BUCIN (Need Love)
Section 16
...BUCINS...
...(.(.Need Love)...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 16...
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Della took off her grip after making sure Andre wasn't following us. He took me to the cafeteria. Ordering a drink and sitting down.
“What's up, anyway, actually, Del?” ask me after a while. The white girl replied with a smile. “They, really, even messem-mesem so. Your base, Del.” I'm curious, there may be some interest in Andre's invitation. “You're jealous, yes, if I meet Andre?”
Della tickles. Bummer. “Execuse me? What did you say?” Not a question, but more in the direction.
“I just want to. It's not important either, right, make an answer,” I said a little guilty.
“Don't even you who started to like ama si Andre, Lya,” Della suddenly said. “Gue once saw you two sitting close together. Hhmm ... when, yes?” The girl thought.
“Yes, ndaklah, Del,” I replied hurriedly. ‘You are mistaken, it is precisely what I like that ... About Bram. Look at you, Del.’
“What I saw at that time, you both talked seriously. On what the fuck, anyway? Kepo me.” Della.
“Ndak not say anything, kok, Del. Only about the material of the excavation.” Forced lying. I don't want Della to know. Could Andre have wanted to ask my response about that huh? “Kan, all this time you know yourself almost every time we are together. So .... “
“Andre it's handsome, you know, Lya. Many of these college girls hope to be able to deket same him.” Della sipped the ordered drink earlier. “Emang you don't have that feeling ama tuh guy?”
I nodded slowly. The problem is not that, but ....
“I want to focus on college first, Del. Far away from the village to this big city, just to find a prospective companion? Hhmmm, if it's time to be a match, wherever I might be able to get it.” I have to be dishonest again. “I want to achieve my goals and to be proud of my late parents, Del. Nothing else.”
“Serious?” Della. I'm nodding. “But there's no harm, right, while preparing for the future, you are also eager to make your soul mate later.”
I almost smiled wryly. Della's words were similar to what Andre had said before. “I leave it all to God, Del. Let time answer it.” To reduce the pity of the topic of conversation, I also drank the order.
“Which I asked that, you. Not time, Cuy!” Della was laughing as usual. “ ... or do not-don't already have someone you assess, yes?”
“Uhuk!”
Almost the rest of the drink that was still left inside the mouth gushed out. Some have been swallowed and entered the nasal cavity. At once embarrassed to be noticed by visitors to the canteen.
“Why you, Cuy?” della asked, offering a piece of tissue. Staring sharply at my reddened face. “Slow down, dong, if you drink.”
“Sorry ... “ I replied on the sidelines wiping my lips with a tissue earlier. A few moments of silence. Quiet in each other's minds. I don't know what's on my best friend's mind. He momentarily glanced at me, then stared outside the canteen area. Like looking for another person there.
“You really don't like Andre, Cuy?” della asked back. Makes my forehead wrinkle. “Why, anyway, did you ask about it just, Del? You like her?” askaku. Just wanted to explore what was in his heart.
“According to you, Cuy, is love to be fought until it is owned or is it enough to surrender to the fate that will determine?” The first serious question that came out of Della's mouth, after a long time together and knowing her. “Elu will fight or choose to keep until its own time who will answer?”
“That's a question about you, right, Del?”
Della took a breath for a moment. “This in general only. Can be about me, or you too.”
I must carefully answer it. Worried that it will be too late to open its own secrets. Especially this is a sensitive issue.
“I think, depending on how much love you have, Del. If it feels like it will be the biggest part of life in the future, why not try it to fight? Even though you have to be prepared for the consequences. Happy or otherwise.” I try to be more focused and careful. Della's question was like an interrogation. Especially with his papa.
All of a sudden I have to be a hypocrite. Frequently protecting and lying to yourself on the basis of peace. To be honest, I want to finish this show as soon as possible. Be with a loved one, Om Bram, or leave behind all these crazy fantasies.
For me that man is so perfect. There was no shortage of sight to him. Everything is interesting and beautiful, because it is covered by my great love. Too old and not comparable? Ah, that's just an assessment of human conscience. Because what can complement each other and provide comfort is not physical, but a mind that is rich in love.
“If it turns out that the person you want is not in accordance with wishful thinking, how? Will it still maintain the remaining expectations, Lya?” della asked back while toying with the glass on the table.
“You mean he's not good or how?”
“He does not want our presence, Cuy,” Della sharp.
I'm thinking back. It's not easy to answer such a thing. The same if Om Bram did not want me to be a replacement for his late wife. They actually choose adoption, for example. Crazy one! Really wouldn't be willing. A lifetime will be haunted by his own feelings every time he meets the man.
‘I don't know, Del. I haven't thought in that direction myself. Perhaps he will forget or continue to pursue it until he is willing to accept? But if deemed necessary, why not just ask directly. I love you, Om Bram.’
“Alya ... “ call Della. “Eh, yes. What's up?” I'm appalled.
“They, really, are silent?” push the girl.
I'm shaking. “Sentah, Del. I myself am confused.”
“Kok, confused instead? Just answer it. What's the trouble, anyway?” Della's still pushy.
I stared at his eyeballs. “Actually it's about you or me, anyway?”
Della slipped backwards after opening her phone. He rushed to tidy up the bag, preparing to leave the cafeteria table. “Class entry, yuk. The dosage is already there tuh.”
“Masa?”
“Iya. Cepetan!”
We immediately stopped the conversation. Nothing to conclude. Except for a few questions; Della was confiding or trying to save me. Don't he suspect that I've liked his papa all this time? The danger! This is something to avoid.
Suddenly my phone shook. There is an incoming message notification. Thankfully, his voice was silenced. Della didn't notice when I opened the notification balloon. From Andre.
...CONNECT ...
