BUCIN (Need Love)
Section 67
...BUCINS...
...(.(.Need Love)...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 67...
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Bram was just about to let me go once the noise in the back room blurred our concentration. Starting with the sound of decak, the man with the face of the brewok rushed to the place where Bi Mamas was.
The opportunity was immediately used to escape from there. Run straight up as fast as lightning and rush into the room. Lock it tight so no one can catch up. Then deliver this body to the top of the mattress with a jumping style.
Bruk!
I covered this face with a pillow. Covering both ears and expected to hear no sound of calls or knocks on the door of the room. No. gabe. I don't want that and don't expect to open it.
“Sial!” rutukku is upset that this departure plan has failed to be implemented. “Why the hell, he has to nongol continue? Why did it not take long so that I could escape comfortably and safely? Why also ...”
Ah, many times I cannot escape the influence of that one man. Wh why? Wh why? Wh why? Is it not possible for one time to twitch, heed, resist, or even fight with all his might. I really haven't been able to, Bram! Too much of this love tests the heart. So strong he locked it, not once able to escape.
I have to what now? trying to escape again? Calling someone for help? Almost half of my clothes are in a backpack, along with the phone wrapped there. If you get out of the room, worried that Om Bram will come back to hold, continue to smother. Eh?
Geck! Geck! Geck!
Tuh, right ‘kan my guess? The Brewok must be back stalking. What the hell does he want? Can't you give me a special space so I can breathe a sigh of relief from your charm, Bram?
“Non!”
That's Bi Mamas's voice. Why should he come. It should be Om Bram, dong!
“Non Alya, it's me, Non! Bi Mamas!” said the fat figure exclaiming outside the room.
It's a waste for this head and ears to be closed. The sound of the knocking and the call was still heard.
“Why do you, Bi? I'm again sprain!” I felt lazy to get up and open the door.
“This bag Non Alya!”
Ah, it turns out Bi Mamas would be kind enough to deliver the backpack to my room. So I don't have to get tired of going down and taking it down there, keep meeting Bram.
“Shortly, Bi!”
I shuffled down the bed, walked straight to the door and opened it.
“I-ni bag Non Alya ..” said Bi Mamas stuttered accompanied by eyeball movement such as pointing the side side of the outer wall.
“Why did he, Bi? A twitch? Flippancy?” my question was a little strange to observe the attitude of this Ceu Edoh twin woman.
Bi Mamas did not answer. But his eyes were pointing to the side.
“Apaan, anyway? This auntie is weird aj―”
“We have to talk right now, Alya,” said Om Bram suddenly appeared from the side of the outer wall. The place where Bi Mamas was pointing.
“Gosh!”
I was aghast and reflex was about to push back the door. But a hairy burly hand immediately stuck out holding it tight.
“Do, Bram. Leave me alone first,” my door is clear. “Please, don't you let me keep this up, Bram.”
Bi Mamas took a break once Om Bram gave him the code. Then the man began to approach me, rubbing this face gently, until I took off the push of the door leaf slowly with eyelids tightly clenched. Whatever, what does he want now. My energy is suddenly gone now.
“Now you will know. Bi Mamas already told me everything about me ‘kan, Alya?” the question is getting softer. “What can I do, now I can no longer pretend or hide from this silly drama.”
I opened my eyes. Look at that enchanting brown circle. “You want to be frank?”
Om Bram nodded with a smile so beautiful. “That's ‘kan you wanted all this time, Alya?” tanyanya while touching this chin, lifting up until my head moves more up. He brought the face closer. Slowly until his snoring breath hit the warm of these two eyelids. Fainter, I spontaneously dimmed my gaze. Do not want to see the seconds how the man's lips began to open with the position of the head tilted.
“I love you, Alya,” whispered Om Bram so sweet near this ear.
I opened my eyes and saw his face moving up there. So disappointed.
“You realize what you said that, Bram?” I'm half sure. “You are no longer under the influence of alcohol, ‘kan?”
“I don't drink!”
“But you're not drunk?”
“How can I get drunk from drinking your homemade coffee, Alya?” he said it felt crisp and unable to tickle the nerves of this laughter. “Except ... I started getting drunk because I secretly loved you.”
The seerrr!
My blood instantly filled my head.
“Gombal!”
“I no longer know you.”
“But I've never heard a bullshit dialogue like ‘gini, Bram. The outcome? I was fooled many times by your pretenses, Bram.”
“I no longer pretend.”
“And I realized, this is just a trick from you so I can't go, ‘right?”
Om Bram let go of his swab over my face. He retreated, but still looked at me softly.
“Kalo indeed you want to go, please,” the word sounds annoying. “I can't ban or tell you to go wherever you want to go, Alya. I realize, logically ... I am indeed nobody to you, ‘kan? I'm just an old man who once married and had a child and was forced to give up my own happiness for Della.”
“You lied again, Bram,” my tudding while squinting. “You think I don't know? You think I'm blind about you now? The endaakkk! I know who you were, Bram.”
“What do you mean, Honey?”
“Ndon't call me ‘Sayang’, Bram!”
“Oke, I repeat. What do you mean, Alya?”
“Do not call my name directly, Bram!”
“Keep what you want, dong?”
“Combine the two, Bram!”
“Oh, okay. Now .... what do you know about me, Alya dear?”
Well, so ‘kan more dramatic and romantic, Bram.
“Della is your son, ‘kan? But besides him, there is still another person waiting for your recognition as his papa.”
Suddenly the face of the man changed. Looks gasp and slightly paled. Maybe I didn't think I'd say something like this.
In a stammered voice, Om Bram said, “What Bi Mamas has hurt all?”
I smiled thinly. The moment of victory seemed to be coming towards me soon. Dead card he's been firmly grasped.
“Ndon't ask ‘how do I know about you,” said I act like a champion. “In fact, about your wedding with Aunt Cassandra, I already know. You all conspired to fool me!”
“You? You mean ... we―”
“You, Della, Andre, and also Bi Mamas themselves. Don't pretend to be surprised, Bram! Anyway I already know everything!”
“Alya ..”
“Do not call my name!”
“Alya Darling ..”
“Huh!” I miss judes.
...SERIATE...
