My best friend My Son
in between home
in the car Intan just silent, without daring to look towards Om bram, he instead turned his eyes to the car glass...
" where's your house?" tanya Om Bram broke the silence
" hmm.jalan xx Om" replied Intan nervously.
" have you known Naura for a long time?" ask Om bram again
" we are friends from sitting on the Junior High until now" replied Intan.
" wah ..have you been a long time, you're a college?" ask Bram again
" yes.but different majors Om.."
Om Bram he momentarily thought he wanted to ask what else, he also just this time walked with Abege's son...
" no questions for me?" the word Om Bram makes Intan stare at his disbelief at this mature age man asks Intan to ask
" hmm..what yes.I also do not know what to ask om" said Intan nervously
" you can ask anything, my job, my house, even my status, because do not ask for age, I am a little inferior to you when it comes to age" said Om Bram chuckled
Intan smiled a little at the words of om Bram but the smile was very sweet for Om Bram
" why is it so sweet, recently being close to a teenager made my heart beat fast, like first sight love" said Om Bram
" has long lived next door to Naura Om's house?" tanya Intan who began to dare to open his voice
" not too long ago, just this week, it means you haven't played there in a long time, so don't see Naura's next-door neighbor"
" yes, it's been a long time, but even though I played there I never paid attention to the right-left neighbor Naura, because the focus is on Arini's mother's house" explained Intan
" from now on you should pay more attention" teased om Bram
" he means?" tanya Intan did not understand
" later will also know for yourself, from earlier we chatted but I do not know you your name"
" not that I knew, and heard my best friend calling my name just now"
" my name is Intan Nugraha om,,"
" good name, my name is Bramantyo Mahendra, I'm Arini's husband's business partner and his uncle Arkan, the most important of my current status is Duda.." explains Om Bram.
" why did he explain his status" Inner Intan
" did you mind being interraceded by a widower?" tanya Om Bram saw Intan just silent
" a... Intan.." call Om Bram
" he..iya.om,, what?" ask the Intan who is not focused
" do you mind me taking you home?" repeat Om Bram
" no..not at all.in fact I am grateful Om Mau drive me home otherwise I have to find a taxi"
" thank God, if you don't mind when I'll drop you off again" said om Bram.
" no need Om, it will be troublesome om.at the intersection there turn left yes om, house number three my house" said Intan gave instructions.
shortly thereafter Arrived in front of Rumah Intan
" why deserted tan?" ask Om Bram
" maybe mama has not come home om, from her sister's house, if papa is still out of town" explained Intan
" thank you for driving me" Intan continued
Om Bram wanted to open the door but was banned by Intan
" i can alone om, do not need to go out" said Intan afraid that Om Bram asked to stop by his house, could be bad if his maid complained to the mother...
" well I go home first" said Om Bram after Intan out of the mobi
" oo..." Intan let out a long sigh seeing the departure of Om Bram's car
his hands were already cold in Om Bram's car not because of the AC but because their position in the car both made Intan groggy....