BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 66

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 66...

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"Of!" pekikku was surprised amazingly. The whole pulse of blood felt like it was being sucked up to fill the headroom. "Remain you .. uh, Om Bram here again?" This breath is spontaneous Monday-Thursday.

The man did not answer. The most annoying is actually looking at me for a long time, as if showing off the beauty of the retina color that is decorated with attractive lashes.

Hhmmm, she thinks I'll be tempted now? Huh, it is!

"You intend to get out of here, Alya?" tanya Om Bram with a flat and big voice.

Huh! The sexiest male voice I've ever heard in a lifetime. It is unimaginable if it is a whimper. Eh?

Goddamnit!

Instantly this brain becomes difficult to function properly. It's because of him! Now it feels all the same meaning. Falling in love, infatuation, obsessing, and lust.

"Ah, what's this Bram talking about, anyway?" Suddenly I felt helpless. The emotion that was about to explode suddenly collapsed and barely remained. "Who are you going to go, Om? Bi Mamas? Yeah, already. Tell Bi Mamas to go for a while and we—"

"What's wrong with you, Alya?" om Bram said it was like apathy to this madness of my attitude. "You want to go when Della needs your presence, do you?"

"A-I ... a-I .. ndidn't mean it, Om?" Even to tell lies, I stammered. "Om only 'times that's neting?"

"Now?"

Om Bray's eyebrows, which are like a caterpillar, are almost united to form a girl under the wrinkle of her forehead who did not understand my words just now.

"Yes. I mean ... uh, Alya .. negative thinking, Om," I said hurriedly through the habit of praying to you while alone with the Caterpillar. "Kalo Om ndak percoyo, yes .. takon bae karo Bi Mamas. Yes, right, Bi?' my question was to turn over and choose to face the housekeeper. Instead of constantly bumping into the Bram.

"W-what, Non? I am not horrified. The washing machine sounds tight, nih!" bi Mamas is a bitch. I guess, she must have been pretending and choosing not to interfere with her employer's affairs.

"Times, anyway?" tanyaku anxious to try Bi Mamas.

"What, Non? Not with me!" exclaimed the old woman without even raising her head to look at us. He was more at home watching the laundry swirling like Doraemon's bamboo propeller.

"Oh, Auntie!" rutukku annoyed.

"Alya ..." Call Om Bram. But I don't want to look.

"What?"

"I'm not polite to talk even to your back," said Om Bram sounding pretentious. He also often lies.

"Alya is more comfortable ngadep Bi Mamas, Om," I said origin answer. Instead of silence, it will be counted somseu.

Hearing my words just now, Bi Mamas immediately changed position. It was facing me, now it's behind me. Goddamnit!

"Alya .. look me in the eye, Lya," says Om Bram. His tone was slightly higher than before.

I still don't want to obey.

"Alya .. You're beating me up, aren't you?"

Yeah, God! Strengthen my heart so as not to suddenly roll back this body!

Jem!

I feel like my hand is blocked from behind. That must be Om Bram. You see, his hands first had touched the skin pores of my arm.

Uuuhhh, suddenly I get cold creeps!

Not only did I get there, but I was forced out of there. This spontaneous body staggered following Om Bram's step towards another space. Unfortunately, it was not far from that place. Hopeful heart anyway, dragged to his room Om Bram. Hi-hi's.

"Omm? What's the matter?" tanyaku wonder while looking up a little to see the eyeballs captivating look.

The turn of the man is now silent. He was standing right in front of me. Exhaled his breath until he swept this strand of hair.

"A-alya .. Don't know what this Om means?"

I took a step back to widen the distance. But Om Bram is advancing. Back off again, he's back up. Backward, backward, and beautiful .. beautiful .. once. Eh? This step can no longer be added, hit the wall behind. Especially now? There aren't. In addition to being silent and resigned to back the wall tightly.

"I'm still narrow, Om. Uh, he means ... My place is narrow," my hiss seemed to be so close to the wall.

"Biarin .. I really like the narrow," replied Om Bram did not want to lose attacking my psychology.

Holy hooch! Worried about it, when it narrows, I don't even knowingly spray. Uh, that means .. My soul's emotions are overflowing! Be present!

Jem!

Om Bram's hand jerked at the wall, fencing me not to intend to shift to the side.

"O-om B-bram i-this is k-why, s-sih?" I'm stuttering more and more. This esophagus suddenly feels narrow, even though it is not even being strangled.

The man lowered his head, leaned face to face, and deliberately clashed face to a fraction of a centimeter.

"J-don't, O-om ..." my hiss was misbehaving. But clearly, the performance of the heart is felt increasingly heavy pounding the entire chest. "J-don't, O-omm ..." I said. Though it means 'Don't be here, Om!'. The breath began to puff. "A-there's a B-bi M-mamasshhh .. uh, d-in the next room, O-om," I added almost a meaningless whisper.

"Why, Alya? Why?" tanya Om Bram slowly and the hot aroma of the man's mouth was immediately inhaled favorably filled the lung cavity. Like the oxygen supply in the middle of a stuffy drought. He drew his face closer.

"N-later B-bi M-mamasshhh .. see us again like this, Oommhh," I replied in a huff. "Well, we move—"

"I mean, why do you intend to leave here, Alya?" tanya Om Bram clarifies the sentence of his question.

Yeah, God! I thought, he asked why we should avoid any action from Bi Mamas's view.

Goddamnit! This list of shame is growing! That was also from him as the culprit. Not the others.

"Oohhh …." I sighed in embarrassment, lowering my gaze. But now even faced with a hoard of chest hairs.

Aarrggghh!

I had to close these eyes while biting my lips. Begging yourself to be strong does not immediately tear the chest of the annoying man.

"Why, Alya? No way you don't have a reason, Hhmmm?" whispered Om Bram back, now even deliberately listen to the monotonous question directly in front of the ear. Attacking one of the weakest points of a woman to obliterate the focus of sanity.

Sseerr!

I'm shivering crazy.

"A-i ... a-i …."

"Hoaseemmm!"

Suddenly the sound of Bi Mamas sneezing as loud as a TOA sticker. Welcomed from the mouth of Om Bram. Maybe because of annoyance.

"Say, Alya. Tell me honestly," the man's pinta is getting more seductive. "I know, this is one way that you can't lie to me, Lya."

Ah, true. She's clever. I'd be hard-pressed to lie if my sanity almost touched a crazy point. Like this time for example.

"I-I can't take it anymore, Bram," I said at last after strengthening myself so that these eyes were not even a inch open. "I'd rather stay away from you."

"Hmmm, why?"

"I don't want to hurt Della, Om."

"That's not your only reason, Alya," whispered Om Bram as he breathed in this warm nape that was beginning to freeze. "I know a lot about you . You think I'm stupid, Hhmmm?"

I don't want to lose, "You know, what's it for?" Want to be angry, but the rest of this energy feels like a few percent. If forced, the results will not be maximal. Except to immerse the face in front of the area there to undergo the process of 'charging' safely and comfortably. Hairy chargers. Eh?

"I don't mean I don't know, but I just want to hear straight from your pretty lips, Alya."

Yes, Tuhaaannn!

I almost fell. But the hunt was held by Om Bram's heavy hand. Quickly, he still forced me to stand tenderly and was tormented by the captivating apparition before my eyes.

"I-I'm not strong, Om," I exclaimed. "I-I can't take it anymore."

"Hold a minute, I'm not done yet, Alya."

"I'm not strong, Bram."

"Just a second. Until I'm done with you, Alya dear."

"Nhhh …."

"Hold, Alya!"

"I can't take it anymore, Braammm!"

"Just a second. Please!"

"Ohhhh!"

Brang! Breng's! A brong!

There was a noise coming from the back room. It looks like Bi Mamas is the cause. I don't know what he's doing there, because I myself am now sliding down the wall and end up squatting with gasping breaths.

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