Not Ordinary Love (Vampire Love Story)
The House of Oma

Almost nine o'clock in the evening the new Laras pickup car entered the gate of Oma's house. A classic-modern style building with the right architecture makes it look very luxurious and magnificent. This house has been renovated several times. But it does not eliminate its original form since it was built by kakaek his great-grandfather first. A combination of two cultures united with slick and aesthetic.

Oma's house is always surrounded by fruit trees and flower gardens. He is a true plant lover. Evidenced by the large collection of flower seeds neatly arranged in this page. Larasati smiled a little at her mother's birthplace. Oma did not want to move to her city. It's so beautiful and comfortable here. But Oma must be lonely living in this big house alone. Yes even though there is an aunt and Mr. Aaron, but still different it feels when we live with our own family.

Then he got out of the car.

Too bad Oma, what from earlier Oma stood there. Miss Maria was seen pacing the front of the house. Apparently he's been waiting for it. He felt a little guilty, because he had made Omanya wait too long.

“Big old chef. Is there nothing on the road? Come on let's go in. You must be tired, right? Not eating yet, right? Aaron was told to pick him up for a long time. Kasian kasian is the favorite granddaughter of oma if late eat” Bu Maria looks worried.

“Sorry Yes Oma. Oma must be cape waiting for Laras? Laras had eaten Oma in the street. Oma what's up, healthy?” shake his hand and kiss him softly.

“Healthy, Healthy, Healthy Oma. Oma very nice you maen here. Oma kangen very same kamu” led her favorite granddaughter into the house.

This house never changes. Clean and tidy. They walk hand in hand to the dining table.It is true yes said people, if a grandchild would certainly be more dear than his own children. Proven by this abundant dish. He prepared a variety of his grandson's favorite foods. It's more like a family reunion.

All that was welcomed was one person.

“Let's eat first. Oma herself is cooking. Guaranteed everything must be delicious.” Take the Barrel plate. Spooning rice complete with side dishes. “Mau Oma bribe?” It turns out that no matter what age a grandson is still a child to Omanya.

“Neither to Oma. The barrel is big. Shame dong same Pak Harun” looked at Mr. Aaron who had just come down from the top floor to put the goods Larasati in his room.

“Come sir eat here with us?”

“Eh Yes Sir. Please.”

“Oma not eat? How come the plate is not filled?”

“Nggak,Oma already ate earlier. You just to be healthy and cepet bige.” It's starting again.

“Don't overextend yourself Oma. Oma must take care of health. Do not let Oma get sick later because of the kecapa” Laras advised Omanya without feeling patronizing. This is just a form of attention and expression of his affection for the Oma.

Parents often forget to do what they love. Just like a kid again. And our duty as children or grandchildren must be able to be patient to face the sometimes annoying behavior of parents for young people like us. But don't forget, if we're going to be old too later and not necessarily we're not more annoying than them.

Larasati slowly put a spoonful of rice into her mouth. Actually he was full, but afraid Oma was disappointed because he had taken pains to welcome his arrival. He must be very excited if cooking for him as it is today. Everyone wants to be served.

I forgot that only one person eats. Now the oma was just smiling watching him eat.

Larasati carefully listened to the story of Omanya while eating. Tried to spend the rice on the plate because his stomach was about to explode. The Oma kept telling me this and that.

There is material that is told. He was surprised to find that Omanya updates are also about the latest news. From the country to the world in the story. Everything is talked about endless. Larasati only listen while chiming occasionally. He pity, apparently Omanya lonely all this time.

Sometimes a person just needs to be listened to without having to ask for advice or answers.

After this long one-sided conversation ended. The Oma followed Laras into his room. I want to sleep with my grandchildren, she said. This is really the oma. Larasati only manut only. Because he also misses the Oma. The mother of this mother though fussy late, but still soft and warm like his mother.He felt lucky, turns out a lot of people who love him in this world.

Maybe his decision to come to this place was the right choice. Being in a comfortable place, with the people we love. It will make it easier to forget this pain.

Thank God for letting me live among these good people. A family that loves me more than themselves. He gave thanks which led him to dreamland in the warm embrace of Oma Maria.