BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 47

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 47...

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"So, anyway, I saw .. use Mr. Bram's car. Yeah, it's probably the same Mr. Bram himself."

A DUG!

My heart was hit. So right, they're getting married.

"Sorry, Ma'am. We don't see clearly. You see, there was breakfast in the corner again," said Arya later.

I thought Della and Om Bram were just playing games. It's becoming more and more clear, I'm going to be eliminated from this competitive scene. Lose without a fight at all.

Suddenly my body felt weak. It is very interesting to hum a song from Olga Syahputra whose lyrics read ... 

🎸 Broken my heart ....

Broken my heart .... 🎸

I think I'm going to lose consciousness. Slowly this view dimmed, then ....

"Eh, but .... " Look around in one direction of the office parking area. "That's Mr. Bram's car!"

"Where?" arya asked while looking in the direction Budi saw. I'm doing the same thing. Cancel fainting, because of shock.

"That!" point Budi.

"Yes, too. Then they're back, dong?"

"What do you do, anyway? Duty guard, all right, don't know?" spray Budi while patting Arya's shoulder.

"Yes .. 'right, I prayed. Along with you too, "Aryan tangkis.

"Eh, yes, yes. Then who knows Ghofar, dong?" He scratched his slippery head.

SREK'S! SREK'S! SREK'S!

"Yes, already. Then I'll let you go inside. Can you?" I'm saying goodbye. Arya hurriedly replied, "Yes, go ahead, Ma'am. Please." He and Budi seemed to discuss while occasionally paying attention to me who was further away.

As usual, pass through a corridor as well as several other rooms. Then arrive at the destination. Right before entering access to Om Bram's office. I didn't go straight in. Take a quick peek at one of the special and remote tables, to make sure the target is right on target.

Goddamnit! The table is empty. Where the hell is he? Possibly crawling? Go to the toilet, say. It could be, too, she's being .. ah, no! I don't want to bring that dirty imagination. It was too rotten and fishy. Nay! Nay! I'm still virgin and never known 'bout that! Only a****thing, isn't it?

Watch out, yeah! If I meet, I'll hit him. Ku-smack down until her pretty face is shapeless. Let Om Bram no longer recognize you. Huh, just wait!

I clenched my fists, ready to beat the girl if she showed up. Scattering teeth held in anger. Complete with snoring breath like a tatiron bull. "Wusshhh ... !!! Wusshh ... !!!"

"Sir," call one voice behind me.

Holy hooch! Who, huh? His voice is soft. Similar to telephone guard officers who like to receive customer complaints, because the pulse is often lost.

I'll turn my body immediately. Ah, he was ....

"Mom Cassandra? Hi.... how are you? Muah! Muah!" I greeted him. Kissing the left-right cheek. "Cock, is it getting pretty?"

"Mad Alya, right?" Cassandra tried to remember. I'm nodding. "That time it's been here with Della, right?" Back nod. "The Bram Family. Yeah, right?" The third time I nodded. Until this neck pain.

THE TRACK! THE TRACK!

"How are you, Ma'am?" connect Cassandra while holding my finger. "Eh, fine. Uh, hehehe," I replied confusedly.

"Why is it here? Come on, we're going to the room," Cassandra asked kindly. "You want to be in Mr. Bram's room. It just so happens that I have a meeting. So, the room is empty."

"Eh, so be it," I said following the pull of his hand. Enter the Om Bram workspace.

"It's okay, isn't it, we're here?" cassandra asked as she threw her butt in the soft seat. "Alya, after all, Alya's mother is still the family of Mr. Bram. Hehe."

"Eh, yes. It's nothing, anyway. Hehehe," I replied nervously.

I'm looking around Om Bram's office. Ensure there is addition of photos adorn. Actuallyno. Still as before. The picture of Om Bram's ex-wife, Della, and myself. Thankfully, there was not yet a picture of the annoying woman, who was in front of me at this time.

"Eh, what do you want to drink, ma'am? I'm doing it now" Cassandra said later. He's headed for Om Bram's desk. Pick up the phone, then talk to the pantry officer.

Looks like Cassandra's getting used to this room. I see it in his manner and attitude. Uh, she's Om Bram's secretary, right? It's just natural that way. Duh, my brain's starting to get stuck. Must be due to excessive jealousy.

"Sir Alya, what do you want to drink?" cassandra asked with the phone still stuck to her ear.

"Mrs Cassandra's my name?" I'm rattled. I was focused on thinking unimportant things, anyway. The woman nodded. "Coffee, Mom. But don't use citron, huh?"

Cassandra scrunched her forehead. There was a line of laughter that almost broke on that cheek, but he tried to hold it.

Hmmmm, he laughed. That means true, the case of citron and vetsin is indeed real. Not that shitty guy shit!

"Coffee with low-calorie sugar, yes. Healthy and does not cause fat accumulation in the body. Especially for us, as women," said Cassandra after putting back the phone. Sounds smart to the size of a woman who is blind about kitchen spices.

"Actually, I don't drink coffee very often. Just wanted a sweet drink today" I said. The tongue suddenly feels bitter and dry. Maybe addicted, because this morning drinking Om Bram used coffee.

"Yes, it's okay once in a while, Ma'am. Just don't consume caffeine and sugar too often." Cassandra throws a smile. Then sit back facing me.

I looked at that woman. Beautiful, clean, fresh, well groomed, and still looking young. Probably only a few years with Om Bram. It is only natural that the man likes it.

"What's wrong?" cassandra asked as soon as she found me watching her. I smiled blandly. Honestly, really, jealous. "Congratulations, yes, ma'am," I said softly.

Cassandra raised an eyebrow. "Congratulations to what?"

Hhmmm, now my smile is turning wry. Pretend you don't understand him!

"Congratulations on Miss Cassandra's wedding plans. I heard this soon, didn't I?" I'm trying to investigate. Cassandra smiled.

"Oh, that? Hehe. Thank you, Ma'am," replied the woman. "Yes, if there are no obstacles, there are only two weeks left. Hope it's good."

Yeah, in a minute. He will be with Om Bram. It left me a deep wound. Forever.

"Mother's happy?"

Cassandra looked at me deeply. "Of course happy, Ma'am. I've been dreaming about this for a long time. Binding a promise to the man I love."

Happy for you, but pain for me!

"Mom Cassandra was sure of Mom's choice?" I'm still not satisfied with hearing his words. "That guy?" he asked to clarify.

"Yes, the man who will soon marry Mom." My voice choked. It hurts so much this esophagus.

Cassandra raised her head. His gaze swept across the entire ceiling of the room. "Bram is not the first man I know" he said after taking a deep breath.

Brams? He called that name. So it's true, he and Om Bram are indeed in a relationship.

"I was married before, but I failed. I have spent years trying to treat disappointment. In fact countless, how many times have I refused Bram's request to marry me. However, I still don't trust any men. Including Bram, at the time .... "

...SERIATE...