BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 55

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 55...

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"Considering me, since the late Bu Widya was still with Mr. Bram, there was a maid, Non." This time the response did not take much time. Maybe this woman's brain has started to go smoothly. Mercifully.

"Certainly, since Bu Widya died, how?"

"I didn't work there yet, Non. You start to be asked to help the family of Om Bram, since half the age of Non Della."

THE PLAQUE!

"Why, Non? Any mosquitoes?" bi Mamas asked as soon as I saw me patting the jidat for the second time. I grinned. Between the pain in the forehead and the upset in the woman. The talk goes round and round, like a cement mortar machine.

"I mean, as the nearest neighbor, at least Auntie knows. Before Bibi was asked to help, as Aunt said earlier, maybe Bibi never knew or saw there was another maid. So, Bi. Understood?" I think this mouth is starting to foam.

"Why indeed? Non Alya wants to know?" He looked at me.

"Jawab only. Don't go back, Bi!" This throat feels dry.

"Must, yeah, Non?" Bi Mamas thought.

"Yes, whose name is asked, must definitely be answered, dong, Bi!" I'm getting riled up. "Auntie hungry?" many finally. Maybe after filling the stomach, chat connectivity can be smoother.

"Had eaten, Non. Risol same lemper. Non Alya hungry? From that time on food? Let me buy it up front."

'Yes, God! Strengthen the patience of your servant, Lord!' my screams in my heart. 'I still want to live longer. Moreover, my ideals, love, and college are not over.'

"I'm hungry for information, Bi. Not to eat," I said. I want to cry shock.

"Impact?"

"Information. Pake 'N' and 'F', Bi."

"good. Impformation, huh?"

"Just as for your aunt. I'm listening."

Bi Mamas took a deep breath. "Ult ... "he said he started the story. I began to absorb his words. "To my knowledge, there were indeed some servants who had worked there. One of them .. I, Non."

"Yes, I definitely know that. Just go on with the story, Bi," I said opening my ears wide. "If necessary, don't use a point, a coma, and breathe."

Bi Mamas.

"To my knowledge, there were several maids who had worked there. One of them is .. yes, I am this, Non."

"Hhmmm!"

"But never for long. Keep changing" said Bi Mamas. It must have been Della, I thought. "There was even someone who had pinjem money with me, until now has not been paid. The guy's running, Non."

"Borrow how much?" Pity also Bi Mamas.

"Load, Non."

"How much burden, anyway, Bi?"

"Ten thousand, Non."

"Oohh .... "

"Name Herliana. The widow is thirty years old. Don't have kids yet. Used to live in—"

"Tell me who's part of the Om Bram family, Bi," I said. "That ten thousand, I'll pay."

"Oh, thank you, Non." Bi Mamas smiled. Then continued to tell me, "I don't know why Mr. Bram is changing his maid. I think, the hell .... " I'm getting ready to record Bi Mamas' speech in my head. " ... I don't know why."

THE PLAQUE!

"There's another mosquito, Nope?"

I nodded while closing my eyes. Scattered teeth and clenched hands.

Bi Mamas continued, "It should be after that, I was asked to work there. Till now. It wasn't as much to stay over as the other maids."

"Why, Bi?" I pretended not to know. It must be because I'm afraid Bi Mamas might be tempted by Om Bram, right?

"I have a husband and children, Non. When Mr. Bram asks first, I give you the conditions. Can't be fully at Mr. Bram's house" Bi Mamas replied.

Oh, this time my guess was a total misnomer.

There's one thing that's still stuck. About Andre. Looks like Bi Mamas knows the young bule once.

Bi Mamas is suddenly wrong. As confused to answer.

"I ... s-I .... " Bi Mamas stammering.

At that moment, Om Bram suddenly appeared. "Hi, Alya. Bi Mamas," greet the man with full hands tote the package.

Om Bram? Huh!

I scowled bitterly.

"Alya ate?" tanyanya while giving the package to Bi Mamas. I didn't answer let alone look. Suddenly uncomfortable in this room. AC is in a living condition.

"Bi Mamas if I want to eat, I bring it for dinner," said Om Bram as he pulled over to the edge of the bed, watching Della. "Della's still asleep, Lya?"

Huh! Questions that don't need to be answered! Look at yourself, right, can you? Della is sleeping.

I'm getting sullen. Andre's words about Om Bram, back ringing. Liar men!

He glanced at me. Then asked Bi Mamas through his eye code. I don't know what Ceu Idoh's twin answers are. The woman was behind her back.

"Bi Mamas can ask for help?" Suddenly, Om Bram said.

"Yes, Sir. Is there anything I can do?"

Om Bram reached into the pocket, then gave Bi Mamas a piece of money. "Please buy cigarettes, yeah. I forgot to buy it downstairs."

A cigarette? Since when does he smoke? This is a hospital anyway. Where can smoke.

"I-iya, P-pak," replied Bi Mamas stuttering. Don't know why? Maybe they have a certain code. Could be.

"I'm coming down, Bi," I said hurriedly following Bi Mamas' steps.

"Don't, Non," stop that woman. Baffled. For a moment he looked at his master. "Let me alone."

"I also need to, Bi."

"No, Non. If Non Della why, how?"

I nodded without looking back. "Someone is waiting for this. Yuk, uh. I need some fresh air, huh."

"Alya," call Om Bram.

"Tuh, called Father, Non," said Bi Mamas.

I'm clucking. "Biarin, huh. Yuk, uh. We're going down."

"Alya Darling .." call back Om Bram.

Bi Mamas gawking. His mouth was wide open. "Darling?" muttered the woman. Look at me and Om Bram.

The man approached. A moment later, he grabbed my arm. "You're here, honey. Accompany Della."

"Abhhh ... !!!" Kutepis hand, accompanied by a frown that is increasingly becoming.

"Ssttt! Shhhhhh!" Om Bram coded Bi Mamas to leave the room immediately. The woman according.

"I'm leaving first, yes, sir."

"Bi Mamas, wait!"

"Alya!"

My steps are stuck check Om Bram. "Ohhhh!" I'm back to knock him out.

"Why are you, honey?" asked the man to turn his steps in front of me.

"Oh!" I melengos.

"Sit down, honey."

I'm still standing, looking at Della. Worried that he suddenly woke up.

"Sit down, yuk. Come .... " He grabbed me from the side.

This time I can't refuse. The touch of the burly arm directly affects blood flow and heart rate. A fraction of the energy in the body is suddenly lost.

Slowly I looked, obeying Om Bram sitting side by side in the chair.

"Well, now we're sitting comfortably. Speak out! What's up?" His voice softly injected the heart. It was like a hypnotism that destroyed complete control of my consciousness.

I sat sideways. Don't want to face him. Especially against the eyes. But suddenly, this hair felt like it was being played with. Gently stroked from behind.

...SERIATE...