I LOVE YOU, ABOUT ODY
Meet Again With Him

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🌸Pov Nada🌸

"God!! I'm misfortune. What time is it???"

My real eyes were still so heavy to open that I forced them to sharpen their eyes towards the wall clock.

"Huh,, 10 o'clock. What kind of girl is this hour not awake yet??" my nagging to myself.

But a moment later when I stretched my body and again felt comfortable and soft pillow and blanket, I chose to ignore my own behavior that woke up bad.

I stayed down and pulled back my blanket. Recapitulate. But just now these eyes are closed, my brain is working.

"Attante Valencia!!!"

I threw away my blanket and looked for my cell phone. I remember last night Valencia aunt didn't come home but I sent her a message. Already reciprocated?? Has he stepped back?

It's hard to find that flat object when I really need it this way. My own fault that always likes to throw anywhere. When I lifted my pillow, I felt relieved. It was hiding there apparently.

But only for a moment of relief, my heart was again struck by anxiety. Aunty Valencia hasn't even received my message yet. Proven from the check mark that is gray and only one tick.

"Tante where the hell is it? Not usually slow response like this." Honestly my brain started thinking that something bad had happened. I'm still worried about his situation.

I decided to go to the bathroom immediately and clean up. Om Ody may have been to the office from earlier. He definitely didn't want to wake me up especially last night I did enter the room quite a long time ago from him.

Finished improving myself, I went out of the room in hopes of finding a Valencia aunt at home. I'm looking for all the rooms in this house.

Then my eyes caught a figure standing behind me with a swiping position a wedding photo printed in jumbo size and framed with black wood gold-studded.

Om Ody,,, that is,,,

I don't know why my heart is so sad to see him like that. A bunch of sad, hurt, guilty feelings about Valencia aunt started attacking me. Serba wrong!! Both are the closest people to me. I love both of them and I'll get hurt for both.

The trembling shoulders suddenly turned around and our eyes clashed.

"People, baby,,,"

Jesus, Om Ody is crying!!

What's the matter??

Did something bad happen to Valencia aunt?? Why did Ody wipe their wedding photos with a cry?? Wh why?? Where's Valencia aunt??

All sorts of questions came up to me until I couldn't say them one by one. I just stood stiff especially when Ody walked over and hugged me still with his cry.

My hands want to rub his back but why is this hand stiff??

"Tante hasn't come home yet, baby. Om has tried to contact him many times but is not connected. Om worry dear. Not usually aunty like this." the heavy voice came out and answered all my questions.

My hands are no longer stiff. I can move it to rub the back that is usually always upright standing but this time it feels so weak.

"Nada had also tried to send a message to aunt but there was no response. Looks like aunt's phone ran out of battery."

Om Ody took off his embrace. Staring at me intensely.

"Do you want to find a aunt?" tanyanya.

I nodded quickly. Of course I want to. That way I can also immediately get news about Valencia aunt.

"Thank you dear. Sorry to bother you. I'm sorry when you're off college instead of being able to relax but instead have to be so complicated."

"Then, Om is ready first." said Ody.

"But isn't it working today?" ask me before we really leave.

"It's Sunday, baby. But even if it's a weekday, om will still choose to look for aunty."

I pat the jidat. I forgot it was Sunday. I also grinned the horse. Hehehe,,,, I'm sorry om, forgot. Om Ody rubbed my head and told me to get ready too.

Fifteen minutes later we were in Ody's car. Om Ody seems convinced and knows where to start looking. I just entrust the direction and pace of this car to the owner. All the way we were silent without a word.

Om Ody turned to a housing complex that seemed to be the owners of thick wallets. Seen from the car parked in every yard of the house. Some have two or even three cars at once.

Om Ody stopped his car at home number 90.

"Whose house is this?" this time I couldn't bear to not ask.

"This is aunt Nancy's house. Fellas. They usually spend time together. Who knows if he knows where auntie is. Let's go down." take Ody.

I nodded and opened the seatbelt and the car door. Get down and walk with step om Ody.

"Mrs exists?" ask Ody at the doorman who came to us at the fence.

"There's sir. But sorry, whose master is it? Let me tell the lady." the guard asked politely.

But not yet Ody replied, the voice of a woman half screaming made us turn to the source of the voice but we did not find the figure of the owner of the voice. It seems to be behind the flower garden in the yard of this house.

"Who's Mang Ujang??" tanyakanya.

"This is it, he said to find the mistress" the guard replied shouting for the woman he called the mistress to hear him.

"Ng, what's your name?" then he lowered his voice asking Ody.

"Ody. Her husband Valencia."

"Oh my goodness. Her husband is non Valen. I'm sorry, you don't know sir." the guard seems to know aunty Valencia.

"What is mang. Please tell Nancy yes." pinta om Ody.

"Yes sir."

The guards ran towards the source of the voice of the woman named Nancy. Frankly, despite the words of Ody, the woman is a friend of Valencia aunt, but it seems I have never known or met her.

Hearing his name was also just once from Ody earlier.

A moment later a woman walked up to us. I squinted my eyes. Trying to recognize his figure that I feel is not foreign.

Have you met where???

"Ody, what's up??" he said without paying attention to me who kept trying to know and remember him.

"I'm sorry Nancy that I interrupted your week. We, Nada, Valencia's niece and I just want to ask if you know where Valencia is?" om Ody asked and introduced me to him.

It made our eyes meet. And,,,

"You???!!!!"

The same word came out of our mouths. Making Ody was certainly confused especially the word we said with a tone of annoyance and not happy because we had to meet again.

That woman is the woman in the cardboard room!!!!

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