TAGGED WITH OM RICH
26. You Need to Be Threatened.

“So you guys are really married?” Gista held up Renatta's handcuffs containing the wedding ring.

Renatta quickly pulled his hand and hid under the table.

They were in the campus cafeteria. Just finished one course. While waiting for the change of hours to meet with lecturer Richard.

“Do not hard, Gista.” Renatta glared at his best friend.

“Nicely do not invite me.” Grunt the girl.

“Come, Ta. Don't start.” Renatta ignored his best friend. He was busy eating his favorite chicken noodles.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Richard's wife frowned as Gista, who was sitting in front of him, looked at him in full search.

“That means you are no longer a girl, dong?”

Gista's question made Renatta choke. He quickly drank the orange ice in front of him.

“Ta. Your question can be sorted out no? Why ask such a thing?”

Not only coughed, both cheeks Renatta met red.

“Yes, I'm curious, Re.” Gista blinked his eyes repeatedly.

“How does it feel? Does it really hurt, Re? You didn't go to college yesterday because you couldn't walk. As in the novels.”

Renatta held back growling at the friend's question.

“Already. A girl can't ask questions. Focus on college first.” Renatta pushed the empty bowl of noodles to the side of the table.

“Ya for additional knowledge, Re. Who knows, there will be an om-om who wants to be the same I.”

Renatta went back to hearing the words of his friend.

“Gista, what are you talking about? Why do you want to be the same om-om? Find a younger one only.”

Gista pressed his shoulders.

“Then, why do you want to be the same om-om? I am forty years old too. Why not look for one of your age?” Took it to a friend.

“Ya, the ‘kan you know for yourself my story.”

“Well, who knows I do too.” Gista nodded his head.

“Gista, yes. You're talking it's been slurping. Don't be weird.” Renatta got up from his seat.

“Re, wait.”

Gista quickly pursued the wife of his lecturer.

“I want to pay first.”

Gista just tailed. During this time, Renatta very often treat it. Neither food, nor clothes.

The girl was indeed from the lower middle class, but Renatta was never shy about being friends with her.

One day, Gista wants to repay his best friend.

“Come. Why even dumbass?”

Gista shook his head. He then embraced Renatta's arm affectionately.

****

After college, Renatta helped his mother-in-law pack up because tonight, they're going back to Australia.

Although she disagreed with Mama Luna staying longer, there was a feeling of sadness when the middle-aged woman was about to leave.

“We haven't even had time to go shopping and to the salon together.” Mama Luna said while packing her things.

He wants to stay longer. But the husband did not allow. The man could not do his daily life without his wife.

“Let's go together, ma.” Entertain Renatta who knows if his mother-in-law is reluctant to return.

“You promised, yes.” Mama Luna thrusts her pinky finger on her right hand.

Renatta welcomes, then links the fingers. They are like little children who make promises.

“You must not forget to report to Mom. If Richard hurts you, tell Mama. Let mama teach the boy a lesson.”

Mama Luna looked at the daughter-in-law. The middle-aged woman led Renatta to sit on the sofa.

“Say, has Richard been so good to you so far? He didn't hurt you, ‘kan? Mama, not physical violence. But, his attitude is the same as yours.”

“I understand mama.” Renatta smile.

“No, mom. Until now, om be nice to me.” Renatta thought there was no need to discuss the dream that Richard had kept secret to Mama Luna.

He tried not to prolong it. Maybe it was true what her husband said. Sleep is incomplete without dreaming.

“Thank God. Mama's afraid she's acting like you. You know yourself ‘kan if your husband is stubborn and should not be opposed. Mama hopes that having you now next to Richard can change the man's attitude.” Mama Luna ended her speech with a deep breath.

“She has long since closed herself. Mama doesn't even know if Richard has a secret or not. You know ‘kan room on the third floor?”

Renatta nodded his head.

“No one can enter there other than himself.” Mama Luna's.

“So mama also doesn't know the contents of that room?”

Mama Luna shook her head slowly. “Nobody is allowed in that room other than Richard.”

Mama Luna looked at the daughter-in-law. A curious look on the young woman's face.

“Not been thought of. Most importantly now, you become the rightful owner of the old man.” Mama Luna said cheerfully.

‘How do I not think about it? My mother reminded me. I used to be curious about that room. And now, my mom reminds me again. ‘Kan my curiosity came again.’

***

Richard and Renatta drive their families to the airport. Mama Luna and Papa Jonathan were in the car that Richard was driving.

Meanwhile, Johanna and her husband left with the driver in a bigger car because they were carrying their suitcases.

At the airport, drama returned. Mama Luna cries unwilling to part with her son and daughter-in-law.

“When mom decided to stay with Anna and Gerry a few years ago, mom wasn't like this. Don't overdo it.”

Richard broke into the arms of the woman who had given birth to him.

“Ya, that's ‘kan different. You were alone then. Now there's Rena.” Mama Luna turned to embrace her daughter-in-law's arm.

“Someone takes care of me now. Mama no need to worry.” Tukas Richard then.

“Mama doesn't worry about you. Mama's worried about Rena. He just jumped into the household. You're afraid to hurt him.” Mama Luna glanced at the son.

“I won't hurt Rena, ma.” Richard's Promise.

Papa Jonathan then took Richard a little away.

“Jaga Rena is fine. Don't you ever hurt him. If that happens. Remember, papa himself will separate you.” Papa Jonathan said as he clasped Richard's shoulder.

“Papa threaten me? Like I'm not papa's son.” Richard screeches.

“Silver like you do need to be threatened.”

Papa Jonathan then turns to his son-in-law.

“Peach yourself well.” He hugged Renatta, then kissed the young woman's forehead.

“Papa too. Take care and mama.” Reply Renatta.

Johanna and Gerry arrive. They then say goodbye to each other.

“Let's go home.” Richard grabbed the shoulder of the wife who was still staring at the departure of their family.

“You crying? Isn't it you who don't want mom to stay with us?” Richard rubbed his wife's cheek.

“It's not so, om. Although I don't want mama to stay, but the feeling of haru it must be there when we will be separated.” Renatta.

“We will visit them later.”

Renatta nodded. They then returned to their car.

***

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