15 Years Adrift

15 Years Adrift
S2 episode 5: Bees and wasps



Bian and Vino stared at each other like they were responding to bullets. Bian was not so surprised to see Vino there, because he did not know that Vino actually did not get married to Zey, especially the news that Zey was gone.


However, Vino, he was stunned to hear Bian calling Nurul affectionately.


"honey..?" he muttered with a questionable look.


"hi.. how are you?


he's your son? wahh he's so handsome"


bian's friendly smile greeted the tiny El.


Vino stood up and held El.


"mm.., he's my son."


"where's your wife? how's the news good too?"


ask Bian again.


Fear of offending Vino and El,


Nurul also prevented Bian from asking further.


"bang, let's go. It's almost too late"


Nurul pulls Bian from there.


"oh. yes deck.."


It wasn't Vino who was jealous, it was El.


her eyes glazed with glass as she watched her mother leave with others.


nurul's comfortable hug in one night


it seemed that he had taken El's heart.


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Along the way to campus, Bian and Nurul seemed to jokingly discuss anything they saw on the road, from billboards, electricity poles, to electric poles, even their sidewalk lines make a dime topic while laughing like a child.


"look at the deck, the beehive is huge."


Bian pointed towards the large tree that was on the side of the road.


"wihh. that's mah lair wasp bang.."


"bees are just as sweet as wasps.."


"varying bang. if the bee stings, if the wasp is bitten."


"where did the bees bite? have you ever seen his teeth?"


"not yet. hehehe..


later on tangkepin one yes.. Nur wants to see his teeth.."


"pak Vino when to get to Indonesia deck?"


"uhuh??" Nurul arrived to digelag, really far away that turn from the bees to Vino.


"Sir Vino.. has been here a long time?"


Bian repeated the question.


"new the hell.." said Nurul nervously.


"oh yes.it was Mr. Vino's son who called you mother that night?


but you didn't see Vino's wife?


is he not coming to Indonesia?"


"he's dead, bang.."


answer Nurul slowly.


"huhh?! the max?"


"yaa died.


mr. Vino his wife died.."


"god.. when? been long?


wait.. That means he's that widower?"


tense, shocked, afraid.like that was Bian's expression at that time.


"Nur has not asked anyway bang, Nur also just knew.


shocked and not really expecting that Aunt Zey no longer exists. about her family no one ever talked about Mr. Vino at home."


"jeez. kasian very much Mr. Vino, let alone his son he must be very lonely." said Bian concerned.


"iya bang. yesterday when we slept with Nur did not have the heart to see his face."


he said while twisting his seatbelt.


"you slept with Vino!?"


Bian looked straight at Nurul, his hands clasping tightly to the girl he loved so much.


"dek. We've made plans for next year's proposal."


"i.iya...why bang?" not her forget, it's just that Nurul was afraid because Bian arrived like he was intimidating her.


"i just reminded her." she smiled wryly and got out of her car.


Yes, they have already made plans next year and after Nurul graduation they will get married.A very smooth plan for Bian to step into a more serious level with his first love.


But somehow arrived Bian felt the plan would face a wave that could make their relationship a little shaken.


"bangs...


Love u..." Nurul gives her flying kiss and runs towards her class.


"chh. why is she so cute." her gloomy face instantly turned into a smile of a misbehaved smile.


"good afternoon sir." greet some of the students who passed her.


"khmm. yes noon.."


Bian immediately changed his face again to be stiff, embarrassed dong at the sight of his student children.


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The next day...


Because of boredom, Vino invites El to walk to Dimas' office, all meeting kangen with his old friend.


with his hair slightly shaggy and tied back, he carried El with his stocky hands to make every eye that saw melted like butter dipped in a hot skillet.


"that's.that's Mr. Vino, right?"


"Vibes his widower kece woy.."


"huss. ngawur duda duda! there's a bini ntar in the block tau rasa." said one of them.


"buset.. long drowned once nongol already have a tail." his unrelenting lips they were astonished to see the appearance of Vino's increasingly mature.


"hhhff.why there were no beautiful women in this office" said Vino.


plaques!!


El smacked his father's lips for speaking carelessly.


"dad..! later El told me mother.."


"El, I told you she's not our mother.Call her aunty!"


Vino slightly raised his voice to make El's heart shaken.


"hwwwaaa.....😭


El wants to be the same mother! El mau mama..!"


"eh..eh.do not cry son, I'm sorry yes.." of course Vino was too happy if El had cried like that.


"El want mama!!!" El is getting less tantrums.


"El... Why are you crying?" asked a woman in a soft voice.The voice instantly made El's cry stop instantly.


"mother.." call her with a sparkling face.


"Ran's? you're here?"


vino asked confusedly.


"nganter brother Fani.. Keenan and Ica cry asking papa nya.i"


"children are hard to understand.."


muttered Vino while smiling.


"it's not hard to understand, we're the only ones who don't want to try to understand them"


Vino was a little upset to hear that, in other words Nurul considered that Vino was not understanding of his child.


"not that I don't want to understand, but his willpower is strange!" hatch it.


"according to adults it may seem strange, but it could be that it's very important to them."


"do you know what he asked to cry like this? she wants her mother, she wants you"


For a moment Nurul glued to look at Vino, but soon he brushed her off.


"yes it's here..


El wants aunty ya. here yuk"


Nurul stretched out his hand, El welcomed Nurul's hand with pleasure.


"can you carry a child?" asked Vino doubtfully.


"yes, it could be sir, the twins, Nur, who is fat."


With doubt, Vino handed El to Nurul to be carried.But at the same time the bracelets they both got stuck in the buttons of El shirt.yes, the, the brown bracelet they still wear for almost 5 years until its shape is rather worn.


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