BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 37

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 37...

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“Ya, already. You take care of it, Alya. Papah wants to rest first, yes, dear,” Om Bram say goodbye to Della. The smile on the man's lips became the introduction to our rest night. After peeking at Della's forehead, Om Bram rushed out of the room.

“Need I won't sleep, Cuy?”

“Ndak. I want to be alone, Del.”

“Ya, already. I also want to sleep first, yes,” said Della. “Don't forget, take the medicine before going to bed.”

“Del.”

“Hhmmm.”

“If tomorrow I can't come with you Aunt Cassandra, nothing, right?”

Della smiles. “Nothing, Lya. Take a rest at home. If necessary, tomorrow you do not go to college first, deh.”

“I don't know.”

Della took a deep breath. “Yes, it's up to you. Let me go alone, tomorrow.”

After saying goodbye, Della left the room. Now I am alone, silent in thought. I don't know what fate would be accepted.

In the shadows, next month will always be treated to a painful scene. Om Bram and Aunt Cassandra. The man of the dream fell into the arms of another woman.

I don't know how much I can withstand this pain. Or perhaps, there was one party who had to give up. Go away, out of nowhere. Be disappointed throughout the rest of the age. I .. yes, I'd better be the one to step down. Leave all the memories in this house. This includes breaking up the friendship with Della. Back to the early knitting where I came from.

I cried out to mourn. Tears in the silence of the night. No one wanted to understand, including the beast that night. He doesn't care. Enjoying every drop of blood that is sucked, without compassion for the owner who is in turmoil.

I have to go ....

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This morning I felt different. Tasteless as usual welcomes the beginning of the day, with a hot puff of a cup of coffee. For someone down there, complete with a towel that is still wet and bare chest. Ah, it's really boring now. Asa memgebu is no longer exciting. Hunting dreams from the beginning of the pull of the lung, slowly fading at the end of time.

Bram, could he be my first love? It was hard to knock out the power of this taste from his expectations. Replacing with other resources? Less likely to happen. Even if the opportunity is in sight. Andre's.

As it is today. My mind is hard to work with. This raga is empty of words. Passing an empty sigh in the eardrum. It happened until ....

"You sure you don't want to come with me, Aunt Cassandra, Cuy?" della asked after the end of the school hours. I shook my head in a doldrums. "Not feeling well?"

I looked at it for a moment. "I'm going straight home, Del. Sorry, yeah."

Della took a deep breath, shrugged her shoulders, then blew away the rest of her breathing. "Yes, already. I don't want to make it" Della said later. "You sure you can go home by yourself? I want to go straight to Papah's office. Pick up Aunt Cassandra."

"I've booked a taxi online, really, Del. Just chill. I'm fine," I said as I prepared to leave class. "I'm sorry, yeah, Del."

This time Della's attitude is more calm. Not as usual, according to the original character. 3C; Cuek, cempreng, and 'blak'.

"It's healthy, isn't it, Cuy?" Della looked at me sharply. "I want to rest" I replied shortly. Follow the girl then, "I mean, your heart."

I smiled wryly. "What does it look like, Del?"

"Over-in you're sick again."

"Ah, you could have, Del."

"It's not because I want to get married, is it?"

"What are you, anyway?" I hurriedly deflected. Worrying that Della's question will continue. "Parents themselves marry, time is a burden?"

Strange question. Is Della able to guess my attitude towards Om Bram? He often asked in that direction. Lothawat!

"What elu—"

Patted his arm. "Already, ah. Don't talk about it. I'm home now, yeah, Del. Give my regards to our new future Mamah, Aunt Cassandra."

Deliberately avoiding a fight with the girl. I'm afraid the mood will get more awkward. At once powerless to withhold this oral control from the sentence, 'I love your Papah, Del. Kauharus understands that!'

There were no conversations along the way. Stepping side by side like two estranged people. Silent and frozen decorate.

I know, Della wanted to ask more questions. To rewrite the changes that exist. It was visible from the corner of this eye, often he stole a glance.

"I'm straight home, yeah, Del. Daahh," I said, throwing a wave at the girl.

"Be careful, Cuy. If there's anything, you call me, yeah," Della asked before getting in her car. "Or gini aja, you I anterin until home. After that, I went to Papah's office to pick up Aunt Cassandra. How's it?"

"No, Del. I can go home by myself" I said, refusing. "My orders are waiting in front of the campus," I continued, opening the notification of the incoming instant message.

"But I can't let you go home by yourself, Cuy. What kind of friend am I? You're sick again." Della.

"Ndak nothing. Thank ye. I'll be fine, all right."

"Know where you'll be okay. If in the middle of the road you pass out, how about?" Della insists.

Hhmmm, that will not happen, except because of the actions of the papa. About Bram.

"Trust me, Del. That's not gonna happen."

Finally, I passed from before him. Leaving Della who was still standing beside the vehicle. Then the cry stopped, "Alya!"

I'm turning. The girl ran over, grabbed her, and held her tightly. "I'm sorry, Lya. I'm sorry," whispered Della.

"Sorry about what else, Del?" I was confused between his arms.

"Just .. I'm sorry about you, Lya." I heard the sobs from Della.

What's the matter? As long as I've known and been with her, I've never seen Della cry. Then now? Bizarrely.

"You crying?" I asked as soon as our hugs came off. "Rel .... "

The girl shook her head with a downcast face.

"Del," call me, "what's up, anyway?"

Della was silent. He was busy wiping his tears. Then I said, "Gue ... I .. ah, I can't talk now, Lya. L'm .... " Doubt he went on.

"What the hell is that about, anyway?" I'm curious. "You're hiding something from me?"

Della's back is shaking. "That's not what I meant. But .. ah, that's it."

"Del," called me affirming while staring fretfully at his eyeballs.

"Don't look at me like that! I'd rather have mewek, Lya!" della protested, shaking her hands in front of my face.

"Times, anyway?" I purposely chased her while teasing. "Come on, cry it out, Del. I liked your first cry just now."

"Yes! Iiihh ... What the hell, you?" Della rebels. "Gue calling-in Andre, huh?"

I jerked. "Make what?" Not as usual. During this time Della almost always tried to avoid the figure of the man.

"So she'll take you home."

My reflexes reacted, "Don't! Don't try! It'll just make the mood worse."

"No, Lya! Seriously, I want to ask her for help," Della insisted.

"Nothing, Del."

"You."

"Silver."

"You!"

"Snake!"

"Must!"

"Snack! Ndak!"

"Required, Lya. Got to! The kudu! Must be! Can't be!"

"Why, anyway, you maksa?"

"Why do you also refuse?"

"Why should I accept?"

"Because you have to!"

"If nolak?"

"Must."

"What to?"

"Perced compulsory!"

"Stop! I'm dizzy, Del."

"Well, right .. do you get dizzy again?"

"But not because of the headache."

"Then?"

"You're stubborn."

"That means you're sick, right?"

I snorted annoyed. "Yes, already! It's up to you. Call an ambulance too, I'll take it!"

"This is a hearse, Lya!"

"Not all of you dead bodies?"

Goddamnit! What kind of conversation is this?

Della laughed out loud.

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