BUCIN (Need Love)
Section 36
...BUCINS...
...(.(.Need Love)...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 36...
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Waiting for a long time, he did not immediately enter the room as well. You son of a bitch! Hhhmmm, I pray that Om Bram will not be a match with Aunt Cassandra.
Cassandra's? That's a person's name or a telenovela title, anyway? Let's not name the highway, Casablanca. I suddenly hate that name! Pret's!
“Nothing, Sir,” replied Andre started to leave. “I want to go home.”
“Thank you, yes, already want to take a walk Alya, Andre,” said Om Bram friendly. A little tempted, I tried to glance, steal the view of the figure of Om Bram. Hhmmm, still feeling fed up, but still making kangen. “Be careful on the road, yes.”
“Iya, sir,” replied Andre instantly disappeared behind the door.
“Eumm, Della ... “ call Om Bram on his son. I was in a hurry to throw this face away. Avoiding face-to-face with the owner of the brown eyes. “Besok you college, right, Darling?”
“Iya, Pah,” replied Della accompanied by a nod. “What's the matter, Pah?”
“Tomorrow, after college, you stopped by Papah's office, huh?”
I was still reluctant to look at Om Bram, although this heart was intrigued to turn and look at his expression while talking to Della. Ah, no! Must strong. Can't be tempted, especially to make me fall back unconscious. Hot as this heart, the man will belong to another woman. Any minute. Counting the days.
“Why do you, Pah?” ask Della later.
Om Bram was silent for a moment. Maybe I was thinking. It could also be watching me who is still busy knitting curly lips.
“Antar Aunt Cassandra for wedding dress fittings. Papah has a meeting tomorrow with the office staff. Can, right?”
Dih, why talk like that in front of me? Want to make me more miserable, Bram? You're evil! Can't feel, what? Although genuine without silicone mix, my chest fill almost exploded, you know? Basic male. Everywhere is the same. Their feelings are insensitive. Selfish!
“Oh, the. Sure can, dong, Pah,” replied Della. “Sama Alya too, right, Pah?”
Huh, me? Oh, naw! Nay! Will not be willing to see the form of my pesa meggang-gang wearing a wedding dress in front of these eyes. It will only add to the deep and lasting wounds here. Don't take me, Del! Please!
“Alya?”
Hhmmm, the Bram started seducing me. Will definitely ask to accompany Della and the telenovela aunt tried on her wedding dress.
“Alya?”
I won't look. It was like seeing the face of the man named Bramanditya.
“Alya!”
“Eh, yes, Om. What's up?” I had to answer as I turned this head quickly, towards the man.
“Iya, Om .. Yes, Om .... “ Voice Della protesting. “Gue you call, Lya!”
“Oh, you called?” i'm rectifying. “Iya, what's up, Del?”
“Elu why, anyway? Nightmare?”
“My head is still hurting. It feels heavy,” I replied while kneeling the forehead. Of course accompanied by a convincing ringing.
“You need treatment, Alya?” ask Om Bram. The sound of her footsteps came closer to me.
Uh, what's it doing, anyway, to get close to me, Bram? Just smelling your perfume can make this brain cramp, you know? I still can't accept the fact that you belong to someone else.
“Do not, Om!” I half screamed.
“Why? Looks like you're sick,” said Om Bram stalling, trying to feel my forehead.
“No, Om! Alya healthy!” I said while shuffling away.
Della noticed. Wonder. Might as well.
“Ya, already. Then, drink paracetamol. In the P3K box there is still stock,” said Om Bram back. “Del, fetch the medicine, yes, dear.”
“No need, Del. Let me take it myself,” I said hurriedly down from the bed. Actually not about to take drugs, just want to stay away from the figure of Om Bram. I don't know why, I feel bad about being close to that big hairy man.
“Truly you can take it yourself, Cuy?” della asked as if she could not believe it. “Yes, I can. You're the same Om, just keep the chat.”
While continuing to stomp my head, I hastened the pace of leaving the room. Arriving outside, quietly trying to listen to the rest of their conversation. Curious as well, what kind of conversation is next. Full concentration of putting earlobes. Until finally ....
DUK!
“Aduh!” spontaneous screaming.
“Alya!” call Della from the room. I heard footsteps coming. “You fell unconscious again?”
Grimacing in pain, I said, “Endak, Del? Duh, dizzy! My head is wall.”
Goddamnit! So focused on hearing their conversation, I was not aware of the situation ahead. As a result, these headstones collided with the walls of the room. Unfortunately, after just pretending, now the dizziness is really real.
“Eatya, I said also you wait in the room. Let me take the cure. Basic ‘pig head’, hell, lu!” grumbled Della while helping me get back into the room.
“Aduh, I'm not strong way, Del. My head feels like it's going round and round,” my hissing.
“Pah, Della is not strong, nih, Nahan Alya body. Weight.”
“Let Papah alone carry Alya, Del. Here,” said Om Bram swiftly lifted my body into his sling.
Duh, God!
Crazy right!
I felt like I was being carried by a beautiful angel to a dream heaven. Please don't make your servant faint this time. Let enjoy an opportunity that may not be ‘kan again obtained. A little entertainment for love hunters in a touch of indulgence. Through the warm embrace, the burly arms of the pujaan male.
Lord, why don't you make her stand with me? Is not enough of the prayers that have been often offered to You? Look, until when do we continue to wrestle in the pounding of the breast. I wish my bones and ribs were fused together.
Lord, please slow down the time that is spinning at the moment. Make this man's move never stop. Then the longer the beauty I enjoy. Until ....
“Lya!”
“Hhmmm.”
“Elu why keep grinning?”
“Who?”
“Elu?”
Oh, apparently I'm back on the bed. Since when, huh? How, not feeling?
“Masa, anyway?”
Della frowning. “My wonder, just this time there is someone so happy abis kecedot wall.”
“Who?”
“Elu!” Della's upset. “And that makes me wonder, long you getting late, yes?”
“Telmi? What is it?”
“Think, Lya!” della's growling added. The fingers of the girl to harden were about to grip, as if to claw my face in such a way. “Haduh, if you bolu, I've gares from earlier, Lya! So upset with me!”
Ah, you don't understand, anyway. I'm like this, right, because of your papah, Del. The charm of Om Bram has poisoned every blood cell that flows in this body. You don't understand what it's like to fall in love and never be reciprocated. Pain, Del. Been very ill.
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