TAGGED WITH OM RICH
19. Are you guys Expelling me?

Renatta was nervous because Richard had been staring at him.

How can the girl be determined to still hate Richard, if the man is being sweet to him?

“Don't stare at me, om.” Said Renatta looking down. They both sat together enjoying lunch.

“What's really why? I looked at my wife.” Richard said with a casual expression.

That made Renatta grunt.

‘It's wedding day, can't she be romantic?’

The man's thumping voice distracted the newlywed couple's attention.

“Dirga.”

Richard got up from his seat. Then hugged the man.

“Happy new life, sis.”

The man was Dirgatara Wijaya, Richard's cousin son of Jonathan's father's younger brother.

“Thanks.”

“Do you not want to introduce me to sister-in-law?” Asked the man who was five years younger than Richard.

Richard let go of his embrace.

“Honey, introduce him Dirgatara. My cousin. Son of om Jordan.”

Renatta's eyes blinked a few times. Not because of the good looks of cousin Richard. But because of the affectionate call that man made.

“Sayang.” Richard rubbed his wife's arm.

“Ah, yes.” The girl got up from her seat. Then extended a hand to her husband's cousin.

“I Renatta.”

“Dirgantara.”

The man stared fixedly at Renatta. He made the girl quickly pull his hand.

“You are indeed smart to find a wife, sister.” Said Dirga to Richard.

“Do not mess.” Richard hid his wife behind his back.

Dirga is a widower without children. The marriage ended because the wife was caught cheating.

Dirga small clucking. “Do you not want to share your knowledge with me? I also want to have a young wife.” Said the man.

“Do not joke. Let go of the shadow of the woman. Just started a new life. Don't let you use it just for escapism.”

Renatta poked his lips. Hearing Richard's words, his stomach suddenly became nauseous.

‘He was very wise to counsel others. But can't advise himself. Uh, um, don't you remember yourself still being imagined by another woman, but already married me? Even that woman is the wife of the man. Basic sucks.’

“Honey, come. We meet the others.”

Busy with her own thoughts, Renatta does not realize that cousin Richard is gone.

“Om, your cousin is gone. So no need to bother calling me, ‘sayang.”

The girl went ahead of her husband to the table where their parents were sitting.

“He thinks I call him dear because there is Dirga?” Richard turned the corner of his lips.

“It turns out her beautiful brain was filled with misunderstandings.”

The man then followed from behind.

They were welcomed by Mama Luna. Perhaps among all the family members, only the middle-aged woman was the most excited.

How not, now his son is no longer a single man, or as people often say, a weathered bachelor. Richard is now the husband of Renatta Setiawan.

“Hosting mom.” The middle-aged woman hugged the son-in-law.

“Ah, it feels like mama has not believed all this.” Mama Luna's voice sounded trembling. He can't hide his sense of belonging.

Now Richard and Renatta are legal. Mama Luna did not care if there was now a drama of crying. No one can annul this marriage.

“Mama's moved, darling. Finally, this weathered mother's son got married too. Mama is very happy.”

Renatta's heart was pinched hearing Mama Luna's words. Had he annulled this marriage, the middle-aged woman would have been sad.

The girl sighed softly.

****

“Do you guys kick me out?” Renatta asked his family when he found two large suitcases in the family room of Wijaya's house.

The event is over, it is time to rest before we gather for dinner together.

“What do you mean, Re?” Randy asked his sister.

“It was I who asked, brother. What does this mean?” The girl pointed towards the suitcase. Yang Renatta already knew that it was his.

“That's your stuff.” Randy replied casually.

Renatta grunted in annoyance. “I already know. I mean, why so much? You expelled me? Though, I only married the front neighbor of the house.”

“Honey, no one kicked you out.”

Mama Luna mediates. He approached while wiping his daughter-in-law's arm.

“Re. There is nothing like it.”

Papa Roy spoke.

“Now, you have become a wife. Of course you will come with your husband.” Papa Roy reminded.

“I know, pa. But why bring so much stuff. Can't I go home to stay? Can't I spend any more time in your house?”

The girl's voice softened and sounded vibrating.

Mama Dona approached the princess. He hugged both of his arms warmly.

“Honey, in those suitcases, only half of your stuff. Mama just packed what you need to use. And your college needs. The rest are still at home. Still intact in its place.” Definitely mama Dona.

The middle-aged woman rubbed the princess' cheek. Then hugged him tightly.

“You are our daughter, forever will remain so. Even if you get married and live abroad, you can still go home and spend time with us as much as possible. Mama sure, Richard will never forbid you to spend time in our house.”

Renatta returned the embrace of the mother. The girl couldn't stop her crying.

Perhaps it was because of the sadness of parting with her family that made the girl upset to see two suitcases.

“Already, don't cry. It's your happy day.” Mama Dona rubbed the princess's back. And Renatta nodded slowly.

“Do you forget, if to pack your things, need at least ten suitcases?” Randy spoke again.

Renatta again snorted in annoyance.

“Already, don't tease your sister.” Papa Roy mediates.

Setiawan family was also pleased to go home. And I'll be back for dinner.

“I'll buy you more stuff. Why cry your old stuff?” Richard said as they walked up the stairs to the man's room. The room that was from now on became Renatta's room as well.

Renatta squinted at the husband.

“I'm not crying over my stuff. I know you can buy me more expensive. I'm just sad that I can't stay in that house all the time.”

Richard understood. “I know. You don't have to cry about it. We will often stay in the front house. You take it easy.”

“Really?”

Renatta's eyes sparkled at the husband's words.

“Sure. I didn't marry you to lock you up in this house. Remember, that only turns one setatus on your identification card. The rest, go all in as usual. As long as you know the limits as a wife.”

Renatta nodded happily.

“Thanks, om.” Unknowingly the girl was embracing her husband's arm.

****

Seriate.