BUCIN (Need Love)
Section 21
...BUCINS...
...(.(.Need Love)...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 21...
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I'm nodding. Indeed, during my stay with the Della family, I never once knew where Om Bram worked. For some reason, suddenly this heart feels flowery when it has heard the name.
About Bram ... About Bram ... About Bram ...
I mentioned that name many times in my heart.
“Hey, why are you smiling like that, Cuy?”
Oh, geez! The girl seemed to notice my behavior. “Nno!”
Della's eyes narrowed. “Elu again bergebayangin si Andre, yes?”
Oh, why ... So Andre? I'm imagining Om Bram, Del! Why should a man be half bule?
“Ngaco you, Del.” I don't want to face Della through the middle mirror.
“Gue noticed earlier in class, he kept worrying about you,” Della said later. “Actually what is it, anyway, between you two?”
“Hah?” This time I really looked. “Masa, anyway?” I pretended not to know. “I ndak so carefulin, Del.”
“No curating or pretending not to know?” find Della back. “ ... or do not-don't during this you lie me?”
“What's lying again, anyway, Del?” My heart suddenly skipped a beat. Afraid that actually Della already knew about Andre's feelings for me. “Feelings ... all this time I've never lied to you.”
“Serious?”
“Totally!”
“You have nothing to do with him?”
“Dia?” My heart rate is getting stronger. “Who is he?” Don't let the name of Della's papah be called, Lord! Don't know what to answer until the girl suspects this feeling of Om Bram.
“Si Andre, Cuy! Who else?” Della. “There is indeed another man in your heart?”
“Yes, ndaklah, Del. You're getting a lot worse, deh, ah!”
Della chuckles. “Yes, I think ... there may be.”
“What's up? It means think I'm what's going on, do you?” Really scared when Della finds out that I have a crush on her papa. Duh, how horrified, God!
Della frowned. “Gue thought ... You have a taste of that bloke guy, Lya! Where do you think he's going, anyway? Busyet, huh! I've been talking to you since, you're not connecting, deh!”
Yeah, God! Thank goodness! Not what I imagined!
“Nno! The vow! I'm not lying!” I held my two fingers forward at Della.
“Nah, just answer so. What's the trouble, anyway?” seloroh Della's. “Capek talk ama you, Cuy! Difficult connection!”
Our journey finally arrived. Della parked the vehicle in a special place. After greeting the local security officer, he walked towards a room. I followed his steps while watching the atmosphere of the office where Om Bram worked. Clean and clean, and beautiful.
Passing through several corridors decorated with several types of fresh plants. Then we arrived at a special room. In front of him was a young and beautiful female worker, greeting us kindly. It seems she already recognized Della. Of course because Om Bram is one of the influential employees there.
“The paper is there, Bu?” ask Della about the girl. “Sedang meeting, Ma'am. Soon also finished,” the answer is friendly. Sometimes he watches me.
“Oh, yes. Introduce this .. Her name is Alya. Papah's family also,” said Della introduced me to the woman.
“Hai, Ma'am. I'm Cassandra. It's great to meet you,” said the woman as she greeted. “I'm Alya, Mom,” I'm a little shy.
“I can wait in Papah's room, right, Mom?” della asked a moment later. “Of course you can, Ma'am. Please come in,” replied Cassandra. “You need to order a drink or .... “
“No need, Mom. Thank you,” said Della. “I went inside, yes.”
“Oh, please, Ma'am. Later I tell Mr. Bram, if Mbak Della is in the room,” said Cassandra friendly.
“OK. Thank you, yes, Bu.”
I followed Della into a room. Large, neat, clean, and cool. There is a large table equipped with a large sailing computer. Television set, large and soft seating, and some paintings and photos are displayed on the walls of the room. There's a portrait of Della over there.
Yeah, God! My eyes were suddenly fixed on a large frame that stuck beautifully. A beautiful woman dressed in maroon artistic fashion, shouldered complete with accessories that adorn her hair. His white skin exuded an exotic aura. It was so sweet of a smile. Could it be ....
“That's my late Mama, Cuy,” Della said as soon as she found me looking at the big photo on the wall. “Beautiful, right?”
“Beautiful to your Mom, Del,” I was stunned.
“Dan ... “ greeting Della stalled. Stunned while staring at another photo hanging on his papa desk.
“And what, Del?” I asked to take a glance at Della's perspective earlier. “Lho ... it .... “
Yeah, God! Really it? There's another photo next to Della's portrait. A young woman with exotic skin. Complete with her sweet smile. He ....
“Del, that ... right, my photo. Why is it on Om Bram's desk?” Suddenly the heart was racing again. Since when does Om Bram have my picture?
As I recall, I never once gave a photo to him. Even a picture was taken. Where did Om Bram get it?
“Sayang .... “ One shocking sound emerged from behind the door of the room. A tall male figure with a dense stature and his face was filled with thin feathers, smiling sweetly welcomed our presence.
“Papah ... “ exclamation Della as she approached her papa. They hugged tightly. Kiss the man landing on the forehead as well as the two cheeks of the girl. “I'm sorry, Pah. Do not tell you first if today want to go to the office papah.”
“Nothing, Honey,” replied Om Bram while landing his kiss back on Della's forehead.
Oh, myGod! I wish I was in Della's position. Cuddled, kissed, and .. ah, why should the mind come up in times like these, huh? Om Bram is nobody. Of course that won't happen to me. But ....
“Hai, Alya,” greet Om Bram instantly after seeing my presence among them. He walked over.
Nay! Nay! The downy-haired man is getting closer. Her smile began to radiate beautifully while looking at me deeply.
“H-ha-i, O-o-om,” I say hello in a broken voice.
This body suddenly felt like it was shaking violently. The long footsteps approached. Tapping his shoes against the floor seemed to represent my heartbeat getting stronger. He swung both arms. Preparing to devour every inch of this body fell into a warm embrace. Until then ....
“Welcome to my office, Lya,” said Om Bram while holding me for a split second. His kiss also landed gently touching this forehead. The sound of her lips blaring beautifully collided on the surface of my skin.
...CONNECT ...
