Oh, lo's husband who is tajir.” said Romeo in a rather idling voice.
“Eh, your apartment passcode is still the same right?” romeo's question prevented his move. “Gue is really about going to live with lo.”
“Iya,” Reply Betari.
“Iya, what?” sewot.
“Passcode is still the same.” he explained, then explained that the uncle could not stay in his apartment because he had turned it into a working studio and his office. Unless the uncle sleeps on the couch or on the floor.
Hearing the explanation Romeo Salim then grunted. “Gue is always sleeping anywhere, but yes you have the same heart as me. I am lo kamprettt!”
“Yes, how else no more mattress there. Mending om Meo to his house Abrian aja.” his advice later.
Romeo Salim immediately rejected his suggestion. “Nggak.” said. “He was there the baby. You know I'm allergic to that baby.”
“Ya, already. Staying in a hotel is easy.”
“Lo payin.” break up Romeo fast.
“Iihhh, good. Pay by yourself.”
“Gue no money. Don't be stingy! Husband you are tajir twisting until the last derivative will also not run out of his treasure.” exclaimed Romeo.
“Boong if Om no money!” sambar Betari's. “Later lost know taste.”
Romeo Salim did not answer.
“Yes, I'm back, I'm back. My husband is waiting, no. Bye!”
“Wait!” preventably.
Betari looked at Romeo with her eyebrows clutched. “What?”
“Gue should be acquaintance dong with your husband. Although I was no longer considered the same son of Juan Salim. I'm still om lo how, anyway?” he said, whispering in Betari's ear. “Who knows your real husband doyan lekong.”
Betari. What the hell!
***
Because the front wall of Olivier's cafe was entirely glass, Umbara was still sitting in his car parked in front of the cafe, can very clearly see the entire cafe is bright and rather quiet visitors—maybe because it's Tuesday afternoon and outside the drizzle rain, so rather than hanging out, maybe because it's Tuesday afternoon and outside, people may prefer to go straight home to each home—so Umbara can easily find the figure of Betari who was hugging a man.
Somehow Umbara got the information, or rather somehow he concluded that Betari, his wife was still in a relationship with another man, meaning her boyfriend before they married.
And as Umbara recalled, he had warned the woman several times to end his relationship with her boyfriend, he said, because somehow he does not want the relationship—if until there are others who know—of course will tarnish their marriage. She did not want any scandal in her marriage.
But clearly Umbara knew that Betari was not one who would easily let alone willingly submit to and obey the husband as the righteous wives out there. And another equally important thing this—need to be well noted—that she, Umbara Atmojo is not a strict husband, let alone a fussy husband who is crazy respectful. Umbara wanted a relationship that understood each other among them, for the achievement of a household that was as good as warohmah's as his parents.
Later he will talk about this again with Betari. Because everything can be discussed well, right? No need to fuss and make the problem worse.
And of course he did not need to be reckless to approach them inside, it would be uncomfortable. Therefore, he decided to become a stupid husband who pretended not to see that his wife had just hugged another man. It's up to you to call him a coward or whatever.
Umbara then sent a message that he had arrived. However, after a while there was no reply— then called the wife who looks fun talking to the foreign man.
“Halo. You've arrived, haven't you? Ok! I'm out now.”
As soon as the phone connection was cut, Umbara kept the phone back and quickly removed the seatbelt and turned to the back seat, took the umbrella that he used to keep under the chair— before getting out of the car to pick up Betari so that the woman was not rained.
