BUCIN (SLAVE OF LOVE)

Chapter 18

Om Bram and Della approached us. While I was still standing, unable to move. Shaking cold sweat.

"Om .. "my broom slowly as the man approached. "Della .... "

Bram looked at me sharply. A small grin thrust out momentarily on his lips. "Alya," said the flamboyant figure coldly. "What are you doing here?"

Ah, it feels like my body is shaking more and more. Shocks struck at the base of the right arm. Repetitively. "Alya," Andre said as he patted the shoulder several times. I'm turning. Instantly conscious, the clap was apparently the cause of the shakes.

"What, Ndre?" I'm in shock. "Sir Bram is you" replied the young man. I looked up in surprise, then asked, "What's the matter?"

Andre shook his head, continuing to pat himself on the forehead. Without being asked, he had to answer Om Bram's question himself, "Sorry, sir. I took Alya's way, without Father's permission."

"I don't ask you, Young Man," replied Om Bram coldly.

Andre gasp. "Oh, yeah, yeah? Once again .. I'm sorry." Bram snorted loudly.

"That's what happened to Alya?" This time Della asked.

"That's what I can answer, right?" Andre hesitates. Della snorted, directly spraying ferociously, "Well, that's it. Which I ask, you! Not Alya!"

Andre. Bummer. "Yes, I'm the one who skipped. Just eat watching. It's okay, isn't it, Del?"

Della instead looked at me and Andre, with curly lips.

"Rel ... Om ... sorry Alya. It's totally unplanned, really. Really. The oath!" I said chimed in. "It was just Alya .... "

"This is what Andre's called, isn't it, Lya?" Om Bram cut speech. I nodded slowly.

The fluffy brown eyes looked at Andre from the bottom to the ends of the hair.

"O, yes. Until I forget, sir." Andre reached out his palm to Om Bram. "Include me, I'm Andre. Alya's college friend."

"I know."

"Know where, sir? We've never met, have we?"

"I only know your name, Young Man. Alya once told me," replied Om Bram flatly. Andre gawking. "O, huh?" He glanced at me for a moment. "Kok, Alya never told me if I had been told the same father?"

"What good is Alya's story about you to my boke?" sela Della fierce. "Don't caper, deh, you!"

Andre scratched his head. "Eh, yeah, yeah?"

"Geer you!"

"Del, I'm sorry." I look at Della with regret. "It's completely out of our plans. I thought .. You and Om weren't home. Suddenly, Andre took me outside. I had no choice but to go for a walk and find some entertainment. It's not wrong, is it?"

Bram and Della look at each other. "You're an adult, Lya. Free to wherever you like," said Om Bram sage. Then Della said, "But at least you can tell me, if you want to go anywhere, Lya. Especially her!" show the girl to Andre.

"Del," Om Bram reminded. He rubbed his daughter's shoulder. Della says, "No, Pah. Della has said to Alya, if Della does not like Alya deket-deket same Andre."

"Della, honey." Om Bram poking. The girl snorted annoyedly.

"I'm sorry, Del. I'm khilaf," I said softly. Want to come closer and hug, but can't. These frozen feet are fused with the floor. Andre chose silence.

"That's it. There's nothing to be in trouble. After all, Alya walks the same way as the people we know." Om Bram looked at Andre. "I believe Alya can take care of herself. Don't you think, Lya?"

It was wrong I had to answer. I was thinking, just looking for a little refreshing. Because of the thinly-knuckled man behaved strangely.

"Yes, already. Alya goes with Om Bram and Della," I said at last. "We're not watching, Deh, Ndre."

"Eh, Yes. How, you do that, anyway? Why?" Andre protest. I shook my head confused.

"No, Lya. Just continue your show with Andre," said Om Bram, poking Della's arm secretly, as soon as the girl was about to react. "We're okay, really, Lya. Isn't that right, Della darling?"

The one given the code even added to the frown.

"Send, Om. Alya comes home with you." It's more uncomfortable to see Della's response, to stay with Andre.

"Yes" cried the young man beside me.

"Sorry, Ndre. I can't."

"But .... "

"I want to go home, Ndre. Sorry, yeah."

"No! No!" Om Bram mediates. "Alya and Andre, continue the show you two. Go ahead. Me and Della, back home."

"Mahs .... " Della looked at her papa. As if to protest, but suddenly fell silent after Om Bram blinked his eyes.

What code is that?

"Om Bram and Della why? Alya see—"

"No!" hurry Om Bram cut. "We're okay, really. Hehe. Yeah, right, Del?"

"L-yes, b-b-that's it!" Della stutters.

What's up, between them? Like hiding something. Especially since that time. As if center ....

"Please. You guys want to watch, right?" Om Bram glanced at the cinema area. Not far from where they are. "Me and Della, go home first."

"Om ... "call me. It feels a little awkward. But they don't understand what they have in mind. Om Bram and Della.

"So, we're both okay, are we both going, sir?" Andre felt a little relieved. Om Bram nodded. "Please. Walk away."

"Bah," Della whines. Om Bram looked at it for a moment. The man blinked one eye. Finally his virgin son could only frown.

"Just, don't go home too late. I hope, Alya has returned home before evening. You get it, don't you, Young man?" Look at Om Bram with Andre. "certain, Sir. I understand that" he replied enthusiastically.

"Okay, Alya. Om and Della, go home first, okay?" Om Bram pamit. "I believe Alya can take care of herself, right?" The man's left eye winked, accompanied by his smile. Mysteriously.

Oh, myGod! What code is that? It´s real. I'm sure it wasn't a hallucination.

"Del ... " call me when they both start to leave. Della turned her head for a moment, then walked following the steps of her papa. No expression whatsoever. Except, a grim look on our face. Angry him?

I can only look at them. Walk hand in hand while carrying a fairly large package of groceries. I don't know what it is.

"Yuk, Yes. We go in," take Andre as soon as Om Bram and Della have disappeared among the visitors back and forth.

"You go first, Deh, Ndre," I said still unwillingly. "Lho, why? We're gonna watch, aren't we? Indian Film. David Khan's. Excited, Lya," said Andre.

"I need a minute."

"Where are you going?"

A little hesitant to say, worried Andre would laugh. "You just buy a ticket first. I'm going to the mini market."

"Buy snacks? It's there a popcorn and soft drink seller, "pointing Andre to one place.

Confused, what to say, huh? Scroll down. Right on the bag that was used to cover the area under the stomach. Andre followed my point of view.

"You ... again dapet?" ask the young man. I'm shaking. "No. It's not. But ... I need a new one," I hesitated.

My fear of Om Bram and Della earlier, had made me not strong enough to resist urination. Fortunately, always use additional protection. So it won't seep out.

"What's new, anyway, Lya? I'm confused" insisted Andre. "You didn't mean to catch up with Mr. Bram and Della, did you?"

I snorted annoyed. "Yes, end it, Ndre. It's a woman's need."

Andre nodded. Either understand or act relented. "Yes, already. I wait or can't you?"

"Just wait here. It'll be back, okay."

"OKAY. But .... You .. really want to go there by yourself?" Andre forcing. "What needs, anyway?"

'Buy a sanitary pad, Andre! Why, the hell, you're into a lot of women's business? Or are you interested in helping me put it up? Holy hooch!' I growled in my heart. "Damn it! It could be that business will be more troublesome later."

"That's it. No need to ask too many questions. I said, too, it's women's business" I said annoyed.

"It's been, then," said Andre at last. "I'm waiting here, huh?"

I hurried to leave the young man. Walk around for a while looking for the place in question. After getting, then go into the toilet.

Finally, complete it now. Get out of there. Then ....

"Is this sorted?"

Yeah, God!

"Wait for you, Lya," the young man replied, accompanied by a small laugh.

"Why follow? You followed me from earlier?"

Andre laughed again. "Just want to make sure you don't get away from me, Lya."

"You're crazy, Andre!"

"I'm sorry" he smiled. "I'm worried, Lya. Seriously."

Finally, we rushed into the cinema. Andre chose a seat far behind. Both, accompanied by snacks and fresh cold drinks.

I don't know, throughout the movie, I couldn't enjoy it. Maybe because you don't like Andre's favorite movie, also the shadow of Om Bram and Della, continues to haunt. This thought is always on the house.

One thing I have noticed since Om Bram saw the presence of Andre, the middle-aged man perlente, like he did not like. Whether you do not know close, can also be Om Bram.

Of jealousy? Yeah, God! It's beautiful that word. Thin Brewok is jealous of me. The meaning is there is a gap to go forward a few steps so that this dream is achieved. Along with ....

"Eh, Ndre," I was shocked. Jemari Andre suddenly touched this arm.

The young man smiled among the dimness. "Lya ... " call her slowly. Almost like a whisper, accompanied by a swipe down my arm.

"What's wrong?" I shook Andre's hand. The young man did not give up. He drew his face closer, then said, "I love you, Lya."

"Focus to the screen, Ndre. Your idol is in action" I said, pointing at the screen.

"I don't like the movie. I'd rather see you," replied Andre getting closer. His breath hit my face for a moment. "I'm really crazy about you, Lya. I want you to be my lover."

I pushed his body. "I don't want to talk about it, Ndre. Remember ... we're in a dark room."

"Then?"

"I know, if there are different kinds of people in one dark room, then the other is a demon." Suddenly I felt like a spiritual figure on television.

"Ehem! Ehem!" There was some darkness all around us. The audience next to me was elbowing. Also the one in front, simultaneously looked unfriendly.

Duh, so not feeling good. "Sorry, Mas-Mbak. I mean not you guys."

Andre apologized. Then poked me and said, "Be careful when you talk, Lya."

"Yes, sorry. I slipped," I said again pushing Andre's face. "Part of your hand keeps turning, anyway, Ndre. You think I'm laundry, pake remes-remes so."

"Sorry, Lya. Let it be more romantic. I think—"

"Romantic what? Watch an exen movie, really, are you gerepean? Don't fuck around, huh, Ndre!" Unaware of my voice.

Instantly there was a tone of protest here and there. "Woy! It's noisy!"

"Yes, sorry, Bro!" Andre apologized.

Yeah, God! Why is it like this? I wish I could disguise such desperate conditions, reality like this. Suddenly a clown in the dark.

"I'm home!" I got up from sitting.

"Yes." Andre holds. "Wait!"

"Let me go home to Om Bram, or you accompany me now back to Della's house!" I don't care. A few eyes looked at me, annoyed.

"Just the same, Lya," Andre chimed in.

"Now!"

"Okay, we're home!"

"Now, Andre!"

"Yes, I'm taking you now."

"But your eyes are still focused on the screen!"

Andre's risen. "Come, go home."

We also immediately walked. Passing through a row of spectators who were disturbed by the behavior of me and Andre.

There were some voices complaining, swearing, and swearing, "You look around, Satan!" Apparently several times we step on their feet. "Sorry! It's dark, Bro!" exclaim Andre while calling out.

I accelerated, as soon as I got out of the movie theater. I want to get home soon and meet Om Bram and Della. Today too, all must complete what is stuck in the heart.

"Wait, Alya," Andre held back my steps. "We bought martabak for Mr. Bram and Della, yes. Or if you want, seblak at the end there is good too, you know."

I looked into the young man's eyes. "No need to fuck around, huh, Ndre. Take me home right now!"

"I only offer—"

"Andre!"

"Okay, we're going home now."

Andre gave me a helmet. Help put it on, then get ready to go. "Handle, Lya," the young man said as soon as the two-wheeler began to go.

This time the journey home was quickly. Andre drives his bike like a car. I had to hold her tight, hugging her body.

"It's over, Lya. Come down" cried Andre as soon as the speed of the motor stopped. I refuse to come down. This leg is still shaking accompanied by the rumbling of a nauseous stomach. "Lya .. has arrived."

"I'm dizzy, Ndre," lamented still tightly hugging Andre's back.

"Why? You sick?" ask the young man on the bike. I said, "You brought the bike like a demon. I think I'm .. trance. Hoeeekk!"

Almost stir-fried chickpeas this afternoon scattered back outside. But I can still hold it.

"Defend, Lya. I'm helping you get inside the house, yeah." Slowly Andre got down, then helped me down the vehicle. Walking into the house guided by the young man.

"You know Om Bram's house?" I wonder among the dizziness that hit. Andre grinned. "of course. Before I knew you, I knew about Della."

"Ooh."

The day began to crawl. While the house is in dark condition. There was no light. Where are Om Bram and Della?

"Sir Bram isn't home?" Andre probing. "Ndon't know, Ndre. But ... The house is unlocked" I replied as soon as I turned the door handle and pulled it out. "No way they haven't come home yet. Isn't it the first day?"

"Try your phone, Lya. Who knows they're still out there."

"My HP is lowbat, Ndre. Just try using your phone."

"No pulse, yes."

I'm glaring. "Pake Whatsapp, right, can."

"My city is over."

Yeah, God! What kind of a man is Andre. Invite me to eat and watch a movie, but take care of my own HP, really, chuckle.

"Yes, already. Just take me to the couch. I'm still dizzy." Andre carried me to the living room, then laid me down on the chair. "Enough, just here, Ndre. Thank you, yeah."

"I'm with you until Mr. Bram and Della come, huh, Lya?" Andre looked around the pitch-black room. "I tried to turn on the lights first."

"Ndre, I'm scared." I'm banning Andre's wristband. Interestingly it approached. "Don't stay with me."

"City .... " Andre was interested until he fell right on me. For a moment, we were silent in the air. "Yes, I'm .. ah!"

"Now!"

Simultaneously, suddenly the lights in the room lit up brightly. Andre and I gasped. Bummer. Not far away, standing Om Bram and Della, staring at us in shock.

Immediately I pushed Andre's body away. Then he got up, stood up, and rushed towards the two of them. "Of Bram! Della!"

The two figures stared intently. The glint of their eyes was so frightening. Getting angry? I don't know.

SERIATE

Sukabumi, June 1, 2020