BUCIN (Need Love)

Section 76

...BUCINS...

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

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 76...

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The man took a deep breath. His gaze was fixed forward. Towards the empty place, a stretch of white ceramic floor shone in the light from the row of hall windows.

Andrew said, "My mother was Om Bram's first love, Lya."

"O, huh?" Suddenly I feel jealous now.

"Yes, right. My mother was the first woman Om Bram loved. But my mom made a big mistake. Mama left Om Bram and chose to fall into the arms of another man, my Papa. He's French of Spanish descent."

Oh, so because it's Andre's physical form and form now? Just deserve. He has imported blood, it turns out.

"Then, Om Bram tried to treat his heart injury by marrying Aunt Widya" said Andre again. "But destiny says something else. When my mother and Aunt Widya were both pregnant with us, me and Della, my father had a plane crash while visiting his family's home country. My mom died and my mom was depressed. Many times I was threatened not to be born into this world. Mama went crazy. Until then, when I started attending, Mama caught up with Papa to see God."

"Jeez ..." I suddenly sighed. It was hard to hear this man's story.

"You know, Om Bram has been taking care of me since I was a baby. He loved me completely and treated me well" Andre said. "However, in the eyes of Aunt Widya, my presence with Della at the time, meant something else. Aunt Widya thinks that Om Bram has not been able to completely forget his love for Mama. So willing to give up on myself to care for and raise me."

I gave him a soft tissue as soon as he saw the man's eyelids start to glaze over. Andre smiled and thanked me.

"Don't know why, maybe because I was always jealous of me or my mother, Aunt Widya. Later, he was sentenced to have cancer. Then, in order to maintain the health of Aunt Widya as well, I was entrusted by Om Bram in an orphanage. At that moment, I began to lose the figures of people who give affection. I feel lonely, alone, and I feel useless."

Andre first wiped his tears before continuing to tell the story.

"At the age of ten, Aunt Widya died. I was picked up by Om Bram from the orphanage earlier, invited to reunite with him with Della. But ... The daughter always refused and assumed that I was the cause of her mother's death."

Then still according to Andre, because he did not want to disturb the psychic Della, finally he was returned to the orphanage. But for the needs of life and the cost of education, still borne by Om Bram.

Another thing that caused Om Bram to separate Andre and Della was because from a young age, Om Bram's daughter was - apparently - diagnosed with a heart disorder. Repeated treatment or hospitalization, is not a strange thing for him. Since then, Bi Mamas began to attend to help take care of Della.

Although not living at home with the Om Bram family, Andre is still welcome to come to visit the house of the man with the status of a cool widower. As time went on and Della grew into a teenager, the girl's attitude slowly softened towards Andre. But that's how it is, not necessarily become familiar until both of them mature later in time.

Om Bram persisted in not remarrying after being left dead by Aunt Widya. It is intended that he can stay focused on taking care of Della and worry that something will happen that is not desirable if there is someone new for the girl. 

Now it is I who should think. The passionate feeling of love towards the man is so blinding. It is precisely I who suddenly turned selfish after the good for the good of Om Bram and Della was poured out. 

"Alya .. You cry?" asked Andre suddenly at the end of his life story. "Why, Lya? Don't be sad about what I've been through. I can accept, really. Even I'm happy, being able to be part of the Om Bram family even if not completely."

Yee, you ge-er. I was sad not only because I heard her story, but because of my attitude to Om Bram and Della.

I think they've been lying to me all this time. But it turns out there is a misperception due to just listening to a story from one side alone. Who else if not Bi Mama's.

I was hooked and cursed Om Bram and Della who have been so good all this time. Suddenly I hated them both. He was reluctant to pick her up when Della came home from the hospital a while ago.

"Andreee ..." I said sadly as I hugged the man's body. "I'm sad, Ndre."

"Yes, it's okay. I get it, really. My life was destined to be this way. Want 'how else." reply Andre lirih.

"It's not about you!" I said as if to release a hug. "I'm sad because I've been mean to Om Bram's family, you know!"

"O-oohh that? I thought you were ...."

"I am also concerned about you, Ndre," I said, drawing my face closer.

The man looked awkward and tried to refrain from doing the same thing as I did.

Then something unavoidable happened. Subconsciously, I had landed a warm kiss on the man's lips.

"A-alya ..." sighed the man with a trembling voice. "W-what are you doing this? K-you ... k-you kissed me?"

Then I immediately distanced this face, stretched my arms, and finally ran away from the figure of the man in the hall of the campus.

"Alya! Wait!" andre sounded calling. But I don't care. I don't want to look back or see him.

Just crazy! Suddenly --so-- - I was like seeing the shadow of Om Bram on the figure of Andre earlier. How can I hallucinate in the morning like this? I was embarrassed and confused as well, how will his perception of me.

Nay! This can't happen! Andre and I should not have any relationship. We're still friends. Because this heart that has already fallen in love with Om Bram, must immediately meet the man with a thick chest hair later. Apologize to Della.

Now either? Of course not. I need to stay in class, study, and prepare for the future. Who knows if you are playing with Om Bram. Eh?

...SERIATE...