BUCIN (SLAVE OF LOVE)

Chapter 26

Don't eat much time, drive to Om Bram's office. In less than an hour, these footprints had reached the parking lot.

"Good afternoon, ma'am," said the security guard as soon as he passed the post. I said with a friendly smile, "Good afternoon. Is Bram sir around?"

The security guard looked at me for a moment. Budi's name is on the badge of his uniform. This guy must be another. Not his brothers Wati and Andi. "Who and from where, huh?" tanyakanya.

Hhmmm, he doesn't know who I am yet. Soon it will also bear the name 'Mistress' added the name Bramanditya. Mrs Bram. But I just realized, just came to Om Bram's office. This face is not yet familiar.

"I'm his family, Mr. Bram," I replied, looking at the atmosphere in front of the office. Who knows, the man crossed over there.

"Where's the family from, huh, Mommy? Nephew, son, sister, or .... " He did not continue his words, because from behind came the sound of a call. "Bud!" shouted another security officer. Male, young, with a whisker that grows infrequently. He's coming to us soon.

"Sir Lya, huh?" tanyanya while bowing her body. Called Arya. It is clearly marked on the chest of the uniform worn.

"Yes, I'm Alya" I replied in surprise. "It's Mas Abu, isn't it?"

"Lho, really ... The ashes? My name is Arya," she said, pointing to the inscription on the chest.

"I'm sorry, I think this Mas ... Aryan Tapestry. So, I spontaneously called 'Mas Abu'. Hehe. Sorry, yes," I said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, Ma'am. By the way, you want to see Mr Bram?"

"Yes. Uh, no. But .. ah, between yes and no, anyway." I'm rattled. The purpose of coming here was not to meet Om Bram, but Cassandra.

Arya and Budi simultaneously frowned.

"Cassandra's mom is there too, right?" I'm just asking the female love competitors.

"So morning, anyway, there was. Get in a minute, keep coming out again. Don't know where. Maybe to the EO (Event Organizer). Usually, anyway, so. It has been busy lately. Understand ... beware again so the newlyweds," said Arya accompanied by kekehannya.

"THEO? You mean WO maybe? The Wedding Organizer."

"Yes, that's kind of it. We know so."

"What true? Same who?" kepo many.

"Right, Ma'am. The exit was the same .... " Arya looked at Budi. " ... Who's the same, huh, Bud?"

Budi replied while thinking, "So, anyway, I saw .. use Mr. Bram's car. Yeah, it's probably the same Mr. Bram himself."

A DUG!

My heart was hit. So right, they're getting married.

"Sorry, Ma'am. We don't see clearly. You see, there was breakfast in the corner again," said Arya later.

I thought Della and Om Bram were just playing games. It's becoming more and more clear, I'm going to be eliminated from this competitive scene. Lose without a fight at all.

Suddenly my body felt weak. It is very interesting to hum a song from Olga Syahputra whose lyrics read ... 🎵 Crushed my heart 🎵 Broken my heart .... 🎵 I think I'm going to lose consciousness. Slowly this view dimmed, then ....

"Eh, but .... " Look around in one direction of the office parking area. "That's Mr. Bram's car!"

"Where?" arya asked while looking in the direction Budi saw. I'm doing the same thing. Cancel fainting, because of shock.

"That!" point Budi.

"Yes, too. Then they're back, dong?"

"What do you do, anyway? Duty guard, all right, don't know?" spray Budi while patting Arya's shoulder.

"Yes .. 'right, I prayed. Along with you too, "Aryan tangkis.

"Eh, yes, yes. Then who knows Ghofar, dong?" He scratched his slippery head.

SREK'S! SREK'S! SREK'S!

"Yes, already. Then I'll let you go inside. Can you?" I'm saying goodbye. Arya hurriedly replied, "Yes, go ahead, Ma'am. Please." He and Budi seemed to discuss while occasionally paying attention to me who was further away.

As usual, pass through a corridor as well as several other rooms. Then arrive at the destination. Right before entering access to Om Bram's office. I didn't go straight in. Take a quick peek at one of the special and remote tables, to make sure the target is right on target.

Goddamnit! The table is empty. Where the hell is he? Possibly crawling? Go to the toilet, say. It could be, too, she's being .. ah, no! I don't want to give up that dirty imagination. It was too rotten and fishy. Nah! Nay! I'm still virgin and never known 'bout that! Only a shit thing, isn't it?

Watch out, yeah! If I meet, I'll hit him. Ku-smack down until her pretty face is shapeless. Let Om Bram no longer recognize you. Huh, just wait!

I clenched my fists, ready to beat the girl if she showed up. Scattering teeth held in anger. Complete with snoring breath like a tatiron bull. "Wusshhh ... !!! Wusshh ... !!!"

"Sir," call one voice behind me.

Holy hooch! Who, huh? His voice is soft. Similar to telephone guard officers who like to receive customer complaints, because the pulse is often lost.

I'll turn my body immediately. Ah, he was ....

"Mom Cassandra? Hi.... how are you? Muah! Muah!" I greeted him. Kissing the left-right cheek. "Cock, is it getting pretty?"

"Mad Alya, right?" Cassandra tried to remember. I'm nodding. "That time it's been here with Della, right?" Back nod. "The Bram Family. Yeah, right?" The third time I nodded. Until this neck pain.

THE TRACK! THE TRACK!

I turned my head to the left and right, until I heard a crackling sound.

"How are you, Ma'am?" connect Cassandra while holding my finger. "Eh, fine. Uh, hehehe," I replied confusedly.

"Why is it here? Come on, we're going to the room," Cassandra asked kindly. "You want to be in Mr. Bram's room. It just so happens that I have a meeting. So, the room is empty."

"Eh, so be it," I said following the pull of his hand. Enter the Om Bram workspace.

"It's okay, isn't it, we're here?" cassandra asked as she threw her butt in the soft seat. "Alya, after all, Alya's mother is still the family of Mr. Bram. Hehe."

"Eh, yes. It's nothing, anyway. Hehehe," I replied nervously.

I'm looking around Om Bram's office. Ensure there is addition of photos adorn. Actuallyno. Still as before. The picture of Om Bram's ex-wife, Della, and myself. Thankfully, there was not yet a picture of the infuriating woman, who was in front of me at this time.

"Eh, what do you want to drink, ma'am? I'm doing it now" Cassandra said later. He's headed for Om Bram's desk. Pick up the phone, then talk to the pantry officer.

Looks like Cassandra's getting used to this room. I see it in his manner and attitude. Uh, she's Om Bram's secretary, right? It's just natural that way. Duh, my brain's starting to get stuck. Must be due to excessive jealousy.

"Sir Alya, what do you want to drink?" cassandra asked with the phone still stuck to her ear.

"Mrs Cassandra's my name?" I'm rattled. I was focused on thinking unimportant things, anyway. The woman nodded. "Coffee, Mom. But don't use citron, huh?"

Cassandra scrunched her forehead. There was a line of laughter that almost broke on that cheek, but he tried to hold it.

Hmmmm, he laughed. That means true, the case of citron and vetsin is indeed real. Not that shitty guy shit!

"Coffee with low-calorie sugar, yes. Healthy and does not cause fat accumulation in the body. Especially for us, as women," said Cassandra after putting back the phone. Sounds smart to the size of a woman who is blind about kitchen spices.

"Actually, I don't drink coffee very often. Just wanted a sweet drink today" I said. The tongue suddenly feels bitter and dry. Maybe addicted, because this morning drinking Om Bram used coffee.

"Yes, it's okay once in a while, Ma'am. Just don't consume caffeine and sugar too often." Cassandra throws a smile. Then sit back facing me.

I looked at that woman. Beautiful, clean, fresh, well groomed, and still looking young. Probably only a few years with Om Bram. It is only natural that the man likes it.

"What's wrong?" cassandra asked as soon as she found me watching her. I smiled blandly. Honestly, really, jealous. "Congratulations, yes, ma'am," I said softly.

Cassandra raised an eyebrow. "Congratulations to what?"

Hhmmm, now my smile is turning wry. Pretend you don't understand him!

"Oh, that? Hehe. Thank you, Ma'am," replied the woman. "Yes, if there are no obstacles, there are only two weeks left. Hope it's good."

Yeah, in a minute. He will be with Om Bram. It left me a deep wound. Forever.

"Mother's happy?"

Cassandra looked at me deeply. "Of course happy, Ma'am. I've been dreaming about this for a long time. Binding a promise to the man I love."

Happy for you, but pain for me!

"Mom Cassandra was sure of Mom's choice?" I'm still not satisfied with hearing his words. "That guy?" he asked to clarify.

"Yes, the man who will soon marry Mom." My voice choked. It hurts so much this esophagus.

Cassandra raised her head. His gaze swept across the entire ceiling of the room. "Bram is not the first man I know" he said after taking a deep breath. Brams? He called that name. So it's true, he and Om Bram are indeed in a relationship. "I was married before, but I failed. I have spent years trying to treat disappointment. In fact countless, how many times have I refused Bram's request to marry me. However, I still don't trust any men. Including Bram, at the time .... "

Cassandra stopped telling stories for a moment. The door of the room is knocked. Then a pantry officer, a young man, came in to take our order. A glass of water and black coffee.

"Thank you, yes, sir," Cassandra said as soon as she left the room.

Hhmmm, pretty impressive. Attitude is also that woman. Increases its list of advantages; Beautiful, clean, fresh, well-groomed, youthful, widowed, and civilized. The points that I have to finish, in order to overtake this romance competition. It's just, he won't be able to surpass me in status. She's a widow, and I'm a virgin.

"Keep how it goes, ma'am?" I can't wait to hear that girl's story.

Cassandra drank water first, then continued to tell me, "The truth of Bram loves me, gradually melted this hardness of heart. He is a good and responsible man. Maybe because we were both married, finally .. we agreed to formalize the relationship. I wish a lot to Mas Bram. May he be my companion forever."

Yeah, God! It turns out that Om Bram also struggles to get the love of Aunt Cassandra. Same as me. Now, beside jealousy, tucked in the pity that enveloped the heart, saw the constancy of this woman. Should I be able to separate them, for the sake of personal ambition? Cassandra was first present in Om Bram's life. There's nothing wrong with them. I'm the one who's crazy about being blinded by love. Still too young and easily swayed sheen of young romance.

"No problem even though the prospective companion Mother already has children?" ask me deeper. Cassandra shrugged along with her smile. "Why not? That's no excuse for not loving someone, is it? I love Mas Bram, his son. Even if it's not my own son."

"Is that?" Just like I love Della. It's just, that girl won't want a thousand throws at me!

"Of course, Ma'am," replied Cassandra, "after all, me and Mas Bram's son have been close for a long time. She was kind and thought of me as her own mother. Even good friends with my own son."

"What's? Do you have children too?" I'm aghast. Cassandra smiled amusedly. "From my first marriage. Quite different from most other kids. Because he's special."

"Special? Meanin?" I'm curious.

"My first husband, a foreigner. We married cross-country, Ma'am. Ah, nevermind. I want to talk about the past. Because the future is more important. Especially my marriage with Mas Bram," said Cassandra while rubbing her eyes that began to glaze over. "Mbak Alya himself already has a prospective companion?"

I was stunned for a moment. These lips suddenly felt faint. "Eh, I-I? A-da, anyway. Uh, be-lum. Duh!"

"Why, Mommy?" Cassandra's watching.

"A-ku .. a-kuu .. thirsty!" I immediately gulped down the drinks on the table. Cassandra smiled funny.

"Well, I see, Ma'am. White water consumption. Do not drink colored or tasted water. Good for health. It's just .... " Cassandra's voice suddenly disappeared from my eardrum.

White water? I never asked for water. Isn't that ... Cassandra's Aunt? Yeah, God! I drank the wrong way!

"Duh, I'm sorry, ma'am. I was drinking wrong" I cried as I placed the empty glass, then picked up a cup of coffee. Sipping to the last drop. Fortunately, the nails are warm.

Along with that, the door of the room was revealed. A 175-centimeter-tall male figure appeared there. That's Om Bram.

"Alya?" He looked at me in wonder. "Kok, are you here? Della's not with you?"

"Eh, Om. Hehehe," I replied with a small oddity. Clumsy and confused what to say.

Om Bram raised both eyebrows. While Aunt Cassandra was about to laugh at me, then help me answer, "Mother Alya came alone, sir. Sorry, we used this room without permission."

"Yes, forgive us, Om. Uh, hehehe." I'm back to shame.

Cassandra held back the laughter by covering her mouth. Followed by Om Bram's ticklish grin. "It's okay. Just wear. Especially when it comes to Alya. Don't you think, Lya?"

"Yes, Om. Hehe."

Om Bram took his eyes off me. The man's nose was blooming with his lips tightly closed. Not so with his breath, occasionally gushing ferociously mixed cough. Maybe he's holding back a laugh. I don't know!

Cassandra rubbed my arm. "Mad Alya."

"Yes, Mom. What's up?" I asked wrong behavior.

"Come, come with me to the toilet" asked the rival woman.

"Make what? I'm not coming in months and need to change pemer—"

"That's not what I mean, ma'am. Come on, come with me for a while to the toilet," Cassandra asked in a soft voice.

"You want what, anyway? I just want to go home," I said, beginning to feel an uncomfortable scent in the room.

"Yes, can. But .... "

"Otherwise?"

Cassandra pointed at my mouth.

"What's wrong with my lips?" I'm still confused.

She opened her mouth, grinned, and pointed at her teeth.

"My teeth?"

He's nodding. While Om Bram pretends to be indifferent. He walked towards his desk, occasionally glancing at me.

"What's with my teeth? There's lipstick, huh?" I was trying to decode what Cassandra gave me.

The woman shook her head. He approached and whispered, "Gigi Mbak Alya has his coffee grounds. Just rinse in the toilet, ma'am."

"What?!" I didn't realize I was screaming in shock. Cassandra had to retreat to keep her ears away while she was closed. "Why didn't you tell me from earlier, anyway?!"

"Already from now, Ma'am," said Cassandra still keep her eyes closed and added back away. A moment later, he scratched his ear hole while grimacing. "There's a toilet in Mr. Bram's room" he said, pointing to the toilet using his right thumb.

"Just make it, Alya. Nothing, really," said Om Bram added.

Duh, I'm ashamed. It was only fitting that the two men laughed in detention every time I ranted. This cause? It's the damn coffee grounds that make me like a stupid clown in front of them.

The interrogation plan was wrong and failed miserably! Do not know what the next step is, unless immediately lift your foot from them.

"Excuse me! I'm going home now! Sorry!"

Immediately turned around, half-running died in the room.

DUK!

"Aw!" I grimaced in pain while rubbing my forehead.

"Revelation, Mother!"

"Be careful, Lya!"

Fucking door! Why do you have to stumble at the door of everything, anyway? Is not my suffering enough today, Lord? I don't want to linger in that room. Still accompanied by the firefly's braid circling the head, I continued running and continued to run away from Om Bram's office.

**CONNECT

Sukabumi, June 11, 2020**