BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 69

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 69...

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Finally, Om Bram chose to avoid. He asked me to calm down and/or calm down for a while. "Our conversation is not over, Alya," he said before leaving. "But I promise, next time we'll move on. Not for now."

After that, he went down. Get down the stairs slowly. It can be done in a short duration. But I don't know, maybe I wish I'd held him back, then called back, and .. ah, no. Life is not that cool, Om. Your mode I've recognized a lot.

After making sure that the busty male figure left, I secretly closed the door again. Then ….

"Iihhhh .. bebel! Sebel! Sebeeell!"

Duk! Duk! Duk!

I hit the wall of the room as slow as possible, so as not to feel pain in this hand.

Piss off!

I shouldn't have acted that way to Om Bram. After waiting so long for the right moment to ask for proof of his love, why did I waste the golden opportunity? Moreover, he had a chance to ask; 'Continue so that you believe in me, 'how do you want now, Alya?'

I should have forced him to express his true feelings. Wasn't that my biggest wish all along? So why exactly do I pretend to be tough and sell expensive?

Aahhh, annoyed!

What if Om Bram finally doubts my feelings? He was looking for another woman. Will this be my struggle all along? Broken only because of prestige. He became a loser for a lifetime.

Nay! Om Bram should still be mine. Whatever the way and the way. No matter if you have to guerrilla behind Della and Andre later. If necessary, be a hypocrite.

A hypocrite?

Ah, am I not that now? It is no different than Om Bram himself. Pretending to be tough, when in fact I'm easily fragile.

Duk! Duk! Duk!

I hit the wall of the room. I wanted to cry, but I was ashamed.

"Om Braammm .. I love you, Oommm," I sighed as I jolted down. Sitting while staring at the expanse of the room wall that was still frozen. "I love him, Lord! I want him!"

Not feeling, I sobbed myself. Lean on the room wall. Crying the fabric of a story that felt heavy. Loving someone, but having to sacrifice someone else. Why is this journey of love always winding? When will the straight and smooth road be confronted soon?

"Nl …."

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Ah, Bi Mamas's voice again. What the hell, she? Don't just be like that mode. There's Om Bram behind him.

"Non Alya, it's me, Non," Bi Mamas repeated the call.

"What's up, Bi?" I wiped my tears.

"Please open the door first, Nope."

I got up slowly and opened the door. "What's wrong?" ask me without widening the gap.

"Yes, Allah .. Non Alya abis nangis?"

"Give up" I answered lying.

"We'll just go to the police, won't we?"

"Make what?"

"Reporting a desecration case."

"Whose desecration?"

"Non Alya."

"I don't feel dino, Bi."

I cringed in wonder. "What do you mean, anyway? That's obvious dong, Bi."

Bi Mamas's face looks dirty. "Patience is yes, Non. Mostly that man is. They come when they want to be just like us. After everything was obtained, immediately stopped again. Not having a feeling. Moreover, Non Alya is still young and the future is still long. How could Mr. Bram have desecrated Non Alya, huh?"

"I'm not involved, Bi. What Aunty thought, Om Bram, why 'that's the same for me?" I began to wonder what the figure of the housekeeper was thinking.

"Not that .. Mr. Bram .. uummhhh .. This is the same as Non Alya?" He was showing something. One index finger of the right hand is inserted into the thumb and forefinger circles of the left hand. Then pulled a few times.

"But, the Auntie ngereeesss!" I said while patting the indecent demonstration on the hands of Bi Mamas. But can not resist the reviewer this smile is written on the cheek.

"Huhhh? No, no, Non?"

"Yes, end it! I am a girl! Dih, Auntie's all right!"

"Ooohhh, I'm sorry, Non. I was wrong," Bi Mamas blushed. "End. .. I was horrified below, Non Alya said it .. don't touch .. don't touch, that's how it is. I'd love to take a look, but I don't dare, Non. Afraid of being whipped is also the same Mr. Bram. He-he-he."

"Yes, ora koyok ngono jugalah," elakku felt amused to also hear Bi Mamas's words. "We just talked for a minute. That too here. At this door. Not to go into the room."

Bi Mamas looked at me deeply, then asked back, "Continue, Non Alya cried it ... why?"

I smiled bitterly. 

"It's okay, Bi. There's nothing, really. I'm fine."

My answer did not immediately make the figure of the fat-bodied old woman satisfied. He kept looking for a while, to the point that I felt uncomfortable.

"Non Alya really likes Mr Bram?" asked Bi Mamas to suddenly surprise me. "Non Alya loves Mr. Bram, right?"

"Currently, what the hell, Bi? It was talked about below. Why ask again, anyway?"

"But for me, Non Alya really hopes big with Mr. Bram," said Bi Mamas back. "Lisan could have said no, but the movements of the eyes of Non Alya can not lie, if Non Alya did like Mr. Bram."

I took my eyes off Bi Mamas's eyes. The old woman was already like a Red Magician who had the ability to unravel this heart trick. Uhh! How could one possibly guess someone just from a gesture? But I admit, this time he was right.

"Parents used to say ..." added Bi Mamas continued to say, "if a girl is silent when asked, then the answer is 'yes'."

Huhhh? Rules where is that?

"Oh, Bi Mamas knows it!" elakku tried to hide the urge to be frank. 

"As a fellow woman, I can also fathom what Non Alya feels now, Non."

"What, anyway?"

"Non Alya does love Mr. Bram and that's normal and perfectly normal. One man, one woman. Clop and legitimate. That's wrong, both fellow oranges."

"D-hi-hi." I am no longer strong enough to laugh. Just a moment ago, I just got stuck.

"What I have seen so far is the same, Non," Bi Mamas continued to joke, eh, he said. "Pak Bram is also very often I notice the same view of Non Alya—"

"Well! Really? Seriously, Bi?" Suddenly I became excited again to listen to Bi Mamas' speech. "Keep how, Bi? Continue ... continue …."

"Yes, Non. I think Mr. Bram is ... both like Non Alya."

Aahhh, time anyway? Duh, why is this heart so sudden pargoy, huh? The footprints were not felt, like hovering on the ground. Though obviously, I am not a kuntilanak. Hi-hi-hi's chat.

"Since when, Bi?" manya curious.

Bi Mamas replied, "Since Non Alya came to this house."

Oh, that means what Om Bram said was true. She honestly admitted that her liking for me had arisen ever since I decided to accept Della's invitation to stay with this family. "Uummhhh, I also fell in love with Om Bram, Bi. I don't care anymore now known to Auntie. As long as Della doesn't know."

"Oohhh .. So really Non Alya likes Mr Bram?"

"Yes, Bi. I myself do not know, how can I eat Om Bram, if I prefer to do ndakitinin Della."

"That won't happen, as long as we both hide it from Della, Alya."

Huhhh? Why did Om Bram suddenly appear. When I looked at Bi Mamas, he was just smiling.

"What's this about? You two set me up?" I asked Om Bram and Bi Mamas. Baffled.

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