BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 13

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 13...

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"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.

"People who Papah considers as children also have the same feeling," continued Della said. "You mean Lya?" Bram.

"Who else?" Della sneers. "Either the charm that Papah has, until almost every woman who approaches, always put the same feeling. No exception to Lya. She's been in love with Papah for a long time, right?"

I'm aghast. Almost edged closer to Della. Again Bram's hand signals are holding back. "Della," I can only say her name.

"What are you talking about, honey? Papah doesn't understand. Papah-"

"Acting you two, suck. It's so bad." Della returned to snickered. "Do you think Della doesn't have the eyes and mind to read each of you? Obviously Alya likes you a lot, Pah. She's in love with Papah."

"Della?"

"Well that's the case, right?" This time Della was willing to look into Bram's eyes. "How selfish Della has been all this time, Pah. Letting handsome men live in solitude. Decades is not a short time to hold back the desire that Papah has. Papah needs a companion, right, Pah?"

"Della .. you-"

"Is it possible that Papah already has it out there, unbeknownst to Della?"

Bram shifted his eyes. Didn't want to face Della, until the girl was able to read the hidden bias behind it. But I just want to hear it myself. Could it be that the man had the same taste?

"No, Honey. This Papah is still like the same man, as it was when the late Mamahmu was alive" Bram replied in a trembling voice. "Father only has you. There is no other woman besides Papah's only son."

Della smiles. There is a sense of happiness but at the same time the wryness that accompanies. "Don't lie, Pah."

"The father doesn't lie."

"Alya how? Isn't she pretty, Pah?" Della glanced at me for a moment. Ah, let me duck. Worried that the secret of the heart that has been hidden, will be able to read clearly for him. Shame or fear?

"What are you talking about, anyway, Della? Papah just feels sorry for hurting you, dear." Bram tried to divert the conversation. Her fingers rubbed gently on Della's still red cheeks. More precisely bruises. You can imagine how hard the slap that landed on the girl's face earlier. "Father apologize. Papah khilaf and promise .. It will never happen again, dear."

"Then, answer honestly if Papah won't hurt Della again."

"Quality question?"

Della looked at me. "Does like Alya, right?"

"Del ... "I'm aghast. Didn't expect him to press Bram like that. But at the same time getting closer this curiosity at its peak. May I be strong and no longer lose consciousness.

Bram looked at me. Staring at me in such a way. Slowly open your mouth. "Father indeed-"

"Unfortunately, Pah .. "cut Della before Bram finished his speech.

" .... the woman prefers other men rather than replying to the taste that Papah has," said Della accompanied by a strange grin. Staring at me sharply.

"What do you mean, honey?" ask Bram curious.

"Rel .... " I'm trying to say hello to the girl.

Della smiles. "The man I've been hoping will be a substitute for Della's love for Papah" Della said. "Women I consider to be my own friends and brothers, have the heart to snatch the man I want!"

"You mean Andre, Del?" I'm appalled. True guess all along. Della really likes that guy.

"Who else?" Della's voice went up again. "You can call him from me, Lya! And after you dapetin Andre, you also mean to call Papah from me, right?"

I'm inching closer. "That's not true, Del. I haven't accepted him at all. Because I know, you like Andre, right? She herself wanted me to be her boyfriend."

"Lied!" della shouted breaking the silence. His body shook violently. Bram's holding Della back from touching me. "You like both of them, right? Answer, Yes, answer!"

I'm like being ignited. Suddenly this defense control broke down. Then we moved to nearby Della. "I just love your papah! About Bram! I'm crazy about Om Bram! I don't want Om Bram to think of me as a child, but I have an ambition to be Om Bram's wife! Your own stepmother, Del! Satisfied you are now? Satisfied, huh?!"

"City .... " Bram looked at me. "You .... "

"Listen to yourself, don't you, confess him, Pah?" Della smiled wryly. "Who exactly is he? The innocent woman who was enslaved in love!"

"I'm not as bad as you think, Del!" my reply doesn't want to lose. Let all these secrets of the heart break apart. No matter what happens after. Leaving their lives together or ....

"You like me, Lya?" bram asked while taking off the check on Della's shoulder. The man approached and held Della's body from following. "Is that true, Lya?"

"Om Bram .. I .. I .... " Suddenly my tongue is crabbed. It's hard to talk, let alone move. He came closer and held my hand.

Yeah, God! What drama are you giving me? This dream? Nope. Because that finger check was so strong it held my trunk for a moment.

"Jawab, Yes. Do you really want me?" ask Bram again while looking at me.

"Bah!" della shouted as if she did not want her papa to approach me.

"Be quiet, dear," said Bram firmly. "You don't want Papah to age alone, do you? You want Papah to be happy too, right? You also have to understand, Papah normal man who still has a desire."

"That?"

"Papah also really likes Alya," Bram said at last. A sentence that can make my body balance lost. Feet do not seem to trace. High drift carried by wind gusts scented as dense. Then .... "She's a good girl and very suitable to accompany Papah's life. He was also able to make Papah survive the temptations and seductions of the women out there."

"Np .... " I'm stunned. This entire chest suddenly collapsed. Down and scattered in the stomach. Then it jerked up the nerve flow along my back. Moving tickles, converging at one sensitive point. "Is that true, Om?"

"City .... "

My body twitched. Shoot without being asked. Forcing this wishful thinking to give orders to the eyelids to clench. Surprised with a sensation that is very difficult to describe.

Nay! I can't take it anymore. Feet weakened to the point of being unable to support the body's weight. The collapse was accompanied by a slow whimper throughout the course of time that began to fade.

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