Dear Om Rey
Chapter 35: Meeting a Prospective Husband

Three days before the wedding, I was no longer strong. Really not strong.

My future mother-in-law asked me and Om Rey not to see each other for a week before the wedding. We should also not leave the house, leave from each other's activities. But a lot of things have to be done before this sudden wedding.

Especially with Rey. His urgent work must be completed before H day, because he has applied for leave for us to leave the honeymoon after the wedding day. Fortunately, he does have a leave of absence that he has not used at all.

Getting used to meeting every day, makes me feel weird when a few days just don't meet him.

I miss my future husband very much. The existence of Om Rey is like a necessity to me. A day not seeing her figure, not touching her, it can make me go crazy.

Until today after college I was determined to meet Om Rey in his office. I'd like to meet him for a minute. After my course was over, I immediately left the lecture hall and walked towards the faculty lobby, waiting for the online course I had booked.

While waiting I sat down on one of the chairs in the lobby and opened a box of provisions that I had not eaten. The kimbab-kimbab is still neatly arranged as when I made it this morning. I made the kimbab more than one serving because I had intended to meet Om Rey and eat the kimbab together.

Starting tomorrow I have permission not to go to college, because there will be a lecture to pray for my wedding held at my grandfather's house in Bandung. So today is my chance to meet Om Rey one last time before we get married. So I want to meet him today.

"Om Rey must be surprised to see me suddenly nyamperin him in his office." Mumamku while staring at the kimbab-kimbab containing his favorite bulgogi.

As I closed my lunchbox again, a horn sounded. I turned to the source of the voice. I thought it was an online motorcycle that I ordered, it was Vito.

He took off his full-face helmet and called out to me. "Sniss!"

What else does he want? My inner.

I lazily approached him. "Why?"

"Where are you going?" Ask.

"Gue wants to see my future husband." Sayapku.

"I am anterine." He offered a helmet.

"No need. I've been pesen ojol." I prepared to leave, but Vito held my hand.

I immediately parried his hand. "Lo don't be reckless, Vit! Don't try to hold me. I will be someone else's wife. Keep your attitude!"

"Sorrys. I just want to nolongin. No more, Nis." Sad speech.

"But I don't need your help." Steady again.

My phone rang, when I checked the ojol I ordered canceled my order.

Damn it, I said in my heart.

I'm lyrically clocking in the corner of my phone screen lunch break time is almost here. If I don't leave soon, I won't get to meet Om Rey.

My eyes are on Vito, should I accept Vito's offer?

He returned his helmet. "I'm anterin, the bully's upsetting, right?"

I had no choice but to take the helmet and wear it. "Gue forced to accept your offer."

"Yes, Nis. I am also okay. Whenever you need it, I'll be there for you."

I unconsciously rolled my eyeballs. He chuckled at my reaction. "Let's go up."

After I sat in the back seat, Vito turned on the bike. When he was about to advance his motor, he released the clutch and gas simultaneously until his big motor slightly jerked, making my body pushed forward and my body hit his back.

I hit Vito on the back so hard he grimaced in pain.

"Don't macem-macem you're like me! Want me to take my karate style?!" ^ncam.

Vito still grimaced and rubbed his shoulders, because to reach for his back, his hands did not reach. "Lo really, really? Yes, sorry. But you need to hit me that hard?"

"Need! You must be taught a lesson to know yourself." My growl. "road hunt. I'm gonna be late to see my future husband."

"Yes-yes." His leg turned the motor back on and this time he was right to run the motor. "Handle, Nis."

"Get hold of grandma lo?! Don't look for a chance."

Vito sighed. "Sometimes I'm confused how can I bucin the same bar-bar chick as lo."

Until the white motor stopped in front of a towering office building, there were large letters lined up neatly with the words 'Melcia Tower'.

"Om you work here?" Vito asked, looking up at the top of the tall building.

I handed him the helmet I was wearing. "Yes. Nought. Thanks a lot." Short words. Immediately I walked into the building lobby and approached the receptionist.

"Excuse me, Ma'am." My broom.

"Welcome to Head Office PT. Melcia Property, there's something you can help, ma'am." Ask the woman friendly.

"I'd like to meet Mr. Reyhan Panca Kusuma, would you?" my many.

"I'm sorry, did you make an appointment?" Ask again.

"Not yet, Ma'am." My word.

"Sorry, Ma'am. If there's no promise you can't see him."

Geez, just wanting to meet my future husband is hard to come like this. Did I just call you, Om Rey? No, I'm here to surprise him.

"I'm his nephew, Ma'am. I was asked to deliver food by his mother." I showed him my food bag. "She told me to give it to Om Rey."

The receptionist thought. He looked at my appearance. "You're his nephew?" It seems that after seeing me wearing a t-shirt under my un-skilled shirt, ripped denim jeans, a carry bag, and also sneakers, he began to believe that I was his niece, he also began to speak informally to me.

"Yes, Mother. It just so happened that my phone was lowbat, so I couldn't call Om Rey. Can you, Ma'am? I have to give her lunch straight to Om Rey. If I'm not afraid of being scolded by Nenin." I said expectantly. I also said the nickname 'Nenin' which is the nickname of Bu Sekar from his grandchildren.

"I called Mr. Reyhan first." The receptionist grabbed her phone and pinched a button. "Good day, Mr. Reyhan. There's your nephew delivering food."

"His name..." He was staring at me. I answered. "Riss."

"Risa, sir." Said on the phone. Then, "Good, sir." He said while hanging up the phone. He grabbed a nametag and gave it to me. "You put this on, go straight to the elevator. Mr. Reyhan's room is on the 20th floor."

Yes, got in! My passion in my heart.

Then as directed I walked towards the elevator and after dozens of floors, I reached the 20th floor. Out of the elevator I turned right and started looking for Om Rey's room.

I finally found a room with the name Om Rey on the door. I knocked on the door with a thumping feeling.

I will soon meet my future husband!

Then it sounds legitimate. "Lake in."

I opened the door slowly and saw that Om Rey was sitting on a chair facing the glass wall. In front of him was a large table high on the side near the glass wall, but sloping to the other side. Om Rey is still busy with a pencil and a big ruler in her hand.

"Simpen at the table, Ris. It's busy again. Sorry yes." He said without looking at me.

Om Rey is like that. Even at home if he is focused on working, he cannot be disturbed. This is already lunch break.

I walked towards him slowly and stood right behind him. My hands closed both eyes from behind.

"R... " His words paused. He immediately let go of my hand and turned around.

"Surprise!" Sahutku.

"Darling?" His face was so dumbfounded.

I also chuckled. "Yes, my surprise worked."

His hand grabbed my waist so I now stand between his legs. "Good thing Om hasn't called mom yet. If you can't be scolded by mom."

I also chuckled back.

"Basin a bad boy." His comment, his eyes are not out of me.

I scooped both cheeks. "I miss the same Om." I said spoiled, "Meeting agent." I really miss him.

Om Rey pulled my nape and I knew what she wanted. My lips came closer and began to kiss her.