With the Man of My Dreams

With the Man of My Dreams
Chapter 1


Arocha Setiana Dewi or commonly called Ocha. An 18-year-old girl who just graduated from high school. They live in the modern or millennial age.


Ocha is not a girl who has everything. He's just an orphan living alone in his humble home who's grateful to still deserve to live in.


Ocha lives without depending on anyone, because she doesn't want to trouble anyone. Of course with his simple life.


Both of her parents were once single children, so when they died, she would not have any such siblings or cousins.


Aunt Aika, she always looks for a woman when she is usually confused to get a solution.


They met somewhere. At that time, Ocha was shopping for the kitchen needs of his home. But he forgot to bring the money, so he preferred to leave his shopping. However, a half-century-old woman approached him with two large paper bags. Ocha was confused at the time, but the woman wanted Ocha to accept the gift.


“Receive this. I know, you really need this stuff,” said the old lady. Ocha furrowed her brows, feeling uneasy and ashamed. Sure oes.


“Aunt, thank you. Don't bother. I can buy it next time,” refuse Ocha condolence. The woman, of course, refused.


“No. Just accept this quickly. I sincerely help you. Let's just say, now you are lucky and get an impromptu sustenance,” said quickly the woman. Soon Ocha received the paper bag from the woman's hand.


He checked the contents in the paper bag he received. Complete, just as he had taken it for his purposes.


“This, my business card. You just accept it. If you need it later, you can come to me,” said the woman. Ocha smiled. His face felt bad. He was ashamed and felt troublesome.


“Thank you, Aunty,” responded by bending her body 180 degrees.


The woman left by raising her hand as a sign saying goodbye to Ocha. Ocha smile. His eyes looked at the business card in his hand. Then switch to shopping.


“Ah, how nice that woman is. Reminds me back to Mom, her inner”.


****


After the meeting, Ocha wanted to go back to see the woman. Her name is Bi Aika. A fifty-two year old woman who lives a single life. His life is rich in treasure, yet alone.


In fact, the first impression Ocha came to Bi Aika's house was, very luxurious. The two-storey house is heavily coated in glass, with a pond and fountain in its front yard then several luxury cars parked neatly parallel inside the open garage.


“Excuse me, is this true address Aika Rosmala?” tanya Ocha hesitated at the security guard of the mansion.


He was outside Bi Aika's gate. Of course, he must be polite when visiting. Moreover, he came without communication with the owner of the house.


“Iya right, Non. Can I help you?” ask a fat guard running from inside the security guard post to the fence right Arocha standing.


Ocha smiled satisfied to hear that answer, “Can I meet the owner of the house?”


“If you may know, on whose behalf?”


“Arochas. The girl who had been helped by the owner of the house, bought her groceries and met at the supermarket.”


The security guard rushed towards the intercom attached behind the fence wall.


“Excuse me, Mom, sorry to interrupt the time. This is a guest, on behalf of Arocha, she said the girl had met Mom at the supermarket. She's the girl whose item was bought by Mom last time,” said the security guard.


“Just have him come in. I know that guy.”


Ocha smile.


The security guard turned to approach Ocha again. Then lowered his body, and opened the big fence, it turned automatic.


Isn't this very fancy? Ah, Ocha feels embarrassed and useless to come here if to replace Bi Aika's shopping money if only the house is this luxurious. The money is nothing.


“Please enter, Non. Mom was waiting inside. I saw him in the middle room,” said the security guard. Ocha nodded and thanked him with a smile.


He started walking to walk down this luxurious mansion, which was large and beautiful. Like houses abroad. His feet were walking on a ceramic floor patterned with crystal stones that were stuck on the ground in Aika's courtyard.


“Tap no, yes?” ask him to yourself. He stood hesitantly in front of the main door of Bi Aika's house.


His eyes glanced at the bell of the house that was attached behind the large flower in front of the main door window.


Ocha pressed the bell. Waiting for a few minutes, the big, luxurious door opened.


The face of the owner of the house that helped him. Ocha smiled awkwardly. The reason is, this old woman's face is very bad, there is no smile.


“Log in,” his word once then walk away leaving Ocha on the spot.


Once conscious, he immediately followed the steps of the owner of the house. The one towards the living room, it seemed like the homeowner was busy. Bi Aika was already sitting there with various papers scattering on the table, and the person was sitting on the luxurious gray sofa.


“Sit,” his word again. Ocha hurriedly sat on the single sofa in front of Bi Aika. He hesitated.


“Em, previously I permission to introduce myself. My name is Arocha Setiana Dewi. Thank you for helping me pay for my groceries two weeks ago. I just came here because I have to collect money first.”


Bi Aika stopped her activities. Then he looked at Arocha. The girl looked Bi Aika in the eyes.


“How old are you?” ask Bi Aika.


Ocha frowned, but still answered.


“When are you birthday?” ask again.


“Date thirteen months ago.”


For a moment, Ocha stared at the brunt of the shock in Bi Aika's eyes.


“Where are your parents? Why are you making your own money at such a young age?” ask Bi Aika again.


“My parents died two years ago. And I live a kara. To live my own life is a natural thing,” replied Ocha. Bi Aika nodded. His eyes fixed on Ocha, Ocha felt a tremor in her chest when she saw that look.


“What is the important business until you come here?”


“I want to return Bibi's money used to pay for my groceries two weeks ago,” replied Ocha while issuing a white envelope in which of course there is a change of money in question.


Bi Aika smiled, “No need. I don't need. It's just a little, even less, to live your life for a month. I told you, let's just say you got an impromptu sustenance,” refuse Bi Aika. Ocha smiled badly.


“But, I owe you, Bi.”


“In that case, repay that debt with you being my friend in my old age.”


Ocha surprised. This real?


“Are you serious, Auntie?” tanyakanya. Bi Aika nodded.


“What am I kidding for. You want?”


Ocha smile. It just so happens that he lives alone in this world. Passing through the hard fun alone. Eventually, he will return to have a family.


“Yes, I accept. Now, we're becoming a family, aren't we?” ocha asked. He smiled happily. His eyes sparkled happily. That nod feels really good in Ocha's head.


“Yeah, we’re are family now. If you need me, you can find me,” Bi Aika said. His voice was no less happy. He got closer to Ocha and immediately hugged the girl.


Ocha hugged Bi Aika tightly. He will not waste this time or opportunity. He will have a friend back in the world. However, he will not race against his new aunt. He will live independently, he will try.


****


For a few months they knew each other. Until their intimacy gets stronger. Even now it is like a real family.


This afternoon, Arocha was getting ready to meet someone meaningful in her life these past few months.


The position of Arocha is on the pavement of a very dense highway. He stopped in front of a public phone box. He was leaning against a bollard attached to the sidewalk. His hand held his mobile phone, which featured a phone connection on Bi Aika, and it was written the word ‘connected’ without any calls being picked up.


“Duh, Aunt Aika where to, anyway?” Her eyes turned to search for the body of the aunt, who could have been swallowed by the crowds of humans.


“Ocha!” the scream came from behind his back. He looked for the source of the voice. Smile emblazoned. Finally, he will meet his aunt, his new family. After a month passed with a full busyness of themselves each.


The hustle and bustle of humans on the road did not make Ocha deaf to the screams.


Until, a fatal accident made him bring his surprise. And moreover, he saw with his own eyes, that the body of the aunt who was across the road was bounced away due to a collision of motorbikes and cars caused by a truck.


Brak!


Pyars!


Bruk!


Citt ....


“Aibi!” Ocha's screams made the people around him sob. The successive collisions that also caused his beloved person to get stuck in it.


The impact of one large truck that resulted in several cars bouncing including other vehicles and also several humans who suffered injuries. And, Aunt Aika was one of the women who joined the list of victims. Unfortunately, he was killed at that very spot.


Ocha crying. He's sobbing hard. He was still in shock, unable to accept what he had just experienced.


His steps led him to approach the body of the aunt who had been crushed by bouncing far away. His hands clenched, hugging Bi Aika's blood-filled body. I hold dear the victim's head. Then his head looked up at the sky.


“Why did you take his life, Lord?! Why should you take the only human I have in this world?!” his screams were full of emotion.


His eyes cannot lie. She continued to hold tightly to her aunt's body, not caring that she was covered in blood.


Her body was pulled by the hospital attendant who was transporting the crash victim, and with her eyes on the head, she saw Aunt Aika's body put in the ambulance.


Unfortunately, Ocha was less thorough until then, he only focused on the tragedy of the accident without knowing that the cause of all the loss of dozens of lives was because of one human being in the crowd there.


“Finally, I'm satisfied to see you like this Arocha. It's not much, just wait for the next one. Your life will not be calm,” muttered someone whose face is covered with hoodie hood until his face is unknown. The expression of that person smiled slanted and was satisfied. His eyes were covered in a bandage, his nose pierced beautifully.


The man chose to leave after gazing at the devastating look of Arocha that made him so happy.


He was very satisfied with the tragedy without caring for the families of other victims who were caught up in this revenge.