You belong to Me
Meeting That Little Boy

Unlike Tia, Reva lives in the suburbs, in the countryside.

His house is typical of village houses in Java, spacious and made of wood.

Papa Reva has rice fields as well as souvenir shops typical of their city.

Collaborating with the tourism business of Eyang Bhahu.

Because Papa Reva's grandmother was the eldest brother of eyang Bhahu. Tia Eyang.

Sandy's acquainted with Reva's parents.

A little awkwardly, he calls Om to Papa Reva who looks the same age as his own Papa.

Reva protesting.

"Om.

It should be." he said.

Sandy blushing.

He looked at Papa Reva asking for help.

Papa Reva smiled.

He remembered this young man.

A friend of her cousin's husband, Tia.

One of the owners of the famous game company.

"It's up to Sandy's deck" he replied after looking at each other with Mama Reva.

Sandy looked at both of Reva's parents and decided.

"Va, you call me.

So that I can call your parents Om and Auntie" Sandy said as she stared at Reva.

Reva stared in shock.

Sandy turned back to look at Reva's parents.

"I'm sorry Om. But Om same Aunt as my parents.

After all, Reva and I are not much different in age. I'm only going to be twenty-six years."

Papa Reva nodded.

"Yes.can."

"And I'm a friend of Michael's. Not brother.

So it's legal if Reva calls me Mas, not Om." continued Sandy staring at Reva.

"Oh.I used to call Om.

It's hard." lamented Reva.

"Who are you, Va,

it's you who insist on calling om, uncle to everyone." Sandy replied.

"But that was when I was told to call Mama so the same friends Om Michael" Reva argued.

Sandy looked at Mama Reva, asking for help.

"Yes, that's because Mama thinks you should call her that. Let's be polite Va.

But if the question does not want, yes papa Va.

Anyway, Sandy's real, Va.

You're the same he has no brother relationship. So you can call anything.

At most yes Mas, uh.or..

Sandy is the same as Michael ?"

Sandy smiled.

"Call Me Aunty.

Michael is also called Tia.

Just now."

"But I used to call Om." grumbled Reva.

"You're this Va !" said Sandy.

Papa and Mama Reva laughed.

"Maclum Mas, Reva is an only child.

I'm the same Mama might be too potent."

"Ah is not.

Reva independent.

It's just a ngeyel." replied Sandy laughing.

Reva pouting.

"Mas Sandy's got plans for a walk where ?" ask Papa.

"You don't know yet." replied Sandy smiling.

Papa Reva looked at Sandy, pondering.

"You know, tomorrow you want to join the rice harvest ?

But yes.dirty and tired" said Papa Reva with a smile.

Sandy's clearly an urban kid.

"Paddy harvests?

I've never had Om.

I want to." said Sandy.

"Totally ?

But.later his hand mas Sandy can blister you Mas." interrupted Mama Reva worried.

"Ah.biarin aja Ma.

Om Sandy is usually just not knock on the keyboard every day.

Need to be taught too, the rice came from where." replied Reva spicy

Sandy looked at Reva.

"Yes from cooked rice" he smiled.

"Wheel from where it is not from us farmers." said Reva.

"Reva.." said Papa reprimanding.

"Where's Sandy staying ?" ask Mama to switch the conversation.

"At Tia's house, Auntie.

There is a server, so I can keep working from there while on vacation" Sandy replied.

"Indeedfully want a vacation here huh ?" ask Papa.

"yes Om.

I want to change the mood.

As it happens Reva is also a holiday so I am samperin here.

"Yes Mas.

Here you have entered the countryside, the suburbs.

If Tia's house is in the middle of town."

Papa shut up for a second.

"Tomorrow a change of clothes.

The harvest is tired and dirty.

Later Mas need to change clothes because it must be dry.

Bring a stel, Mas. Pants too."

"Even the most powerful one hour.

It was also a scream." said Reva dismissively.

Playing Sandy.

His lips smiled widely.

Sandy looked at.

"We'll see Va tomorrow." challenge Sandy.

The next day...

Early in the morning Sandy was at Reva's house.

Reva greeted him at the door.

Staring at Sandy from top to bottom while squinting.

She thought Sandy would wear jeans, but it turned out that Sandy was wearing cloth pants, a t-shirt.

"What ?" ask Sandy.

"I think Om will wear those expensive Om clothes." - sneered Reva.

Puk.

Reva's head was patted.

"Mas" said Sandy as she walked into the house.

Reva stroked her head which Sandy patted and followed Sandy inside.

Inside Papa Reva is having breakfast.

"Come on Sandy, breakfast first."

"Yes Om." answered Sandy while sitting in front of Papa.

"This is my nephews. Usually they help if the harvest is like this" said Papa pointed to three young people who have also been sitting in the living room.

"Sandy."

"Great."

"Tent."

"Sir."

"Va, pour some coffee on Mas Sandy.

Eh mas Sandy want tea what coffee ?" ask Papa.

"Coffee, o'm." answered Sandy.

Reva picked up the glass and lifted the pot of hot black coffee and started pouring.

"Prospective bojo, Va ?" cananda Tito's.

Brakk..

The coffee pot slipped out of Reva's hand.

Part of the heat spilled towards Sandy who was in front of him.

Sandy jumped to her feet, avoiding the hot coffee, one hand holding the teapot from rolling over.

One more hand held Reva's hand which was still holding the teapot's ear.

"Be careful Va !" said.

Reva looked up at Sandy and looked down at Papa and his three cousins.

Her cheeks flushed.

His hand was still held by Sandy.

"Om.lepasin, Om." pinta Reva.

Sandy let go of his hand.

Agus had already taken a napkin to wipe out the coffee spill.

Sandy sat down.

Reva took a new glass and poured her coffee.

This time holding tightly the ear teapot and the base.

Then push her in front of Sandy.

"Thank you Va." said Sandy.

"Yes, um." answered Reva.

"Mas" said Sandy.

Reva looked at Sandy.

Sandy stared back at Reva, keeping her tears flat and her eyes implying nothing.

Consciously, he was being noticed by everyone.

Reva looked away and went to the back with the glass she had spilled.

"See Reva often ?" ask Papa to open the conversation.

"Lumayan, Um.

I'm the same Reva lives in the same town.

Our office is there."

"Oh.. same with Tia ?"

Sandy nodded.

"Tia, Michael and Robert live in Taipei.

An hour from the city where I live.

I'm quite frankly Om." said Sandy, looking at the three cousins who listened to their conversation.

"Tia put Reva on me.

So at best, I looked at Reva twice a week.

Not including meeting lunch.

The kids in the office are pretty familiar with Reva.

They like to pick up Reva on campus, then meet lunch outside." Sandy explained.

Papa nodded.