Dear Om Rey
Chapter 12: Rey and the Little Girl

It wasn't until I waited five minutes at the campus gate that Om Rey's car had arrived. The car pulled over and then I got into the passenger seat. The car drove back to the Mall.

"Over time we've been Mall's kid, Om." My chatter when we entered a Mall.

"Why? Do we go to the Mall often?" Said Om Rey chuckling.

"Yes, we went to the mall a few days ago. Now go to the Mall again."

"It's okay dong."

"Why did you take me to the Mall again today? Until I get a work permit. Good thing Fina can replace me." My toot. I honestly feel bad about Om Tanoe.

"I want to take a walk. If you walk alone, sad like a like a cross. So Om ngajakin you."

There was a sad tone in Om Rey's joking words. It seems like he really hopes to go with Aunt Manda.

"Where are we going now, Om?" My toot.

"There is a little work coming here. Om wants to meet the Om client who wants to make a resto, he asked Om to design for the interior. Although this is not a Om specialist, but because Om's client is the wife of Om's best friend, so Om help you deh. You see he likes the same designs that Om makes."

"But I'm not good and I'll interrupt Om at work." Say worry.

"It's okay, Dan. Even Om seneng if you are tense." Om Rey's hand was holding my shoulder.

Om Rey is not usually like this. It felt like the last few days he had been talking more and more about something that made me feel weird. How not, Om Rey's words often sound like...

No, Danisa. I shook my head. What the hell are you thinking?

Before long we arrived at an area that was in the construction stage on the 3rd floor of the Mall.

"Rey, come with you." Greet a tall man who seemed to be the same age as Om Rey. They did tos and hugged each other at a glance.

A beautiful woman in elegant clothes approached us. Suddenly I felt insecure, because I only wear blouse and skinny jeans. "Rey, we haven't seen each other in a long time." The woman hugged Om Rey at a glance. From his interactions I knew they were already very close to Om Rey.

"Cel, Sar, takinin. It's Danisa." Om Rey introduced me.

I nodded politely as I extended my hand. "Can, Om, Aunt." My word.

"So this..." Said the man. "Okay. Okay, I'm diem." Suddenly I looked towards Om Rey, confused by the attitude of her best friend.

There was nothing wrong with his expression.

"And this is Om's best friend Marcel and his wife Sarah." Om Rey introduced her friends to me.

"You're so beautiful, Danisa." Praise Aunt Sarah kindly.

"Danis aye, Aunt. Thanks, Aunt. Aunt is beautiful too." Honestly, I feel so awkward.

"You're actually still in 1st semester, Danis?" Ask Om Marcel.

"Yes, Om." Sahutku confused.

Marcel chuckled as he looked towards Om Rey. "Bad lo, Rey."

Suddenly I looked towards Om Rey who seemed, if I didn't see wrong, his expression was like one who was caught off guard. "Not to think about it, Dan. He likes weird things sometimes."

I nodded even though I didn't understand the situation.

Then Om Rey and Aunt Sarah began to talk about the concept of restaurant design desired by Aunt Sarah. They dissolve in chatter. But I don't feel bored at all because honestly I can see Om Rey if I'm meeting a client like what.

And now I know Om Rey's ideas are absolutely brilliant. He has a high imagination. The way to explain to Aunt Sarah is also so detailed that I, who is a layman, can also imagine what the design is like.

I'm more amazed at this Om Rey.

"Okay so later I make the first design in ArchiCAD, you can revise if there is still less." Shoot Om Rey.

"Thanks very much, Rey. I believe my restaurant will be really cool in your hands." Praise Aunt Sarah.

After that we left the construction area. "Are you sure you won't buy me a meal?" The Canda Om Rey.

"Gak ah, afraid of being disturbed. I want to play with Clara."

The clara? Who'sis that?

"Lo didn't say Clara was taken. Want to meet you." Om Rey instant sumringah.

"Eat has dong." Timpal Om Marcel. Instantly Om Marcel's chest becomes the landing place of a blow from Aunt Sarah.

"Well, that's when I talk." Tegur Aunt Sarah.

"Bun, Rey this must be often told to be aware. It's past that one, so it's the same one this one."

Again I felt like Om Marcel's words had something to do with me.

Bizarrely. I'm getting a sense that Om Rey is weird. The words of Om Marcel also somehow felt meaningful and amb!gu. All this time I've always thought of Om Rey treating me as just a niece. But now I'm increasingly aware that from the beginning Om Rey's attitude was strange.

I just realized it now. Especially after meeting this Om Marcel.

We are now in a children's playground. Clara is the daughter of two-year-old Om Marcel and Aunt Sarah. As long as we were in the construction area, Clara and her nanny waited at this playground. Because Clara is still very comfortable and does not want to go home, we all go into the playground.

I saw Om Rey was the most excited to meet Clara. He ran towards Clara and just carried the tiny body into the air. Om Rey seems to like Clara. He followed Clara here and there. Unlike Om Marcel who instead sat with me and Aunt Sarah.

"Clara seems like a lot of fun, same with Om Rey, Auntie." I said while being anxious to see Om Rey's interaction with the little girl.

"When Clara was born, Rey was more excited than Marcel. Weird, right? If Marcel was more fun, right, but if Rey was like I'd like to dapet momongan, but unfortunately Manda is still not pregnant either."

"Well, how to get pregnant." Om Marcel suddenly joined our chat. "The guy he installed the contraption k^ntraception."

"Huh?" My husband and Aunt Sarah together.

"Seriously, Dad?" Aunty Sarah asked for answers to be more sure.

"It was only a month ago if it wasn't wrong Rey knew that. Keep telling Dad." Sahut Om Marcel.

Shock. I was really shocked. Why does Aunt Manda use that tool when Om Rey really wants to have children? Suddenly I looked at Om Rey who was still laughing happily with Clara. I don't know why my heart is throbbing in pain, feeling empathy for her.

"Mean, Nis. You're on Rey's side, please be happy. Poor it's the son, the victim's bucin his own wife."

"What about Om Marcel?" I wish what I thought wasn't right.

"Rey that..." Aunt Sarah immediately smothered Om Marcel's mouth.

"Well, don't like to interfere." Tegur the wife.