You are the Only One
12. Appointment

Goslings

"Wouldn't three months be too fast, Ngga?" My adored woman asked from the end of the connection. "Maybe would do better if we had a six-month show. How's it?"

"Nope." I suddenly refuted and stared straight at the phone screen at Olavia. I was at the restaurant, checking the situation and the report made by Dimas while Olavia and Ole, two people with the initials O that became oxygen for me, were at home. "For me those three months were long enough, honey. I've been waiting for you for almost fifteen years. Two more years since I asked your permission. Now you tell me to wait again? I don't care if we only get married in KUA. What matters is that we marry. Point."

Olavia still can't believe that I've asked for his parents' blessing long before I actually proposed to him last weekend.

"But, wait, wait, wait. Hold still. Do you think three months is too soon?" The thought suddenly crossed my mind. I can't lie if this possibility makes me feel a little bit weird.

"No!" This time it was Olavia who loudly exclaimed. "No, not at all. How do you think that, anyway?"

I silently took a deep breath. I am so glad to hear the answer I want to hear. "It's nothing, Yang. I was just nanya. Make sure you agree with me. If you feel it takes six months to prepare for what needs to be prepared, yes. I will give you that six long and torturous months." I intentionally nodded dramatically.

"Don't be more, deh," protested the woman who was now sitting in one of the stools at the kitchen counter. He put one green grape into his mouth after turning the eyeballs that had returned to meet the beauty products. Since Ole was two and a half years old, Olavia had already re-used her thin makeup. She said that babies under Ole's age would only scrape off their talcum powder and eyeliner in three minutes. Unlike the older children. They have started to do some things independently. So, at least the makeup worn will last a little longer. "I also want a simple celebration, really, Yang. In the back garden of the house yesterday is also okay. The invitation was quite family and close friends. Hitherto. It's."

I smiled. His desire remained unchanged. "It still means the same." I nyeletuk.

"You mean?" ask Olavia astonishment.

"Yes, it's still the same. You used to say it was the same with me."

The woman I love the most in this world is a bit surprised. "Oh? Aye, huh?"

I muttered and nodded once. "Eh-h."

"It's nice to know that you're still remembering things that happened a very long time ago."

I leaned my body forward. Now my arm is on the desk in my room. At first glance I glanced at the photo that Olavia had thrown before until the glass broke. The next day I replaced the frame with a new one. "You'll be surprised if I tell you about all the things I still remember after all this time, Baby."

My sentence was successful in making Olavia's cheeks flushed. "People, stop!" his great-grandchild holding .

I just laughed. I do not mean to make him ashamed, but it is not my responsibility, dong, where the direction of his mind went after hearing what I said. Although I actually like where his mind is going. "Dear, what's wrong with you? His face, really, so red?" my sloth.

"It's okay, it's okay." She shook her head. Quickly Olavia switched the conversation. "Yes, already. You continue to work first. I'm gonna take care of Oleander's bed still good."

"Okay. See you later, dear. Love Ole a kiss from me, yeah."

"Will. Bye, darling."

"I love you."

"Love you too."

****

Owen

I still don't know what to do with the Angga mobile number sent by Bram. I don't know what will happen after I pick up this phone and call him.

Will it be sweet?

After disconnecting the call from Bram, I immediately cleaned up and made breakfast. Bram, again, right. Taking care of myself managed to resurrect the memories when I was not yet Owen who is now. Living in this house, doing everything myself, makes me remember again the circumstances that I had previously experienced.

Money is a problem that I have to solve and fight every day.

Fxck.

After finishing yesterday, Bli Gedhe came with daily necessities. Foodstuffs, drinks, and some other necessities such as dishwashing soap and clothing. I thanked Bram's cousin and started living my life of isolation.

Life in isolation that I need so much.

I didn't know I needed a reminder like this. I don't know if I've forgotten myself and forgotten the land. I don't know if I've forgotten the origin.

Fxck. I owe that much to the fierce Bram.

I'll take care of that when this fxcking situation ends. Now I need to take care of this first.

In the name of my debt to his father, I finally decided to contact Angga. Despite our previous absence, at least I still appreciate Big Ben's great service to my career.

I touched the phone next to the number.

Fxck. Why am I being so clumsy, huh?

"Hello."

Fxck. My call is picked up before the first call ring is over. It seems like he's been waiting for a call from a new number.

"Owen?" When I was still silent, he was finally able to deduce who called this afternoon and instead chose not to say a word. "Gue Angga's. You used to work at my restaurant. Zakno."

I finally opened my voice. "Hm. I remember."

"Good."

Silent again.

I decided it would be better for both of us if whatever this business was done quickly. "So? My manager told me you had something to talk to me about."

"Yes. About that."

"What about that?" I'm taking over.

It took a while for Angga to reveal what was the reason for contacting me. "We'd better talk about this in person. We'd better meet."

"Gue is not in a state that makes me able to travel freely now," I replied firmly.

If he's my equal interest, he should come to me. "okay, then. Give me your address. Let me get there as soon as I can."

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