Don't Call Me Om!
Jakarta, I'm Coming

a gem will not be able to be polished without friction, nor will one become successful without challenges.

~Chinese Proverb~

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"Rin, take good care of yourself, don't forget to pray."

"buk. if ibuk prevents Karin from leaving, Karin will not go buk".

"ish, I was just sad because there was nothing else I could ask to buy salt and oil to the stall".

"jeez buk, karin thought I'd cry bombai, roll in the yard."

"yes, you'll miss the plane".

"sir, karin left first, you are well at home, karin will miss both father and mother". karin cried hugging her father and mother.

"already, already, we've been like teletubbies hugging, embarrassed to see people".

karin crucified her parents and left.

'Jogja, I'll miss you'

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'finally up'

Karin stretched her muscles after traveling from Jogja.

'Jakarta 'S.. I'm coming'

With renewed vigor, Karin pulls a suitcase, heads to the lobby, in search of a taxi.

"Sir, take me to this address yes". Karin gave the address she wrote to the taxi driver. Actually, Mr. Karin's friend, had offered to pick him up, but subtly Karin refused, not because of most money, but because she felt bad if it had to be troublesome. given a free residence, Karin is very grateful, considering the needs of her life in Jakarta will be increasingly enslaved, Karin refrained from being too wasteful.

"iya neng". the driver typed the address on google maps, and exited the airport.

Jakarta, capital of Indonesia. Formerly known as Sunda kelok, Jayakarta and Batavia. The city is famous for its many typical foods, including telor crust, soto betawi, ape cake, crocodile bread and nasi ubuk.

Karin looked at the amazement of the magnificent buildings along the way to the beautiful cottage housing. This housing is one of the most elite areas in South Jakarta. Housing with a luxurious concept and a calm feel. The location is strategic, close to the business center, and also carries aspects of privacy and a quiet environment.

"this is the way why is it so quiet, sir?"

"first time to Jakarta?".

"no sir, this is the second time, but the first time during school holidays three years ago, it was just to monas the same to mole".

"because it's still working hours so the streets are deserted, and besides this elite housing, not much public transportation goes by here".

"oh," Karin was just a 'oh' origin, her eyes were not strong enough to withstand the drowsiness.and finally fell asleep in the passenger seat.just had her eyes closed, the driver had woken her.

"Neng, it's here."

"sorry sir I overslept, hehe, but wanted to see the scenery, but this even presents the scenery". Karin chuckles to herself, and gets off the taxi with a suitcase in her hand. After giving the fare, karin towards the gate. The black and yellow gold gate with classic European style, showing the luxury of the house inside.

"sir, is this really the family home of Arya Hudaverdi's father?", Karin read the business card in her hand.

"yes, this is non Karin?"

"uh, yes, I am Karin sir".

"call aja mang Asep". Karin smiled at the security guard whose head was plontos, like a cimol. Even though his body was high stocky, karin still found it funny.

'why the cimol kayak the head, should be kicked mang, so add handsome and wild look'

"yes mang".

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Berlin, Germany

"hello, yes pa".

"wherever you are Aksa, it's hard to contact you".

"what's pa? Aksa was no longer a child, being called three times a day".

"go back to Indonesia".

"Aksa is still studying here pa".

"study what? learn to explore your women, go home now, or papa will drag you down".

"w..me".

"stop messing around, come back or you'll lose all the facilities you gave me".

"pa.. I can even own my own company".

"oohh has begun to dare to answer papa, papa let you three years roam as you like, now stop, and return to Indonesia or remove the name Hudaverdi behind your name".

"can't do dong pa".

"go home, or forget it". Mr. Arya hung up the phone, massaged his forehead.Aksa's behavior since three years ago has been uncontrolled. Since his departure to Germany, he is like no longer a child Aksa, changing girlfriends, and getting drunk. Mr. Arya monitors Aksa by placing his confidants beside Aksa, though unbeknownst to Aksa of course.

I have to immediately match him.he has gone too far. his behavior began to be uncontrolled.

has Santoso's son arrived?

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"assalamualaik".

"waalaikumsalam", Karin walks after Asep's mang. A middle-aged woman looks like she is the same age as her mother.

"yes ma'am, I'm Karin, Mr. Santoso's son".

"don't hesitate with mama, just consider this your own home.you are very beautiful karin."

"thank you aunt". karin still feels awkward to call her mama.

"let's take Mama to your room, you must be tired". Mama Erin embraces Karin towards the elevator to go to the second floor.

"rin, this is your room, in front of your room this is your son's room, but he's in Germany. Think of it as your own home.if you need something just go downstairs".

"iya aunt".

"one more, don't call aunty. call mama, ok".

"yes ma".

"yes come in, mama will prepare dinner".

'well. this room is very spacious.the classic design, white adds a plus.who designed it must be a great person.'

'tok tok tok'

"So yesterday, my mom came in". Karin, who was still half conscious, tried to open her eyes, when she felt there was movement on the mattress.

"eh ma, ma'af karin was tired, until she didn't realize she was coming in".

"no papa baby, let's go down, papa's waiting".

"papa? mr Arya?".

"yes. come".

the man who was sitting at the dining table. like he was 50 years old, but his body remained stocky, even though his hair was a bit gray because of gray hair, but it is not denied, he was still so handsome.

'it looks like an ex-playboy, kikik'

"pa," Karin greeted Arya, and kissed her hand.

"how's rin doing?".

'uh, have I met before'

"well pa, this?", Karin saw the rumble next to Mr. Arya, a woman with pliable eyelashes, blond straight hair and a sharp nose, very similar to Mr. Arya.

"hi I'm Arsyi".

"i'm Karin brother".

"the next time you start college, occasionally visit papa to the company, there are some reliable architects, you can study with them".

"really?". a smile expands on Karin's face.

"certain".

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"rik". Aksa raised her voice over there, Riko irritated her, making her wait at the airport, because she was late to pitch her.

"what the heck lo sa, can not if that mouth do not need to hurry, do not budek me".

"you pick me up with what? a pedicab?".

"pake the car, cook it yes I use the rickshaw, the day after I just got to the airport".

"continue why you so long nyampeknya".

"this is because you suddenly asked to pick him up. it should be two days before you go home, you already know me. I can bring a banner to welcome your arrival". Riko laughed withstanding the abdominal pain, it was certain how upset her cousin was.

"woo" Riko patted Aksa on the shoulder.

"fucking lo." turns out Riko was standing behind Aksa.

"how are the girls in Germany? how many girlfriends".

"hahaha, even your fingers won't be able to count how many girls I have, I want to go home."

"come home now?"

"hm".

~Home family Hudaverdi~

Aksa entered the house that he had left three years.the shape, the order is all still the same.

the house he left only because of heartbreak, more precisely disappointed.the house he always missed, but he left because of his childish attitude.

"ma". Aksa's baritone voice surprised mama Erin who was spraying her favorite flower.

"Aksa". mama stretched out her arms, gave the code for Aksa to embrace her.Hold child's arms, the embrace she missed so much.

"ma, aksa is tired, aksa wants to go up first".

'ting'

while exiting the elevator, Aksa walks through a long hallway with a small window that leads to the balcony of the next room. Aksa rubbed her eyes

'did I see wrong? I think I saw a woman.'

Aksa took a few steps back to make sure.

'i must have seen it wrong. Who is here, Arsyi's room downstairs.he never went up to the second floor, but it looks like there really is a woman on the balcony. is this house starting to be haunted?'

'hiiiiii,' Aksa felt his hair goosebumps.