My boyfriend's a Vampire
Episode 64: The Arrival of Eyang Uti

Ryan soared with excitement while the papa reported the arrival of eyang uti later in the afternoon.

“Yang really,Pa? Ryan still has eyes?”

The father only confirmed the information over the phone. All this time the guy only knew that his opa oma was living in Romania and had been gone a long time ago. Similarly oma opa from the mother's side in Sidney. Ryan felt like he was alone with papa, even in a different house.

So happy, the boy surfed into google to see how the appearance of a “eyang uti”

“Berkondakah? Rebekah? Bawelkah?”ryan kept looking.

His eyeballs danced in front of his laptop monitor screen from the morning. It happened to be Saturday, school was off. His agency only invited Maya to dinner, that's if the girl agreed. All he knew was that he had a modern-looking oma opanya, with well-groomed hair, liked music and liked dance. Those are the memories of his childhood in Sidney until God called them one by one, and Ryan returned home to continue his schooling.

“Opa oma from papa? Never met since birth.Konon has been gone since papa is not married,”Ryan is confused and banging his own head.

“But papa says papa's bloodline lives eternally. It means that the opa is still somewhere, ” thought Ryan while looking away.

The door was knocked, and a young art in a dark blue uniform with a white apron entered.

“So get her clothes,Den?”he held it open while opening a large closet that was very high.

The wardrobe room where Ryan was, was inside his room as well, there consisted of a large dressing table complete with a small chair with no arms and no backrest. There was a very large wardrobe nearly three meters high and almost formed the ceiling of the room. The color is brown wood with ornament mirror here and there, and for sure to look for clothes in the upper closet certainly requires a ladder. That's why Ryan needs art help.

“Get me a stack of casual t-shirts and trousers. Put it at the bottom. Don't that stink of dust.”

The art swiftly opened the folding ladder that he had been carrying and went up, opened door by door and led him to the lower closet.

“It's done,Den. I'm sorry.”

The art opened the door and brought out the folding ladder that he had brought in. Ryan rushed to try on some clothes he had long forgotten.

“Mmhh still very fragrant,”mombs him while kissing the pile of clothes.

“Kira eyang uti prefer I wear clothes like what?”

Ryan twisted his body in front of a long mirror in the room, like a wandering model.

“Drying...”.

Ryan grabbed his phone, the father reported that the driver had picked him up from the airport.

“Indeed he came alone,Pa?”

“Iya..Eyang uti is still strong and nimble really. Maybe stay at your house for two daily items. Next he will stay at his other son.”

“Why hasn't he ever come, Pa?”

“There's something he'll tell you, Son. A wangsit. Papa doesn't know about this either.”

“Wangsit? What else?”ryan then turned on his laptop.

Ryan fell asleep due to the slow playing laptop on the bed until unknowingly the day had gone into the night. And he forgot to invite Maya to eat together as usual.

Until the door of his room was knocked from the outside,”Den….Den..Open the door. Eyang uti has arrived.”

Art's scream was not heard, but the door of the room was unlocked and they could open it from the outside. A 68-year-old woman with high coaxed hair, moderate stature and still looking strapping, wrapped in a light brown suit with a black belt. His appearance seemed very perlente, far from the shadow of Ryan he saw on the internet.

“Close again Ma'am,”the old woman's door on the art that led her to the grandson's room.

“Obony,Le. It was big. Very handsome exactly your father,”sernya in Indonesian very medok.

With Ryan's head turned, his eyes never stopped looking at the grandson he had almost 17 years to meet, his thin lips developing a smile.

“Who's mom?”he shouted in shock while sitting right in front of the old mother earlier.

The old woman who sat on the edge of her bed stood up and introduced herself,”I am eyang uti. Eyang name Kartini Harjowinangun. Newly come from Malang.”

“Oh sorry eyang uti. Why haven't you visited Ryan?”

“We have dinner first yuk! Bring some fried chicken. There are two large and whole portions.”

Eyang uti smiled and opened the room door. Ryan went to the bathroom to clean up and change his clothes.

The cool guy looked at his face in the mirror, his hair looking wet. He just realized it was Sunday night and rushed to call Maya before dinner.

“Halo...”sahut voice from across there.

“Halo,May. Eyang uti is coming tonight. We have to not be able to walk outside.”

“Iya..It's okay Ryan. Follow aja eyang uti first.”

Ryan also breathed a sigh of relief, the girl of his puja did not demand much and he was not angry.

The large dining table was only occupied by Ryan and the eyang uti who are now sitting with two fried chicken and other side dishes made art in the house. Two art stands behind their seats, ready to serve up to dessert.

“Come eat a lot. Later story in guest room.”

Ryan only nodded despite the astonishment the papa did not come to dinner with them.

“You think of your papa right?”guess eyang uti.

The man was again astonished, eyang uti like a fortune teller could guess the contents of his heart.

“No need to wonder. Later eyang tell us all after we finish dinner.”

Ryan could only nod and finish all the dishes available with nothing left.

Eyang uti now took him to the guest room at the end, a very large room that had been uninhabited for a long time. Art cleaned the room suddenly and everything came back new and clean.

“Sit here,Le.”

Ryan followed his eyes to sit on a large sofa facing the television that was now turned on without a sound. The glance of the wall clock that now shows the number 9 nights, but eyang uti has not reported anything important besides telling the atmosphere of the city of Malang.

“By Ryan nanya?”

Eyang uti raised his face and the lines on his face increasingly visible under the exposure of very bright lights.

“Can only,”next while listening.

“Mama's parents not in Sidney. Who died a few years ago?”

“That's what I came here for,Le. Wangsit from your mama, tell the truth after you stepped on 17 years exactly.”

Ryan was shocked and only realized tomorrow was his 17th birthday, but suddenly the man lost hope. Papa paid no attention to her, and Maya, the girl was acting indifferent.

“Still four hours away. Then we have to do eyang?”

“Watch television first,”sahut eyang while chuckling.

The old woman grabbed the tv remote and raised the volume of her voice. Ryan felt lazy and collapsed in the lap of his eyes to feel the indulgence. Eyang stroked the top of his head to make Ryan sleep again in his sleep.