THE SOULMATE FROM HELL
31. THIRTY
A tall big man with a thin sideburn, dressed in a bright yellow barong t-shirt—which looks very contrasted with his tanned skin—who came up to him raised his hand and introduced himself.
“Romeo.” said confidently.
Umbara. Trying to look ordinary even though he actually feels uncomfortable. Because getting acquainted with a man who is most likely the girlfriend of his own wife, there is absolutely nothing on his agenda. But to maintain the courtesy, he shook that hand, while inwardly feeling funny, or perhaps more precisely sliced. “Umbara.”
Then Umbara made him increasingly uncomfortable, but continued to try to behave normally. When Romeo Salim unhesitatingly looked at him with a smile before finally saying. “Emang true what people especially girls say about elo. Lo very handsome. Delicious to be a daydream object in broad daylight.”
The heat! You little cocksucker, Betari sneer in the heart.
Meanwhile, Umbara was a bit upset to hear it. “Thank you.”
“Thank you back.” reply Romeo. “Duh, if the depraved who played behind was dibandingin sama elo, it is clear he immediately plunged into the core of the earth and burned out by the coincidence of his sins are also many.” he added.
The speech clearly made Umbara's smooth, faintly shriveled forehead.
The same is the case with Betari who are immediately provoked by emotions. He rewarded the uncle with a sharp shot belonging to Suzana the queen of horror whose film Betari did not dare to watch. Then saying. “Udah kan Om his acquaintance. We go back first.”
“Om?” Umbara Gumam. His originally faintly wrinkled forehead became increasingly clear, but no one paid him any heed.
Betari then flanked his arm, while observing his words. “If Om emang no money there is a hotel jasmine not far from here. Just search on google.”
Umbara had not yet digested anything. Romeo Salim was already beating. “Gue nginep in your place, yes.”
Huh uh?!
What's?!
The man who is alleged to be Betari's girlfriend wants to stay at their house?! Just be right. By God and the animal figurines he once made. Umbara no longer knew what to do.
“Ngak!” reject Betari firmly.
“Gue won't bother you. Think of me as a statue.”
“Bodo highly!” Betari hurriedly dragged Umbara towards the car.
Uh, the problem could be that his uncle lives in their house. It could mess up their lives.
And believe me, Romeo Salim had no intention of giving up.
“Woi!” he hurried to chase while dragging his two large suitcases, without caring if his thin clothes were wet again by the speck of rain.
***
Betari glanced at Romeo Salim who was now sitting in the rear passenger seat. Betari then leaned toward the umbara and said in a small voice, so that enough Umbara could hear. “You are sure you want him to stay with us.”
“Cuman make two days only right?” his reply. “Again he om you.”
“Yes, but he can stay at the hotel. We'll take him to the hotel or anterin him to his father's house. Believe me, Om Meo will ngerepotin.” If only he lived alone, Betari would have accommodated Romeo Salim with open arms.
Betari continued while Umbara focused on driving. “Partially there are no empty rooms that can be used in your home.” Actually the house has 4 bedrooms, but the other 2 rooms are still empty, not filled with furniture at all.
Our home, the errata of Umbara in the heart.
“Om Romeo can sleep in my room.”
“You sure you want to sleep with him? She seems to like you.”
“Eh.” Umbara. He's a little goosebumps.
“Why? Do you like him too?”
“Hah?”
“Om Meo the lekong.” Betari. “He is a gay ultimate dog.” Firmly then.
And Umbara's allegations about Romeo Salim's strange actions were confirmed.
Romeo Salim, who had been observing the two, cleared his throat and sneered. “Can't, you don't have to whisper. I want to hear too, Tar!”
Shut up you little prickly ngerepotin!
The bad news is that the fight lasted the rest of the trip.
Umbara just kept quiet, and pretended to be a bitch, because even a divorce was in vain.
Not long after, the car rolled into the gate of the Bhumi Permai Residence luxury town house housing, passing through a row of luxury homes with similar designs and stopped at the carport house number 29 B owned by Umbara. Romeo and Betari were silent.
Umbara quietly let out a sigh of relief while turning off his car engine.
“Just you take care of him.” Betari warns Umbara before they get out of the car and Umbara helps Romeo unload his suitcase from the trunk of the car.
Romeo dragged one of his suitcases following Betari through the arid front yard of the house and into the house. The other suitcase was carried by Umbara. It's like this Umbara porter.
“Day! Make drinking dong I thirsty.” Romeo exclaimed like a big boss to the waiter
Mehs! Just entered the house, Betari grumbled in his heart.
“Bikin himself!” reply Betari with annoyance.
“There are guests who make their own drinks.”
“Emang Om guest?!”
“According to lo?!”
“Malah bales nanya.” grunts Betari.
“Om want to drink what let me make.” Umbara mediates them
Romeo Salim. “Duh, Umbara. Please don't call me om. I feel so old when you call. We're almost the same age as aja.”
“Okay.” Umbara nodded rather than being taken by a storm.
“Betewe, my room where?”
“On backside kebon.” Betari answered first.
“There are above.” says Umbara.
Romeo nodded. Then again he called to Betari.
“Oh, yes, Tar! I want Tom Yam's soup for dinner. You're the cook, right?”
Betari who was about to head to her room on the second floor, turned her head. “You are not invited don't get a request. Remember that! Who said consider me a statue. No one eats, Om. Dikasih sajen will also be didiemin.” Then a few seconds later it had disappeared at the end of the stairs.
“Cih!”
Romeo looked at Umbara. “My niece is bummer, yes.”
Eh? Umbara did not answer.
“He must be very far from the criteria of your dream wife, right?”
Umbara. I can't deny what Romeo just said. Even though he wasn't quite sure what kind of wife he wanted. He never wanted a beautiful and graceful wife, or a smart and brave one. It may be enough with a woman that she loves and loves, whatever her behavior and apparently will not be a problem. And the woman was definitely not Betari. Maybe not for now or...
But he could not refuse what was destined for him, rather what his parents wanted.
He can only live it. Because he didn't want to disappoint his father and mother.
Maybe for now Betari is not the woman you want to be your wife, but not with in the future. I'm sure you'll want it because you love her.
Maybe her mother was right. He'll love Betari later. Because maybe what his father said is also true.
You just go first. Love grows because it gets used to it.
Love grows because it gets used to it.
Umbara.
Romeo Salim had just landed a pat on his shoulder. “So, can make me milk tea.”
