BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 38

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 38...

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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.

"Why laugh now? You were crying," I said in surprise. "It's funny, Lya. Hahaha," replied Della still accompanied by her special ripple.

"Hhhhhhh."

"Udah. Just accept it, deh. You won't win my debate" exclaimed the girl. "The one who was waiting for me came."

"Who?"

"Andre. Londo jomlo!"

I turned the body. Looking for the person Della was looking at. Sure enough, Andre was walking towards our place.

"Andre?"

The young man waved from a distance.

"When did you call him, Del?" many wonder. Della. "Eh, earlier. Yeah, that was .. when we walked out of class."

"You ... send a message to him?"

Della's been wrong. "Yes, what's wrong?"

My forehead wrinkled. "So you kept her contact number too?"

"He's, right, our campus classmate. Is that wrong if I save his cell phone number? Including Alex's number. Strange for you?" kilah Della does not want to lose.

Nay! It's not a matter of that, but I think that Della and Andre have been communicating a lot. Don't you think Della hates that young man? What's the matter? Mystery increases.

"Hi" said Andre as soon as he arrived near us. "What's this?"

I'm glaring. "What do you think?"

"Don't know. What's up, anyway?" Andre scratched his head.

"Anterin Alya's coming home" Della said.

"Now?" ask the young man beak bule back.

"When else?" della's jolt started to get fierce.

"Why not together? Usually the same you, Del."

"Gue has a need for laen."

"Well, that too. Usually everything is always the two of you doing together," said Andre. "What's up, anyway? You're marahan, huh?"

Della glares fiercely. "Don't ask too many questions. Do you want Alya to come home?"

"Don't, ah, Del. I was traumatized riding on the bike for him. Yesterday I was sick, because of him," I objected.

Della replies, "You're both on online public transport, Lya."

"Geez!"

"Why else, anyway?"

I looked out of the parking area of the campus. "My man is waiting for you."

"You both hunt there, go home!" della's voice was deafening. His true nature comes out. "You, right, Ndre?"

Andre smiles. "With my pleasure."

"Del," call me.

"Udah, there go!"

Free protest. Won't win. The girl is stubborn.

I had to obey, even though my heart was riled up. Accompanied by threats to Andre, rushed to leave Della's figure, "Awas, yes, if the incident happened to repeat itself."

"What happened, Lya? Which time to the toilet?" ask Andre.

"Openkaaannn!"

"Continue?"

"You, ah!"

I immediately approached a vehicle parked in front of the campus gate. " ... with Ms Alya, huh?" ask driver.

"Rubber. Sorry, Mister. Long wait?" I got into the vehicle in the back seat, followed by Andre. "Not really, Ma'am" the driver replied with a friendly smile. "According to the destination address, isn't it, Ma'am?"

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, we're leaving, yeah."

"City .... "

I got Andre sitting next to me. "What?"

The young man was silent for a moment. Then he said, "I'm sorry about yesterday."

"Which one?" I just stared ahead. It was not easy to look at Andre's blue eyes. "Everything" replied Andre.

"Hhhhhhh."

"Della and I planned it. Our meeting with Mr. Bram in the shopping center yesterday was not a coincidence" Andre said.

"You and Della communicate a lot, don't you?" my search. Andre did not answer. "I think, all this time Della really didn't want to deket you."

"Just yesterday he called me. That's also related to your surprise plan, Lya."

"Is that?" I don't believe it yet.

"Yes." Yeah."

I took a deep breath. "I smell another scent among you."

"You mean, Lya?" Andre was surprised.

"You have a special relationship?"

"No. We're just friends. Yeah, just a friend."

"Hhhhhhh."

Andre shifted his seat, approaching me. "You have other feelings for Mr Bram, Lya?"

Scroll the young man for a moment, accompanied by a wry smile. "Only children and parents. Om Bram already thinks of me as his own son. So do I."

Andre shakes. "No. There's something else you're hiding, Lya."

"What other things?" I laughed to myself. My chest started to rumble. So he still refuses to fight with her.

After a long silence, Andre replied, "You have a crush on Mr. Bram."

"Haha." I laughed with stiff lips. Long chuckled until the driver's eyes occasionally peeked at me through the front mirror.

"Will you continue with your laugh?" asked Andre after a long wait for my gel to subside. "Your acting sucks, Lya. Your laughing voice doesn't describe cuteness. It's like covering up the darkness."

"Sokay know you!" I hurriedly responded to Andre's words earlier.

"It's up to you to answer what, but I feel .. You do like Mr. Bram, don't you?" Andre started attacking me.

Well, suddenly it's hot. Sultry. "Sir, the AC can be colder?" my door to the driver.

"This is already the coldest level, Ma'am," replied the driver.

"But it's still hot like this, huh? Maybe the freon's in trouble?" I flick my hands in front of my face.

"This is a new car, ma'am." The driver smiled behind his wheel. Sometimes he looks at me through the front mirror.

"Oh, so? But .... "

"Still willing to keep pretending and divert this conversation, Alya?" cut Andre did not pay attention to my attitude from earlier.

Scroll him for a moment. "Well, what are you talking about, Ndre? Gajebo, uh."

"It's not the AC that's in trouble, Lya. But it was your face that suddenly turned red," Andre kept looking at me. The driver chuckled behind the wheel. "Honestly, deh. Right, don't you love Della's papa?"

"I don't want to talk about this. Sorry," I replied, bowing my head. Because of Andre, the matter has now hit again.

Andre nodded. "Now I'm starting to understand you, Lya. I get it."

"No one, Ndre. Nothing you know about me. You don't understand that. You're just guessing, aren't you?" I shook my head back. Trying to deny anything that began to be immersed by Andre.

"Hhmmm," the young man cleared his throat.

The speed of the vehicle stopped, right in front of the high turnstile of a large house.

"Thank you, yes, sir," I said, giving the driver some money. "Well, Mommy. Very much indeed. This is an advantage" said the man behind the wheel.

I smile. "It's okay, sir. Just take it all."

"Thank you, Ma'am," said the driver. Before leaving, he called out behind the wheel. "May what Mbak aspires to be, come true, Ma'am."

I smile. Haru's.

'Amijin.'

Andre stood beside me, glancing at the lyrics. "Yes, I'm leaving again, yeah."

"Where are you going, Ndre?"

"To campus. My bike, right, is still there."

"Ndak nemenin me first?"

Andre looked around the house. "Sir Bram and Della aren't home, are they?" I'm nodding. "I'm afraid there's a demon between us."

I pat the young man's arm. He cited our chatter in the cinema yesterday. "It could be you, Ndre."

"Kan, you're the one who taught."

I just smiled wryly.

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