BUCIN (Need Love)
Section 53
...BUCINS...
...(.(.Need Love)...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 53...
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Am I part of his family? As children? But he's been blatantly admitting to loving me. Then, as a lover? Ah, what kind of treatment did he give all this time. Except that 'honey' call and that kiss. I really feel like a lover who was never considered. Relationship without status. Especially with the wedding plans, will I be for Om Bram? How sorry for me!
"Doctor Nicholas? Isn't it just doctor Syarif and doctor Boyke?" I asked while remembering those names.
Om Bram suddenly floundered. "Yaaa .. I mean .. d-doctor i-it," he said trying to avoid my gaze. "The bottom line .. Whoever it is, I have many acquaintances of great and famous medical experts? B-so, Lya. Uh, hehehe."
"Nicholas Dian Sastro's ex?" I tried to test the honesty of the man.
Om Bram frowned. "You know him too?"
"Who?"
"Doctor Nicholas."
"Shed."
"Kok, you know if he's his ex .. uummhh, who was that? Diane ... Diane ... Sosros! Yeah, there he is. Dian Sosro!" om Bram said guessing.
"Dian Sastro, Om."
"Yes, I mean .. she!" Om Bram is correct. "You know him?"
"Who?"
"What you just said, Lya. Nicholas."
"Know."
"Where do you know?" Om Bram was surprised.
I turned my eyes in the other direction. Without looking into those brown eyes, I said casually, "He's playing AC-DC with Dian Sastro."
Silent. There's no sound whatsoever. In addition to grunting Om Bram breaks the silence. Somehow, how did the man's face react. To be sure, until we split up at the hospital that morning, she looked annoying. What's my fault, try? Not usually go to work without a sweet kiss on this forehead. Really strange man! It's mysterious! But it still makes me crazy.
"Hey!" greet one voice disperse the reverie. Iby, it turns out that young European blaster. Andre's. Lazy serve. What else would he do, if not to tempt me with the image of his love.
"Why are you, anyway, Lya?" tanyanya approached my seat. "From the beginning came, I see you're moody?"
I don't want to answer. It feels like with him. Previously promised to help me get Om Bram, but until now there has been no sign of doing it. Evidently, Om Bram and Aunt Cassandra will still hold a wedding.
"Yes" call Andre back. "By the way, dong. You why?"
I glanced at him coldly. He took out a blank piece of paper and a pen. Then write the name BRAM there. Andre reading.
"Are you thinking about Mr Bram? Any problem with him?" ask Andre to come back. I'm staying quiet. Don't want to answer. But re-write a word NO. "No more thinking about Mr Bram? Then what do you think, dong?" I wrote DELLA's name on that paper. "Della's? You think about Della?"
I looked at the young man. "Keep I should think of you?" Andre gasp. "Della's sick, Ndre! Hospitalized."
Andre nodded slowly, then said, "Patience, yes, Lya. May the spit be healed. Della is so."
"You mean?"
He's choked. Confused what to say, maybe. "This is the first for you, Lya."
"What do you mean, anyway?"
Andre scratched his head. "Eemmhhh, I mean .. not the first time Della worries us."
I'm more interested in what this young man says. Curious. "We? Including you too, you mean?"
Andre nodded slowly. "I-iyaa .. lah! Uh, that's it."
"Eh, no, Lyah. I-I .. b-usual sa-ja."
"Give it! I think you know a lot about the Om Bram family. You're on a show, aren't you?" my insistence is getting curious. Moreover, Andre looked stuttering when he answered earlier.
"Right, I don't know anything, Lya. Just know Mr. Bram at a glance."
I shakes in disbelief. "And that's what I don't trust the most" I said in a high tone. "Still remember Bi Mamas' words when you drove me a few days ago?"
"Which words?" Andre looks confused.
"Which word." I mimicked the young man's words just now with blurred lips. "Don't pretend to forget!"
"Ooohh, about the food?"
"Ooohh, about the food." I did the same thing again. I mean blow up Andre.
He grins. "Can, I told you, I took a bite out of the food Della brought. That's also I don't know if the food is Bi Mamas cuisine."
"Then where does Bi Mamas know the cuisine is often tasted you? Keep Bi Mamas until you know you?" my urge is becoming.
"Yes, I don't know. It's possible that Della told Bi Mamas the same story," Andre's getting cornered. The young man repeatedly scratched his head. There are only three meanings related to the movement, which is confused, upset, or lying. I know it once. You have read books in the library about the signs of dishonest people. One of them is like what the bule boy did. Uh, also Om Bram, you know! Hmmmm.
"Only from the capital of the story, continue to know Bi Mamas with you until the original form is like this? O, bullshit, Ndre! You're a lousy liar!" sentakku annoyed. "Originally you know, yes, Ndre. I am a girl. You know what that means?"
"Yes, I know. The opponent's a boy, right?"
"Not that!" seruku.
"But, Lya. Don't be so mean, dong."
"I'm actually really fierce! What do you want anyway?"
Andre's lips twitched with teary eyes. "Y-yeah .. g-no a-pa-what. Ih, you ... L-yes."
I looked into the young man's eyes. His face turned deathly pale. "I am from a woman born with a strong gift of foreboding! Feeling, Ndre! Do you now?"
"L-yes, I-I heard!" Andre started sobbing.
"You! You men are given long sense, but are often used to lying and hunch. We know that, because we think it helps with the heart!" I kicked the table until Andre stepped back. "From that moment I know you're lying, right?"
"Yamaaaa!"
"Java!"
"Yes!"
"You're hiding something from me about Om Bram, aren't you?"
"Lya, I—"
"Java!"
"Yes! Aye! Aye!"
"Yes what?" Back to the table.
"God! Mamaaay!"
"Answer, Andre!"
"Yes, I'm lying, Lya! Please don't snap at me! I've never been treated the same way!" andre lirih.
"But answer my question first! What are you hiding?! Answer!" I hit the table until my hand hurt. That doesn't matter. Just want to know immediately and pry information from the youngster —cengeng— it.
Just know now, it turns out Andre's character is not as big as he looks. Worth it, all this time it looks a bit spoiled. Apparently Mama's son. Hhmmm! But this is actually a chance to uncover the secrets of the Om Bram family.
...SERIATE...
