BUCIN (Need Love)
Section 22
...BUCINS...
...(.(.Need Love)...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 22...
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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.
I can't move. Silent pecking with a stiff body. The blood flow in this body suddenly felt frozen.
Yeah, God! I want this situation to last much longer. Give a glimmer of beauty even if only this happens once. From her. That guy. In decapannya.
“Lya ... “ call Om Bram soft.
“Hah?” I was stunned to find his face only a few inches away from me. Of course you have to look up more so that you can meet with the beautiful brownish eyes.
“Come, sit down first,” says Om Bram later.
“Hah?”
“Sit first, Lya.” Om Bram repeated.
I can't move. This leg is like being glued together with the floor of the room. Even almost fell staggering if not immediately embraced by the fluffy hand.
“You why, Lya?” ask Om Bram.
“It feels ... I am dying, Om,” I replied after swallowing the rest of the saliva that suddenly dried up.
Della came over. “Elu why, anyway, Lya? Was it healthy? You sick?” asked the girl to help me walk, and then sat me in the chair. His hand swings about to check his forehead, but I quickly push back, “Don't!”
“Why?” Della was astonished. “Ndak nothing. I'm nothing, really. Healthy and fine,” replied I try strong and look fresh. Though it means that the forehead of the former kiss Om Bram was not touched by another hand. If you need to shower today.
Crazy one! Is that not my nature? But really. Honestly speaking. I was enjoying the sensation of the smell of the lips of the man landing perfectly on the skin of this face.
Om Bram just smiled as he shook his head to see my attitude. “What do you want to drink? Or ... haven't had lunch?” He offered us.
“Still, Om. Alya is full,” I replied with my eyes closed. Reconce the unexpected scene. It feels like repeating and continuing to repeat until finally I am sure, this time it is not a daydream or a dream.
“What the hell, anyway, Cuy? From the campus earlier we have not eaten anything, kok,” protest Della astonished.
‘I mean, your papah hug was enough to make me full, Della. Haduh, that time just don't understand, anyway, Non?’ I murmured in my heart with my eyes still closed. The design of the scene was still diligent I-replay in the memory of the head. Unconsciously smiling beautifully to herself.
“Yes, already so. Book a meal first, yes.” Om Bram walked to his desk. Then contact someone by phone.
“Cuy!” della half-whispered near my ear. “What?” I opened my eyes. He found the girl watching with a sharp look in her eyes. “Elu why, anyway?” ask him later. “Why what? I'm okay, kok, Del,” I replied confused.
“Yes, geez, Del. I'm healthy, really. Something strange, yes, same with me?” Almost this face, but urung done. There's a special ex that won't be contested there. Uh, hopefully I won't forget.
“Ya, weird. You're crying alone. That means what is try?”
“When?”
“Au, ah!” Della pouting.
“I mean just now or when, anyway?” Completely confused by Della's attitude. I never felt like I was doing anything like he thought. “You said the real thing, dong, Del. Which is clearly what. So I can answer clearly and clearly too.”
Della's eyes widened and became fierce. “Elu if I flush use saos chili kayaknya delicious, deh, Cuy. Krispy how is that. Gemes I want to chewyah-ngunyah elu.”
THE PLAQUE!
Della's shoulder was an easy target for my applause. “You it if you talk, really, carelessly. Am I a lobster?”
“Sickness, Yes!” ringis Della rubs her arm. “Ups, sorry, Del. Deliverances. Hihihi,” I replied I couldn't help but laugh at the girl's reaction.
Om Bram's back from the desk. Sitting face to face looking at us one by one. “What's up? You guys from keep laughing? Something funny here?” asked the man with his trademark smile.
My laughter stopped immediately. For a moment he looked at Om Bram's face and looked down. Worrying about facing each other. But had noticed the fine hairs on that face. It tickled me and almost made me fall unconscious.
“Custom, Pah. Si Alya tuh,” replied Della scowled spoiled. “Kok, so I, anyway?” I followed the girl's arm. “Yes, it's obviously you, Cuy. Every time the same deket Papah, surely, deh, your behavior is strange,” timpal Della. I followed his arm back. This time he managed to escape.
Om Bram chuckles. “Papah is glad you guys look familiar and get along well. May the brotherly relationship of you two remain firmly bound forever, yes, dear Papah.”
Brotherly relations? Me and Della? So all this time it was true that Om Bram thought of me as a foster child? Kok, so? Not as a kid, dong, Om! Pleases. Lift me up as something other than that or something.
“O, yes, Lya ... “ says Om Bram moments later. “I'm sorry to have taken a photo of you made in store in my office. Because I thought, after all, you were already a part of our family. That's why I took the initiative to display it. It's okay, isn't it, Lya?”
Yeah, God! My esophagus feels choked. I've been considered an Om Bram family. Being his adopted son. Is there no other chance to be more than a child, Om?
“Lya ... “ call Om Bram.
“Eh, yes, Om. Nothing, kok,” I replied at last. “I even seneng have a new family here.”
“Truly you are seneng, Cuy?” ask Della to interrupt. “That's it, I'm so smug. Indeed how should it be?” I looked at the girl.
“Don't expect to be another, maybe?”
“You mean?” I'm stunned. Lest he know that I wish ....
“Elu be my sister, suppose. You are, after all, older than me. Only a few months apart,” said Della accompanied by her gel as usual.
Goddamnit! He can most, deh, make me hang. I'm afraid Della will say something. Memorized, her mouth was ‘ngember’.
...CONNECT ...
