From Brother to Mother (Om Dik )
Longs

After that pretty big event. Delia decided to spend the rest of her semester. Although Misha initially insisted that Delia want to go home with him, of course from Dika's own orders. However, Delia refused, but she had to try to explain to Misha. And finally the boy understood, but in contrast to Dika who had looked very disappointed, because his attempt to instigate Misha was failed.

Mommy wants to laugh at the look on the face of her gloomy bachelor child, the middle-aged woman knows that currently the menjaka who will soon release his bachelor is in a bad mood. Of course the reason was also Delia who refused to come with them.

" Already, let Delia enjoy her vacation, after all she will also return to our house later" said Mother. And only in response with a lazy shout.

This morning they say goodbye to their home town.

Dika invites Delia to talk for a while, of course only the two. So they decided to stay away from people. And here they are behind Om Rian's yard.

" Why did you refuse to go home together? " ask Dika without a stale base

" I still want to be here Om "

Dika glared ferociously, again Delia called him Om, and somehow and since when he did not like it so much if Delia called him with that call.

" Oh again "

" Eh, sorry, I'm at a loss as to what "said Delia unpleasantly and felt awkward.

Since last night she was busy thinking about what call she should attach to her future husband. Because his young Om has refused to be called Om, and also refused to be called Brother, Mas, Abang or Aa', for reasons that are unclear. Delia became confused herself.

" I want to call Brother, Brother, Mas or Aa', but everything is rejected " Delia continued.

Wanting to call with a call of affection, she again felt embarrassed and awkward.

" Kan, I told you that I'm not that young to receive the call "reply Dika

Then Dika saw Delia who looked confused, he knew now the beautiful girl was trying to find a nickname that suits her.

" Emmm, why don't you call me baby? " ask Dika later

" Huh, Emmm that... " Delia was nervous, as she knew, she couldn't yet call out the call smoothly

" I feel awkward" said Delia sounding soft and timid

" Just get used to "reply back

" I'll try " said Delia

Dika grabbed Delia's body and turned the small body to face her. He wanted to stare at Delia clearly and longer before he left.

" During here, take good care of yourself well, especially your heart, I will definitely miss you a lot" said Dika softly

Delia nodded and blushed, her face now turning orange red with a hint of embarrassment.

" Om also take good care of yourself well, well, take care of Misha for me, I also must miss Om very much "

Dika clucked lazily, because Delia still called the word Om for him. And Delia knew that her future husband was upset with her.

" I will try not to call Om Dika that name, let me learn to call Om with a call dear, I will think about it later" said Delia.

When he smiled, he had to give time to the beautiful girl.

" Well, for now I accept, but after you return home, I don't want to hear you call me Om anymore, Okay! " said Dika

Delia nodded "Yes "

The two of them were silent, and no matter who started the two of them immediately hugged each other tightly. No one spoke at that time, only heartbreaks that intertwined, encouraging each other, that maybe after this there will be a longing that is getting bigger and bigger.

*

A few days passed. Although Dika lived his days as usual and of course with enthusiasm, still he felt there was less. Counted already ten days he did not feel the presence of Delia every morning, did not feel the joy of the girl who would welcome him when he came home. And I have to admit that he misses that a lot.

Dika daydreamed, he had not even touched the slightest bit of breakfast that was in front of him.

" Dad, why not eat? " ask Misha.

Mother who indeed for several days more often stay at home Dika feel know and understand what her bachelor child feels. The middle-aged woman was smiling. He knows that today and yesterday his son is missing his future wife.

" Eating a lot of Dik, miss it takes energy "mother comments that sound more to meledek

Again Dika clucked lazily, lately the mother was very often teasing him.

" Ah, Mommy there is just "reply Dika, he then ate his breakfast quickly. He did not want to linger at the dinner table, because he knew, his Mother would certainly judge him like yesterday.

" I'm done, Misha ate a lot of well baby, Dad left for work first, I say good Bun" said Dika, said, after kissing the top of his daughter's head and changing to kiss the back of his hand Mother.

Mother wants to laugh to see her son who is so hasty, but the child is not late, he just avoids her.

" Remember, having lunch on time Dika, drinking lots of water, sometimes Missing it not only makes people limp, but also dehydrated "

Mother's dance giggled, and Dika did not respond at all.

In a different place.

Delia really enjoyed her time off, at home she was accompanied by friends in her high school days before she moved to another city.

They are busy telling stories about the past school days, while making pastry and cake and other heavy foods. Currently Delia wants to pamper her friends with various dishes that she has learned. Of course it was greeted with enthusiasm by Delia's friends.

" The one who became your husband would be very happy Del" said a friend named Yuni

" Why indeed? "asked Delia

" You are already beautiful, well, eh cook "answered Yuni, who replied with a thin smile.

" I agree, anyway you are already a complete package deh" said Rara the two-headed girl

" I also want to kayak you Del, although I am not beautiful at least I can cook, so I can compensate for my shortcomings" said the girl in black sweet named Lela.

" Why not learn to cook? or did you all take up the department of gourmet?" ask Delia

" Haaaaahhh,, boro boro learn to cook, I am kedapur aja lazy mulu, kayaknya between me and the pot will never fit" said Lela with full drama. He is notoriously unhappy with cooking.

" Yes, you know how to eat "saut Rara

" Not eating, Ra dies "Lela replies

" The woman should be able to cook at least.if you have a man, the man does not eat outside mulu "Yuni gives advice, but he himself is not so fond of cooking, too, well even though Lela appealed, Yuni still mending.

" Is, like you're good at cooking Yun? " lela's lips

" Well, I said at least I can cook, not smart to cook "pick up Yuni

" Udah,, the language of the cooking ajar aja, nihh please taste, trus kasi comments what is less than this cuisine "Delia put the food she just made, Delia put the food she just made, the shape is like a meatball but not the name meatball, because there are some vegetables and also some seafood there. Delia enamored the cuisine of her creation with the name Mie Rame.

" Well, this is the cuisine of the five-star hotel lost Del "Lela the first to give praise. And influenced by his three friends, it feels really good.

" Why is it called Mie Rame? " ask Rara

" You don't see, in here it's a real rame, there are shrimp, squid, meatballs, sausages, shellfish, vegetables etc "it's like a great reunion aja nih food "Yuni said.

" Yups, you're right Yun, I named Mie Rame because the food is good enough Rame "Delia justifies Yuni's speech

When he saw his friends were very excited to enjoy his cooking, he remembered to his three best friends. He felt so missed. What else if it is like this, surely they will be very happy to experiment with new recipes if there is free time.

At the same time Delia recalled Dika Bunda and Misha. If he was cooking something new then Misha would be the most complimentary of his cooking, Dika would support what he always does, and Mother who will always give advice if there is something that needs to be repaired.

Suddenly he felt so longed for the people present in his memory. I don't know why he wanted to go home. Maybe this holiday will be enough.

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