BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 56

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 56...

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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.

"I know, you're still mad, right?" Om Bram's voice is back. "But don't be like a kid, dong, honey. Speak .... "

A kid? He's the one who behaves boy! At times like today, we are still pretending. But honestly, the hook and caress were .. I like. It was as if he was feeling a sake cradle that paralyzed memory. Again, dong, Om!

"Alya .... "

"Oh!" Imaintained my pouting.

"Speak, Honey. Don't torture me with your silence."

'You think I've been tormented all this time, Bram? I suffer, you know!' my screams. Want kejer taste. But again he defended me from behind. Duh, so do not focus want to survive.

"Do you know, honey? Actually ... I would love to be in a moment like this with you? You think I don't hope? Especially with a girl as beautiful as you," said Bram rubbing my shoulders so gently. Until I realized, I was also closed. "Because I too ... love you, Alya!"

"Lied!" my screams suddenly while turning around. "You're the biggest liar I've ever met, Bram!"

Om Bram was surprised. He looked at me sharply. He asked, "Alya, what do you mean?"

"Will you continue your drama, Bram? Your acting sucks!" I said, holding my thumbs upside down.

"What do you mean, honey? What drama?"

"You think I don't know how you've been doing all this time? Honestly, Bram! If you've never loved me, don't give me hope! Just cut your game. I hate you, Bram!" I was no longer able to hold back my emotions. I hit his chest repeatedly, but the man was silent. Letting me vent my anger until I am satisfied. "I hate you, Braaammm .... "

My crying immediately exploded. Dropped my hug on his warm deck. "I hate you, Bram. I hate .... "

Bram rubbed my back.

"Cry, if it can calm you down, honey," she said, gluing her hug. "Or if you want .. hit me again. Slap it! The claws! Bite down!"

"Send, Bram! I don't want to. I just hate youuu ... Huuu huu."

"Yes, already. Calm down, yeah."

Is correct. I really need some calm. In his arms, I felt peace.

After my crying subsided, Om Bram asked, "What's the matter? Say."

Sometimes sobbing, I was forced to answer, "You're the one who should speak honestly, Bram. You never loved me, did you?"

"Who said? I love you so much, baby. Really am. How can you think like that?" Bram raised my face. Look with love.

I'm shaking. "Get, Bram. You were pretending to love me, for a reason, weren't you?"

"What reason, honey? Who said I was pretending?"

I turned my face, looking at Della on the patient's bed. "Your son, Bram. Della´s. That's, isn't that why you wish I was in your family?"

"Yes, God ... Alyas. I don't know what thoughts are getting into you. I love you for no reason, baby. Love is not a compromise. Bargaining is like trading. This original taste was born just like that, when it began to know you, dear .... " Bram tried to convince me.

I smiled wryly. Staring into those brownish eyes and wanting to be sure, was still that honesty there?

"It's too naive of you to talk to me about love, Bram. While out there, there is a woman who is ready to be your companion. Still want to sweeten the word in front of me? Hhmmm, I'm not a stupid woman, Bram," I said feeling up in the wind now.

"Cassandra you mean?"

"Who else?"

"Our wedding was cancelled."

BRUK!

There was a sound of something hitting the door of the room.

"Bi Mamas?" call Om Bram.

There is no lawfulness. Except Della's heart-detecting screen kept screaming.

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"Your marriage failed, Bram?" I looked at the perlente man carefully. "I mean, didn't you get married to Aunt Cassandra?"

Bram. His eyes fixedly stared at the figure of Della who was lying weakly with an infusion and oxygen hose. "I'm thinking of my son, Lya," he replied, "you think, which parent would ever see his child fall ill like that? Should I keep getting married when Della's condition hurts?"

I'm nodding. There's a point too. It gives me the opportunity to keep approaching that guy. "Until when?" askaku. Hope Bi Mamas doesn't come first until this conversation is over.

Sounds snoring Om Bram. Riled up? Might as well. But for me, this is happy news. "Eitherway. I myself cannot think in that direction yet" replied Om Bram resignedly.

'It's better that way, Om. Just focus on me. Why drain energy for the widow to bear one's child. In front of you there is something more important, you know, ' I said in my heart. ' ... virgin ting-ting and attractive.'

I was thinking about stepping back from this competition. Prefer to be close to Della, or go away from their lives. But the door of opportunity was wide open. Who knows destiny says something else, right?

"Not thought or is there some other plan, Bram?"

"I mean Alya?" The man looked.

I smiled wryly. 'Is that how you know, Bram? What kind of adult are you? You know, why? There's another girl hoping for this, Bram!'

"Think of yourself" I said, turning my back to him. Again, wish there were burly fingers stroking this hair. Then slowly pull the shoulder, continue ....

I heard her breathing slowly. I waited while closing my eyes. Get ready to sulk spoiled once the man's attack begins to touch.

"Batkrrrr!"

Whatisit? The zombie?

I'll turn my body immediately. Bram sat on his back with his eyes closed and his mouth open.

"But!"

He's asleep instead. But there is plenty of opportunity to look at it freely. Mumpung is in front of the eyes.

With a smile of my own, I looked at his face. 'Maybe he's exhausted, ' murmured in the heart. 'Hhmmm, what a pity on you, Bram. Beautiful man without a partner. Years of living in solitude. Now comes a virgin, even you're confused. Canciaannn …. !!!'

Suddenly, I was also sleepy. It feels that if you cushion Om Bram's chest, it will be more sound. Especially in this room there are no other chairs. But .. ah, no. It can't be that cheap. Must still prioritize self-esteem as a young and independent female figure. Love does not have to deceive and randomize.

Yes, you don't have to and you can't. Along with slowly leaning this body, about to fall into the deck of Om Bram. Later ....

GECK!

The door suddenly opened. Accompanied by the appearance of a round face belonging to Bi Mamas. "Eh, sorry!" exclaimed the half-old woman inching out again.

"Bi!" call me while I rise up in pursuit. 

"Sorry, Non. I think Non Alya and Mr. Bram .... " Bi Mamas' face flushed red and clumsy, so answered outside the room.

"Why with us, Bi?" I started kepo. Bi Mamas lowered his head, then shook his head. "Why the hell, Bi?"

"Non Alya and Mr. Bram again .. Chat, right?" Bi Mamas ketar-ketir.

"Yes. Then?"

"It's okay, Non."

"If there's nothing, why did Bi Mamas come out again?"

He didn't answer. Just looking down with lips moving. I looked carefully, then asked, "Bi Mamas read the spell?"

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