BUCIN (SLAVE OF LOVE)

Chapter 29

NICOLEBELL (29)

Author by: Daoed Soelaeman

My mind was fucked this morning. So many words that came out of the lecturer's mouth, none of them imprinted and embedded in the head. It is so hard to concentrate fully. All power focused on Della. Worried about his condition that has not improved. Even several times Andre's questions were ignored.

"Alya .. You just go to college as usual. As for Della, we trust her doctors and nurses" Om Bram said this morning before leaving the hospital. "I've asked Bi Mamas to keep her here."

"But Alya can't leave Della in that condition, Om," I said. "Alya still feels guilty."

"Lho, feel guilty how, honey?" Om Bram flabbergasted. I lowered my head accompanied by clear drops that began to stagnate in the eye pelukan. Then he replied, "Alya thought, if from the beginning Alya forced Della to seek treatment, maybe it would not happen like this. In addition, Alya also did not tell Om, if Della did not go to college because of illness."

Om Bram nodded for a moment. Maybe trying to understand. "It's okay, Lya. Don't think that." The man rubbed my shoulders. "We pray, may Della get well soon, yes."

I looked into those brown eyes. "Did Om feel the same way about me?"

Om Bram is stunned. Suddenly he was wrong. "I told you, I love you too, Alya baby. It's just that, for now I don't want to talk about it just yet. The problem with Sandra isn't quite right, is it?"

I shook my head while holding back the lip shakes that almost blew up the crying. "I mean Alya's not like, Om. Alya is very worried about Della's condition. Now he lies weakly in the breath of an oxygen aid, while his hands are filled with infusion needles and heart rate detectors. Alya was afraid of anything happening with Della," I said still holding on with a sharp look to the man's eyes. " ... and that's what Alya saw in Om Bram, during Della's hospital admission!"

Om Bram throws his smile. Tasteless. "What do you see, it's not like that, Alya," she replied. "I'm also very worried about Della. Especially her own son. Which papa, untouched by his heart, saw the beloved child lying weak as it is now, Lya?"

"But as long as Alya noticed from yesterday, Om looks calm."

"Do I have to panic? My responsibility is not only Della, but you, too, dear."

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Because you are also part of my family. I want you to stay calm and patient. Especially Bi Mamas. I try my best to always be calm. After all, I always communicate with the doctor who handles Della. He's Dr. Nicholas, one of my family's doctors."

Am I part of his family? As children? But he's been blatantly admitting to loving me. Then, as a lover? Ah, what kind of treatment did he give all this time. Except that 'honey' call and that kiss. I really feel like a lover who was never considered. Relationship without status. Especially with the wedding plans, will I be for Om Bram? How sorry for me!

"Doctor Nicholas? Isn't it just doctor Syarif and doctor Boyke?" I asked while remembering those names.

Om Bram suddenly floundered. "Yaaa .. I mean .. d-doctor i-it," he said trying to avoid my gaze. "The bottom line .. Whoever it is, I have many acquaintances of great and famous medical experts? B-so, Lya. Uh, hehehe."

"Nicholas Dian Sastro's ex?" I tried to test the honesty of the man.

Om Bram frowned. "You know him too?"

"Who?"

"Doctor Nicholas."

"Shed."

"Kok, you know if he's his ex .. uummhh, who was that? Diane ... Diane ... Sosros! Yeah, there he is. Dian Sosro!" om Bram said guessing.

"Dian Sastro, Om."

"Yes, I mean .. she!" Om Bram is correct. "You know him?"

"Who?"

"What you just said, Lya. Nicholas."

"Know."

"Where do you know?" Om Bram was surprised.

I turned my eyes in the other direction. Without looking into those brown eyes, I said casually, "He's playing AC-DC with Dian Sastro."

Silent. There's no sound whatsoever. In addition to grunting Om Bram breaks the silence. Somehow, how did the man's face react. To be sure, until we split up at the hospital that morning, she looked annoying. What's my fault, try? Not usually go to work without a sweet kiss on this forehead. Really strange man! It's mysterious! But it still makes me crazy.

"Hey!" greet one voice disperse the reverie. Iby, it turns out that young European blaster. Andre's. Lazy serve. What else would he do, if not to tempt me with the image of his love.

"Why are you, anyway, Lya?" tanyanya approached my seat. "From the beginning came, I see you're moody?"

I don't want to answer. It feels like with him. Previously promised to help me get Om Bram, but until now there has been no sign of doing it. Evidently, Om Bram and Aunt Cassandra will still hold a wedding.

"Yes" call Andre back. "By the way, dong. You why?"

I glanced at him coldly. He took out a blank piece of paper and a pen. Then write the name BRAM there. Andre reading.

"Are you thinking about Mr Bram? Any problem with him?" ask Andre to come back. I'm staying quiet. Don't want to answer. But re-write a word NO. "No more thinking about Mr Bram? Then what do you think, dong?" I wrote DELLA's name on that paper. "Della's? You think about Della?"

I looked at the young man. "Keep I should think of you?" Andre gasp. "Della's sick, Ndre! Hospitalized."

Andre nodded slowly, then said, "Patience, yes, Lya. May the spit be healed. Della is so."

"You mean?"

He's choked. Confused what to say, maybe. "This is the first for you, Lya."

"What do you mean, anyway?"

Andre scratched his head. "Eemmhhh, I mean .. not the first time Della worries us."

I'm more interested in what this young man says. Curious. "We? Including you too, you mean?"

Andre nodded slowly. "I-iyaa .. lah! Uh, that's it."

My eyes narrowed. "Just be clear, yes, Ndre. I feel like you're hiding something from me."

"Eh, no, Lyah. I-I .. b-usual sa-ja."

"Give it! I think you know a lot about the Om Bram family. You're on a show, aren't you?" my insistence is getting curious. Moreover, Andre looked stuttering when he answered earlier.

"Right, I don't know anything, Lya. Just know Mr. Bram at a glance."

I shakes in disbelief. "And that's what I don't trust the most" I said in a high tone. "Still remember Bi Mamas' words when you drove me a few days ago?"

"Which words?" Andre looks confused.

"Which word." I mimicked the young man's words just now with blurred lips. "Don't pretend to forget!"

"Ooohh, about the food?"

"Ooohh, about the food." I did the same thing again. I mean blow up Andre.

He grins. "Can, I told you, I took a bite out of the food Della brought. That's also I don't know if the food is Bi Mamas cuisine."

"Then where does Bi Mamas know the cuisine is often tasted you? Keep Bi Mamas until you know you?" my urge is becoming.

"Yes, I don't know. It's possible that Della told Bi Mamas the same story," Andre's getting cornered. The young man repeatedly scratched his head. There are only three meanings related to the movement, which is confused, upset, or lying. I know it once. You have read books in the library about the signs of dishonest people. One of them is like what the bule boy did. Uh, also Om Bram, you know! Hmmmm.

"Only from the capital of the story, continue to know Bi Mamas with you until the original form is like this? O, bullshit, Ndre! You're a lousy liar!" sentakku annoyed. "Originally you know, yes, Ndre. I am a girl. You know what that means?"

"Not that!" seruku.

"But, Lya. Don't be so mean, dong."

"I'm actually really fierce! What do you want anyway?"

Andre's lips twitched with teary eyes. "Y-yeah .. g-no a-pa-what. Ih, you ... L-yes."

I looked into the young man's eyes. His face turned deathly pale. "I am from a woman born with a strong gift of foreboding! Feeling, Ndre! Do you now?"

"L-yes, I-I heard!" Andre started sobbing.

"You! You men are given long sense, but are often used to lying and hunch. We know that, because we think it helps with the heart!" I kicked the table until Andre stepped back. "From that moment I know you're lying, right?"

"Yamaaaa!"

"Java!"

"Yes!"

"You're hiding something from me about Om Bram, aren't you?"

"Lya, I—"

"Java!"

"Yes! Aye! Aye!"

"Yes what?" Back to the table.

"God! Mamaaay!"

"Answer, Andre!"

"Yes, I'm lying, Lya! Please don't snap at me! I've never been treated the same way!" andre lirih.

"But answer my question first! What are you hiding?! Answer!" I hit the table until my hand hurt. That doesn't matter. Just want to know immediately and pry information from the youngster —cengeng— it.

Just know now, it turns out Andre's character is not as big as he looks. Worth it, all this time it looks a bit spoiled. Apparently Mama's son. Hhmmm! But this is actually a chance to uncover the secrets of the Om Bram family.

"From the time Mamah Della died, Della was often sickly, Lya," said Andre began the story. "Della has a heart defect. He's been hospitalized a lot."

Meaning, since Della was ten years old? What does it mean that Della and Andre have known each other since childhood?

"How did you know that Della was sick from childhood?" My voice is a little soft. After all, this bule is about to open up now.

"I asked for a tissue first," Andre said while holding back a sob.

I'm obeying. Take a tissue from the bag, then put it on the table with a loud bang.

BRACKET!

Andre surprised. He took out a sheet of tissue with trembling hands. "Duh, Yes. Don't be rude, dong. I'm a kagetan, you know?!"

"I don't care!" my jolt sent Andre a little further away. "I don't like being lied to! Because the woman was actually given CERTAINTY." Well, that last sentence is actually quoted from a book. Not my original treasury treasure of words. Hihahi. Not bad, to raise the dignity and dignity of the self, from a group of people with a mode like Andre this.

"Yes, sorry," replies Andre after mopping up his tears.

"Continue!"

"What?"

"Your story is, Andre!"

The young man took a deep breath for a moment. Then keep saying, "Eh, what were you doing?"

I glared fiercely. "Della's sick from small. How do you know all that, Andre."

Andre nodded. "Sir Bram himself told the story. Long time ago, when I found Della passed out in high school."

"You're the same school as Della? Not from small temenan?"

"No," replied Andre as he wiped the remaining puddles of tears. "I've known Della since high school. So, Della and I have known each other for a long time. In fact, I used to play at her house."

"Kok, now-now endak?"

Andre looked at. "Because there's already you, Lya," he replied softly. "When you stay there, I never come again. Except for yesterday."

"Why?"

"Della has friends of her own. That's you," said Andre back. "In addition, it secretly turned out to be Della .... "

"What's wrong with Della?" I'm getting curious about it.

Looking down, Andre replied, "Della has a crush on me, Lya."

I'm nodding. It's worth it, all this time feeling that Della does like Andre. "Keep it?"

Andre shakes.

"Why?"

He raised his face, but did not dare to look at me. "I don't feel anything about him. Just just pity. Della never had any close friends. Besides, Della's a disease."

Hhmmm, I want to punch him in the face. But try to stay calm. Little by little, Om Bram's family secrets begin to unfold. I need this young man.

"That's why Mr. Bram refrained from remarrying. She's afraid Della can't accept her mother's replacement just yet. And more worry, Mr. Bram is afraid of things that are not desirable to Della. Hence, once Della finds out she likes you, Mr. Bram tries to keep you from leaving her house. At least, there's someone who can take care of Della" Andre said.

"But Om Bram likes me too, doesn't he, Ndre?" Suddenly my chest felt tight. There is something that makes my soul want to rebel.

Andre smiled wryly. "You're the problem, I don't know. But I'm sure he's just pretending to like you, so you won't leave his son. Della."

Lordy! My throat suddenly hurt. It seems, there are thousands of small needles that hit the heart. Sick but not bleeding.

All this time I adored the perfection of that man. Physical and softness. Not a single flaw I found on the figure of a Bram. Naturally, if this heart is so infatuated.

Now, everything is turning around. Slowly I got fed up with all this. This picisan show. How could my time be spent on nonsense. It's only fitting that Om Bram has been so good. But always give biased answers when talking about our love.

Will I continue this dream hunt? While there are other figures who are actually hoping for my welcome to survive.

Della´s. She needs me.

SERIATE

Sukabumi, June 16, 2020