BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 32

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 32...

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"I'm sorry, Del. I'm khilaf," I said softly. Want to come closer and hug, but can't. These frozen feet are fused with the floor. Andre chose silence.

"That's it. There's nothing to be in trouble. After all, Alya walks the same way as the people we know." Om Bram looked at Andre. "I believe Alya can take care of herself. Don't you think, Lya?"

It was wrong I had to answer. I was thinking, just looking for a little refreshing. Because of the thinly-knuckled man behaved strangely.

"Yes, already. Alya goes with Om Bram and Della," I said at last. "We're not watching, Deh, Ndre."

"Eh, Yes. How, you do that, anyway? Why?" Andre protest. I shook my head confused.

"No, Lya. Just continue your show with Andre," said Om Bram, poking Della's arm secretly, as soon as the girl was about to react. "We're okay, really, Lya. Isn't that right, Della darling?"

The one given the code even added to the frown.

"Send, Om. Alya comes home with you." It's more uncomfortable to see Della's response, to stay with Andre.

"Yes" cried the young man beside me.

"Sorry, Ndre. I can't."

"But .... "

"I want to go home, Ndre. Sorry, yeah."

"No! No!" Om Bram mediates. "Alya and Andre, continue the show you two. Go ahead. Me and Della, back home."

"Mahs .... " Della looked at her papa. As if to protest, but suddenly fell silent after Om Bram blinked his eyes.

What code is that?

"Om Bram and Della why? Alya see—"

"No!" hurry Om Bram cut. "We're okay, really. Hehe. Yeah, right, Del?"

"L-yes, b-b-that's it!" Della stutters.

What's up, between them? Like hiding something. Especially since that time. As if center ....

"Please. You guys want to watch, right?" Om Bram glanced at the cinema area. Not far from where they are. "Me and Della, go home first."

"Om ... "call me. It feels a little awkward. But they don't understand what they have in mind. Om Bram and Della.

"So, we're both okay, are we both going, sir?" Andre felt a little relieved. Om Bram nodded. "Please. Walk away."

"Bah," Della whines. Om Bram looked at it for a moment. The man blinked one eye. Finally his virgin son could only frown.

"Just, don't go home too late. I hope, Alya has returned home before evening. You get it, don't you, Young man?" Look at Om Bram with Andre. "certain, Sir. I understand that" he replied enthusiastically.

"Okay, Alya. Om and Della, go home first, okay?" Om Bram pamit. "I believe Alya can take care of herself, right?" The man's left eye winked, accompanied by his smile. Mysteriously.

Oh, myGod! What code is that? It´s real. I'm sure it wasn't a hallucination.

"Del ... " call me when they both start to leave. Della turned her head for a moment, then walked following the steps of her papa. No expression whatsoever. Except, a grim look on our face. Angry him?

I can only look at them. Walk hand in hand while carrying a fairly large package of groceries. I don't know what it is.

"Yuk, Yes. We go in," take Andre as soon as Om Bram and Della have disappeared among the visitors back and forth.

"You go first, Deh, Ndre," I said still unwillingly. "Lho, why? We're gonna watch, aren't we? Indian Film. David Khan's. Excited, Lya," said Andre.

"Where are you going?"

A little hesitant to say, worried Andre would laugh. "You just buy a ticket first. I'm going to the mini market."

"Buy snacks? It's there a popcorn and soft drink seller, "pointing Andre to one place.

Confused, what to say, huh? Scroll down. Right on the bag that was used to cover the area under the stomach. Andre followed my point of view.

"You ... again dapet?" ask the young man. I'm shaking. "No. It's not. But ... I need a new one," I hesitated.

My fear of Om Bram and Della earlier, had made me not strong enough to resist urination. Fortunately, always use additional protection. So it won't seep out.

"What's new, anyway, Lya? I'm confused" insisted Andre. "You didn't mean to catch up with Mr. Bram and Della, did you?"

I snorted annoyed. "Yes, end it, Ndre. It's a woman's need."

Andre nodded. Either understand or act relented. "Yes, already. I wait or can't you?"

"Just wait here. It'll be back, okay."

"OKAY. But .... You .. really want to go there by yourself?" Andre forcing. "What needs, anyway?"

'Buy a sanitary pad, Andre! Why, the hell, you're into a lot of women's business? Or are you interested in helping me put it up? Holy hooch!' I growled in my heart. "Damn it! It could be that business will be more troublesome later."

"That's it. No need to ask too many questions. I said, too, it's women's business" I said annoyed.

"It's been, then," said Andre at last. "I'm waiting here, huh?"

I hurried to leave the young man. Walk around for a while looking for the place in question. After getting, then go into the toilet.

Finally, complete it now. Get out of there. Then ....

"Is this sorted?"

Yeah, God!

"Andre?" I'm appalled. Andre was standing right next to the toilet door. "What are you doing here?"

"Wait for you, Lya," the young man replied, accompanied by a small laugh.

"Why follow? You followed me from earlier?"

Andre laughed again. "Just want to make sure you don't get away from me, Lya."

"You're crazy, Andre!"

"I'm sorry" he smiled. "I'm worried, Lya. Seriously."

Finally, we rushed into the cinema. Andre chose a seat far behind. Both, accompanied by snacks and fresh cold drinks.

I don't know, throughout the movie, I couldn't enjoy it. Maybe because you don't like Andre's favorite movie, also the shadow of Om Bram and Della, continues to haunt. This thought is always on the house.

One thing I have noticed since Om Bram saw the presence of Andre, the middle-aged man perlente, like he did not like. Whether you do not know close, can also be Om Bram.

Of jealousy? Yeah, God! It's beautiful that word. Thin Brewok is jealous of me. The meaning is there is a gap to go forward a few steps so that this dream is achieved. Along with ....

"Eh, Ndre," I was shocked. Jemari Andre suddenly touched this arm.

The young man smiled among the dimness. "Lya ... " call her slowly. Almost like a whisper, accompanied by a swipe down my arm.

"What's wrong?" I shook Andre's hand. The young man did not give up. He drew his face closer, then said, "I love you, Lya."

"Focus to the screen, Ndre. Your idol is in action" I said, pointing at the screen.

"I don't like the movie. I'd rather see you," replied Andre getting closer. His breath hit my face for a moment. "I'm really crazy about you, Lya. I want you to be my lover."

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