BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 12

...BUCINS...

...(.(.Need Love)...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 12...

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Suddenly I wanted to ask. Courage that just appears on the verge of the defense of the body is increasingly weakened. "Is this Alya really considered to be his own biological child for Om Bram?"

Bram smiled sweetly. "I love you, Lya."

Oh, naw! I really can't take it anymore. Instantly the footrest seemed to float. Vision fades and turns dark. Until finally all disappeared along with the thick that enveloped the consciousness.

Don't know what's going on. How long. I opened my eyes in a room I had never seen before. Om Bram's room? Might as well. The mattress is so soft. Fragrant. Then ... My eyes hit the figure sitting near my feet. Gently and slowly. I ....

Yeah, God! Am I in the room of heaven? Hope not to recover this consciousness soon. He fainted and had a dream with the man. Let it linger too, the important thing is only me and Om Bram. But it was only an instant. Until a thunderous sound like lightning strikes the soul.

"Fuck!"

That's Della's voice. He stood in the doorway of the open room. Random waist accompanied by a glint of wrathful eyes.

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Della stood in the doorway of the open room. Random waist accompanied by a glint of wrath. Staring sharply, me and Bram. His snort of breath echoed accompanied by a furious aiming. Slowly moving closer to us.

"Della .... " I'm rising. Inching to the middle of the bed. Stay away from Bram, as well as Della.

"Darling .... " Bram tries to hold back his daughter's steps. Stand up and hinder.

"What is Papah doing here?" Della's eyes widened violently. "How many times has Papah done this?"

"Della, what are you talking about, honey?" Bram holds his daughter's shoulder. "Father and Alya don't do anything, really."

"Lied!" della shouted in disbelief. "Sure you two have been nagging her a lot, right?"

Bram. "No, Honey. Alya fainted, and then Papah brought her here" Bram replied, trying to convince her. "It's taken to his room, heavy."

"Fainting? Why?" Della suddenly looked at me suspiciously.

Bram back to shake. "Yes ... Papah doesn't know. He suddenly fainted."

"Della asked, why did Lya faint? Why not build Della or .... "

"Della .... " I want to explain, even with fear that the girl will get more angry.

"Shut up!" snapped Della while pointing her index finger at me. "Gue hasn't done anything yet! It will be your turn that I'm trying to make!"

"Della's."

"Shut up!"

"Darling .... " Bram mediate. "It's not wrong anything. He had absolutely no idea what happened after fainting earlier."

"Della, honey." Bram rubbed his daughter's face. "Look first. Papah will be clear---"

"Obviously what, Pah?" Della's starting to get hysterical. "It's obvious that Della saw for herself, Papah and her, together with these nights in Papah's room. What kind of meaning can explain ... You two do not mind? Or the rush to get caught with Della? Hohoho, what a pity!"

"Della! Dengerin was Papah!" Bram's voice is rising. The finger grip on Della's shoulder grew stronger.

"No! Della doesn't want to hear anything from Papah! Including him!" Show Della to me. His crying began to break, accompanied by a rebellious movement about to release the papa checks. "Della was really disappointed with you two!"

I'm closing in on Della. Intended to calm him down. But urung continued, as soon as the girl turned her head with a glaring highlight.

"Calm down, honey. What you thought was not true at all" said Bram still trying to calm down.

"No! Della can't believe it!" screamed Della hysterically. Suddenly the girl forced her own clothes. Take it off and dump it in front of Bram. Leave a chest cover. It also does not escape to be left without shame. "Kalo indeed Papah can not stand the solitude of Papah, the same practice Della, Pah. Not the same as Lya or any other woman! Della can't take it! Della doesn't like it!"

"Della! Be calm! Conscious! Master yourself!" Bram held Della's hand that was about to snatch the chest area cover.

"Della doesn't want Papah to fall into the arms of any woman! Papah belongs to Della! It will forever belong to Della!" The girl managed to forcefully pull the bra. Let the twin hanging beauty plastered in front of the papa. "Lakuin' with Della! Take your own child's chastity, Pah! Della willing than Pap-"

"Della!"

THE PLAQUE! THE PLAQUE!

"Of Bram!" Immediately I shouted to the man, with my arms outstretched to reach. But fear of Della's anger, holding the pace of this body close to her figure.

The loud sound of palms landing on the cheeks, rang out slicing hearts. Simultaneously, Della's rampage came to a halt. The girl was silent while rubbing her reddened face. Hot and sore.

"Della .... " Bram looked at Della with his hands shaking violently. His heavy voice is attacking. Like being stuck at the end of the throat, accompanied by pain and drying. "Sorry Papah, darling. Sorry Papah."

Hurriedly the flamboyant man grabbed a blanket over the mattress, then covered Della's plain open chest. Immediately pulled the mere body of his puppet princess into a hug. Hugging tightly while stroking his head.

"Father of the Khilaf, dear. Sorry Papah." A soft cry broke out from the dashing man I had seen so hard. "Father sorry."

Della was still silent with a blank look. Tears melted, down her white cheeks. There was no sound of sobs or screams of pain due to the two loud slaps of his papa earlier. A lifetime, maybe the first time you feel. That was from the person he had always cared about.

"Della .... " Wanted to hug my best friend. Rubbing her tears. I won't even let go until she forgets the sad events of tonight. But ....

Bram's hand is moving. Signal me not to come near. Maybe Della's worried about going back into rebellion. Because my problems with him are not over yet.

"Does like Alya, right?" suddenly the girl spoke. Still with the condition of a stiff body and a hollow gaze. Bram took off his embrace. "What do you mean, honey?" ask the astonished men.

Della smiled wryly. "Since the first time Alya lived here, Della has been paying attention. There's another feeling Papah's hiding."

"What feeling, dear? Papah is not hiding anything," Bram said, wiping a puddle on his daughter's petals.

Frankly, my heart suddenly rumbled. I don't know why. Looking forward to Bram's answer to Della's question just now. There was a hidden despair from my silence listening to the chatter of the two people.

Della smiled wryly again. "lik! Papah's back to lying!"

"Della ... Then Papah should say something else?" Bram looked at Della's face. The girl won't reply. His view was still focused at one point. Not to Bram, not to me.

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