From Brother to Mother (Om Dik )
Charm

" Om Dika, someone wants Delia to talk "

Dika who was busy with his laptop, momentarily turned towards Delia.

" What's by the way ? " tanyanya

" Em, tomorrow there's group work, and Delia's friends want to work their duties here, can't Om ? "

Exactly a month Delia continued her education in a new place. And during that time he had never invited anyone to the house he lived in now. Although her group mates always urged Delia to bring them home, Delia would always reason to refuse.

Not stingy, Delia only knows herself, that even though she has been considered a family member by Om Dika, but the fact that she is still a guest, but the fact is that she is still a guest, who must ask for the approval of the owner of the house if you want something especially if you want to receive guests.

" May dong Del "

Delia's smile grew. At first he doubted if Om Dika would approve of his wish. But it turns out Om Dika instead allows himself with his friends to do schoolwork at his home.

" Thank you, Om "

Dika nodded smiling.

" You, can invite your friends when if you want, after all, this house will also have you " continued Om Dika, said,

Delia is certainly very happy, because she was given the freedom of the right to this house. But back again, she is a girl who has a high sense of self-knowledge. He knows what his position is like. Om Dika was his helper, and he did not want to trouble too much.

" Once again, Delia thanks Om "

Just as Delia wanted to turn around and leave, suddenly Om Dika called out to her.

" There's still food in the fridge ? " tanya Om Dika

" There is still Om "

" Yaudah, it's okay.we just go shopping yuk, all buy snacks for your friends tomorrow "Dika offers.

" Eh, no need Om. Mother yesterday brought a banana, the plan I want to make a banana cake for my friends later "reject Delia

" It's okay.You can make the banana cake, we buy more snacks as well. The more snacks at home, the more at home your friends work on the task" said Om Dika

" No need Om, arentar my friends are happy and will often play here" said Delia not tasty

" Lah, that's okay, remember the guest is the king" said Dika final who did not want to be denied again.

And inevitably, Delia must be willing to shop with Om Dika, even though in the kitchen the supply of groceries is still enough for the next week.

And finally here they both are, in the grocery shopping mall. Well, Delia and Om Dika are just the two of you. Because Misha chose to stay at Mother Dika's house.

" You just choose what you like" said Om Dika

" Yes Om " deftly and very carefully, Delia chose food and some snacks, not to forget also he added the stock of favorite fruit Dika and Misha.

Dika, who was also busy choosing frozen food, was not aware if someone had called her since.

" Geez Dika, I called from earlier you did not hear, I think it was wrong people "

Dika's smile grew, as she saw a figure so carefree approaching her.

" Risha "

Dika did not hesitate to give a warm hug to Raisha.

" What are you doing here ? " asked Dika, he was confused to see his best friend who was in this city. After her best friend who has now become a Mother Persit is at the border of the country.following her husband who served for two years there.

" me? Shop dong "answer Raisha

" Ish, no, I mean, why are you in this town instead of you coming with your husband ? " ask Dika

" Oh, I'm on a walk anyway, it just so happens that Om and Opa are having business here again, so I'm coming, uh don't know to meet you here, I'm very fond of Dika " Raisha hugged Dika again. Like he missed Dika so much. And Dika without feeling awkward returned Raisha's embrace

Beautiful women are hugging Om Dika, and they look so happy. Maybe they have a special relationship ?

" What is his girlfriend Om Dika yah ? but never been home ? " Delia muttered to herself

Delia felt she had done enough shopping. He approached Om Dika who was apparently still chatting cheerfully with the same woman.

" It's all ? " ask Dika to Delia

" this girl who is Dik ? " Raisha asked, because she had never seen Delia before.

" Ah, know this my adopted daughter Delia, Delia this is Raisha Om's best friend "With each other introducing two different women of that generation .

Delia noticed Raisha. According to her, the beautiful woman was very compatible with Om Dika. But apparently Dika introduced the woman as a friend only. But why the relationship Om Dika and a beautiful woman named Raisha is so close.

" Lifty child ? " ask Raisha to make sure, she had heard the story of Dika's son from one of her friends again, but what Raisha knows is that Dika's son was only 5 years old

Dika nodded

" Isn't your son Misha only 5 or 6 years old ? " ask Raisha

" Yes, Misha is indeed 5 years old and entered 6 years, this Delia, my adopted child who is the second " replied Dika

Raisha's expression instead showed confusion, even as she needed more explanation.

" Someday I will explain "Continue Dika

" Okay, you owe me the same explanation" said Raisha

" Yes "

After chatting with each other, Raisha finally parted and left. The beautiful woman hugged Delia, and said she would meet again next time.

Delia was delighted to get to know Aunt Raisha, although she was a bit awkward to call the young woman aunty, but Raisha insisted, if she had to call her that .

" Here let Om lift the groceries, this weight you will not be strong "Dika takes over all the groceries in the hands of Delia, he said,

Delia who was not ready with the situation, the soft words of Om Dika that made her confused for a moment.

Om Dika is indeed as good and gentle as that. His excellent attitude, adds its own charm for men who initially already look very handsome.

And here, Delia was eager to find out the other side of Om Dika, including who the man was in a special relationship with.

For some reason, Delia has a great curiosity related to Om Dika at this time.

" How to daydream ? "

Delia regained her senses as Dika pinched her nose.

" Eh "

" Hem, have you been daydreaming lately ? what is it ? you're okay, aren't you ? "

Om Dika bombarded Delia with many questions.

" Eng, what's wrong Om, I'm fine "

Dika smiled. For Delia that smile was very soothing at the sight.

" Yaudah, go home yuk... "

Dika raises Delia's hand. The man did not realize that his treatment of the adopted child was making the child wrong.

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