BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 5

...**BUCIN...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 5...

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"O, yes, Om. I'm also happy to be Della's friend, Om," I said nervously with a still hot face.

Della gawking. "Woy! I've been going to the back!" exclaim Della wonder. I'm appalled. "Oh, sorry, Om. Uh, Del. Ouch .. uh!"

"It's why, anyway, Cuy? The persambet?" Della laughs. He pulled my arm. "Yuk, to my room!"

"Where?" I'm still not fully aware. "Upper floor. Where else?" Della took me to her bedroom.

"Oh, yes, Del." Finally feeling confused, I followed the steps of the girl to climb the stairs one by one.

This family home is also big. Luxury according to my size who used to live in the village. There are several rooms and furniture there. Clean and neatly arranged. Once swept the entire space, while looking for the figure that had made me dazed. About Bram.

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My eyes are still closed. The mind is in a dark condition. But those touches felt so gripping. Awakening the deepest despair that has been hidden. This body jolts along with groans under the dim light of the lamp. A soft hiss mixed with a powerful stomping breath similar to a growling sound. Ah, this is a dream or just a hallucination between two gripping realms.

The hairy arm suddenly twitched tightly against my neck. Pulling firmly back until powerless to break away. The hot sweep of breath tickled the tip of the earlobe, smouldering accompanied by a grated rough brewpub touching the skin of my face.

"Om ... "I refused to open my eyes. Hope all will not disappear once this petal is revealed. Maybe also in such a way, the sensation of tempest will be more and more elevated and distant. Shaking every joint of passion throughout the body. "Om Bram .... "

The man's figure did not answer. He stretched out my body and slowly rubbed this chest area. Not with his fingers, but through a thick chest of ribs with strong ribs, full of dense fine feathers.

"Om .. I ... " I almost bought these eyes, staring at the face of the drizzle moistened in sweat with its newly grown bewok. Again the fear was whispering, so as not to do the stupid thing if you do not want everything immediately gone.

"Alya .." whispered the flamboyant, dense man. So close that the grunt of his wind slapped my lips. "Alya .... "

"Om ... What does Om do?" my number is half-crowded to withstand the impact of his body weight.

"Alya .... "

"Np .... "

"Cuy! Wake, woy!"

"Om Bram?"

GECK! GECK! GECK!

The voice was getting louder. Forcing me to open my eyes as fast as lightning. "Om Bram?" This Netra was circling around looking for a figure that suddenly disappeared. Blank. It was only dim to surround it until it finally dawned on it that ....

"Alya! You're awake, right? Open the door, Cuy?" It was Della screaming outside the room.

I rubbed my eyes for a moment. Hope this vision bias returns to normal soon. "Yes, Del. I'm awake," I replied as I threw down the thick synthetic blanket that had 'scrubbed'. Goddamnit! Apparently that's what I thought were fine feathers ... About Bram.

"Open the door, Cuy!" della rang while knocking on the door.

"Yes, for a minute, Del," I replied while wearing a T-shirt without a chest brace. I don't know where last night's upwear is still installed intact. Could be .. ah, that's it. Too long thought, the 'blak' girl outside the room would get louder and call out.

"I slept well, Del. Semalem stayed until the morning. It became somewhat dizzy .. "my words reasoned.

"It hurts?" Della looked at my face. "Eye elu .... "

"Why my eyes? Panda eyes, huh?" I fumbled both eyelids.

Della giggles. "Your eyes have their belek, Cuy. Haha."

"Ih, you. Fuck up!" I quickly hunted the bathroom. It's upstairs. Just a few steps from my room and Della. Below are also there, but are usually specially used by Om Bram. Since staying in the house, never once looked at the contents of the man's sanitation room.

"Wouldn't you take a shower?" della asked as soon as I got back from the bathroom. The girl was sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Let's be a bit of a bitch, maybe?" reply potluck. "This college break, right?"

Della. Then his eyes fixed staring at the shirt I was wearing. "You don't have a daleman?"

Uh, she was watching my costume this morning. He immediately turned behind her. "Emang why?"

"Don't try to dress that way in front of my bokeh, yeah, Cuy. The danger!" he said accompanied by a distinctive frown that characterizes the girl if she was not like. Not angry, but that's how he is. The more days I get to know Della's qualities.

I smiled wryly. "Yes, Del, I get it. Om Bram, right, again out of town duty. We're just in this house. Fellow girl. Not what, anyway?"

Della speechless. While I was busy collecting the dirty clothes that were hidden in a special container.

"What do you want now?" della asked as soon as I got ready to take the container to the back room. "Wash your clothes, Del. Mumpung holidays. All of you, too, herein. Let me wash it too."

Della laughed out loud. His eyes narrowed. "Well? Soon there is Bi Mamas here. Wash your clothes and cook."

I scrunched my forehead. Think wonder. "Why should I be Mamas? Kan, it's me, Del. Let it all .... "

"Alya! I was ngajak you stay here not to ngejadin you pembokat. How about, anyway, you?" della said after her laughter subsided.

"You didn't have a maid or a housekeeper before, did you?" I'm getting curious. Big house, owner tajir, handsome ... uh, why did that last word come to mind, huh? Hhmmm ... do not have a personal employee?

Della laughed again. "Everyone who's worked in this house, I'm driving out."

"Why?"

Della sneers. "They often get caught by me. Trying to woo my bokap."

"Woo how, Del?" I'm more curious.

"Fairy my papah! Long-long ganjen and caper in front of the bokap. I don't like that at all!" della answered this time without the usual smile or laughter she was doing.

Suddenly I was jerking. Della's words just now were like a threat. Applies to all animate beings who feel 'other things' when they see the figure of Om Bram. Including ....

"Alya! Why do you dream?" Della's voice broke my daydream.

"Eh, ndak. Thought anu .. uh, meaning this laundry. From now on let me be the same saint cook, huh. The cost-paying calculations are here, Del," I said broken.

"No! You can't admit it all," said Della sounding firm. "You're my best friend. The only person I trust, other than me. What I get, you have to accept."

...SERIATE...