BUCIN (SLAVE OF LOVE)

Chapter 30

Today I came to see Della early, before Om Bram came. Usually he will appear before evening, after completing work at the office. Once inside the treatment room, it appears Bi Mamas has just finished carrying out his religious obligations. I almost screamed. As soon as he opened the door, the middle-aged woman's face was welcoming.

"S-seett .. bye!"

"What's up, Non?" tanya Bi Mamas was still wearing her prayer clothes. I shook my head in a hurry to avoid. "E-will a-there's a-pa-what, Bi," I murmured caressing the chest. Quickly take a place on the side of Della's bed. "Yes, God .... "

"Non Alya is sick?" Bi Mamas stood at the side.

"Yes, geez! If the prayer is over, the cloth is opened why, Bi!" I said so looking.

"What's the matter, Non?" Bi Mamas gawking. Cubvu. "Yes, why-why. Just open it up, what's the trouble, anyway?" Not paying attention to Bi Mamas's face.

"Alright, Non," the woman replied according to. Not long back to asking, "Non Alya is sick?"

"Give it! Why, anyway, ask that again?"

"Non Alya's face is pale." Show Bi Mamas to my face.

'Well, that's it, Bi. How about pale? People, I was shocked to death to see Bi Mamas earlier!' rukkukku in the heart.

I don't want to answer. More want to pay attention to Della who was closed with oxygen hose in the nostrils. "Bi Mamas ate?"

"Yet, Non."

"Lho, why? Hold the money, right?"

"There was. Yesterday was still a lot," Bi Mamas replied casually.

"Continue, why haven't you eaten yet?"

"Not hungry yet, Non. Before the prayer, had snacked on risol and lemper," replied Bi Mamas innocently. I'm glaring. "Sir Bram hasn't come yet, Non?"

Again, I don't want to answer. Especially about that guy. Andre's words yesterday, still ringing in memory. About that Bram bastard! It turns out that all this time he was just using. Take a chance in my moment of tingling in love. Meanwhile, reluctant to discuss it. Della should be the main focus.

"Non."

"What, the hell, Bi?"

"Tumben Mr. Bram hasn't come yet."

I take a deep breath. "What time do you usually like to come?"

"Friday afternoon, No."

"Now what time?"

"Sore."

"So?"

"Maybe Bram's coming in the afternoon."

"Well, that's Auntie knows."

"But why hasn't it come yet, huh, Non?"

THE PLAQUE!

I pat the eel, annoyed, until hard. "Ouch!"

Momentary silence. We're speechless. I don't know what topic to talk about. Until then, "Bi .... "

"Yes, Non. What's up?"

Kulirik that woman. Round face with natural look without makeup. Similar to the character of Ceu Edoh in the soap opera Pension Thugs. "Auntie's been a long time, hasn't he known the Om Bram family?"

Bi Mamas thinks for up to five minutes. Then he replied, "Yes."

"Since when?" askaku. He's thinking again. Three minutes later, "Half the age of Non Della."

"Oohhm .... " My lips are round like a chicken 'empot. "Never worked in Om Bram's family?"

"No, Non. Kan, starting from half the age of Non Della," Bi Mamas replied after remembering his words earlier for approximately two minutes.

"Yes, I know," my murmur was a little upset waiting a long time. "I mean, earlier was there ... sorry ... a maid in the Om Bram family?"

"Considering me, since the late Bu Widya was still with Mr. Bram, there was a maid, Non." This time the response did not take much time. Maybe this woman's brain has started to go smoothly. Mercifully.

"Certainly, since Bu Widya died, how?"

"I didn't work there yet, Non. You start to be asked to help the family of Om Bram, since half the age of Non Della."

THE PLAQUE!

"Why, Non? Any mosquitoes?" bi Mamas asked as soon as I saw me patting the jidat for the second time. I grinned. Between the pain in the forehead and the upset in the woman. The speech is twirling continuously, like a cement mortar machine.

"I mean, as the nearest neighbor, at least Auntie knows. Before Bibi was asked to help, as Aunt said earlier, maybe Bibi never knew or saw there was another maid. So, Bi. Understood?" I think this mouth is starting to foam.

"Why indeed? Non Alya wants to know?" He looked at me.

"Jawab only. Don't go back, Bi!" This throat feels dry.

"Must, yeah, Non?" Bi Mamas thought.

"Yes, whose name is asked, must definitely be answered, dong, Bi!" I'm getting riled up. "Auntie hungry?" many finally. Maybe after filling the stomach, chat connectivity can be smoother.

"Had eaten, Non. Risol same lemper. Non Alya hungry? From that time on food? Let me buy it up front."

'Yes, God! Strengthen the patience of your servant, Lord!' my screams in my heart. 'I still want to live longer. Moreover, my love and college ideals are not over.'

"I'm hungry for information, Bi. Not to eat," I said. I want to cry shock.

"Impact?"

"Information. Pake 'N' and 'F', Bi."

"good. Impformation, huh?"

"Just as for your aunt. I'm listening."

Bi Mamas took a deep breath. "Ult ... "he said he started the story. I began to absorb his words. "To my knowledge, there were indeed some servants who had worked there. One of them .. I, Non."

"Yes, I definitely know that. Just go on with the story, Bi," I said opening my ears wide. "If necessary, don't use a point, a coma, and breathe."

Bi Mamas.

"To my knowledge, there were several maids who had worked there. One of them is .. yes, I am this, Non."

"Hhmmm!"

"But never for long. Keep changing" said Bi Mamas. It must have been Della, I thought. "There was even someone who had pinjem money with me, until now has not been paid. The guy's running, Non."

"Borrow how much?" Pity also Bi Mamas.

"Load, Non."

"How much burden, anyway, Bi?"

"Ten thousand, Non."

"Oohh .... "

"Name Herliana. The widow is thirty years old. Don't have kids yet. Used to live in—"

"Tell me who's part of the Om Bram family, Bi," I said. "That ten thousand, I'll pay."

"Oh, thank you, Non." Bi Mamas smiled. Then continued to tell me, "I don't know why Mr. Bram is changing his maid. I think, the hell .... " I'm getting ready to record Bi Mamas' speech in my head. " ... I don't know why."

THE PLAQUE!

"There's another mosquito, Nope?"

I nodded while closing my eyes. Scattered teeth and clenched hands.

Bi Mamas continued, "It should be after that, I was asked to work there. Till now. It wasn't as much to stay over as the other maids."

"Why, Bi?" I pretended not to know. It must be because I'm afraid Bi Mamas might be tempted by Om Bram, right?

"I have a husband and children, Non. When Mr. Bram asks first, I give you the conditions. Can't be fully at Mr. Bram's house" Bi Mamas replied.

Oh, this time my guess was a total misnomer.

There's one thing that's still stuck. About Andre. Looks like Bi Mamas knows the young bule once.

"When about Andre, how? Aunty has known him for a long time?" many finally.

"I ... s-I .... " Bi Mamas stammering.

At that moment, Om Bram suddenly appeared. "Hi, Alya. Bi Mamas," greet the man with full hands tote the package.

Om Bram? Huh!

I scowled bitterly.

"Alya ate?" tanyanya while giving the package to Bi Mamas. I didn't answer let alone look. Suddenly uncomfortable in this room. AC is in a living condition.

"Bi Mamas if I want to eat, I bring it for dinner," said Om Bram as he pulled over to the edge of the bed, watching Della. "Della's still asleep, Lya?"

Huh! Questions that don't need to be answered! Look at yourself, right, can you? Della is sleeping.

I'm getting sullen. Andre's words about Om Bram, back ringing. Liar men!

He glanced at me. Then asked Bi Mamas through his eye code. I don't know what Ceu Idoh's twin answers are. The woman was behind her back.

"Bi Mamas can ask for help?" Suddenly, Om Bram said.

"Yes, Sir. Is there anything I can do?"

Om Bram reached into the pocket, then gave Bi Mamas a piece of money. "Please buy cigarettes, yeah. I forgot to buy it downstairs."

A cigarette? Since when does he smoke? This is a hospital anyway. Where can smoke.

"I-iya, P-pak," replied Bi Mamas stuttering. Don't know why? Maybe they have a certain code. Could be.

"I'm coming down, Bi," I said hurriedly following Bi Mamas' steps.

"Don't, Non," stop that woman. Baffled. For a moment he looked at his master. "Let me alone."

"I also need to, Bi."

"No, Non. If Non Della why, how?"

I nodded without looking back. "Someone is waiting for this. Yuk, uh. I need some fresh air, huh."

"Alya," call Om Bram.

"Tuh, called Father, Non," said Bi Mamas.

I'm clucking. "Biarin, huh. Yuk, uh. We're going down."

"Alya Darling .." call back Om Bram.

Bi Mamas gawking. His mouth was wide open. "Darling?" muttered the woman. Look at me and Om Bram.

The man approached. A moment later, he grabbed my arm. "You're here, honey. Accompany Della."

"Abhhh ... !!!" Kutepis hand, accompanied by a frown that is becoming more and more.

"Ssttt! Shhhhhh!" Om Bram coded Bi Mamas to leave the room immediately. The woman according.

"I'm leaving first, yes, sir."

"Bi Mamas, wait!"

"Alya!"

My steps are stuck check Om Bram. "Ohhhh!" I'm back to knock him out.

"Why are you, honey?" asked the man to turn his steps in front of me.

"Oh!" I melengos.

"Sit down, honey."

I'm still standing, looking at Della. Worried that he suddenly woke up.

"Sit down, yuk. Please .... " He grabbed me from the side.

This time I can't refuse. The touch of the burly arm directly affects blood flow and heart rate. A fraction of the energy in the body is suddenly lost.

Slowly I looked, obeying Om Bram sitting side by side in the chair.

"Well, now we're sitting comfortably. Speak out! What's up?" His voice softly injected the heart. It was like a hypnotism that destroyed complete control of my consciousness.

I sat sideways. Don't want to face him. Especially against the eyes. But suddenly, this hair felt like it was being played with. Gently stroked from behind.

"I know, you're still mad, right?" Om Bram's voice is back. "But don't be like a kid, dong, honey. Speak .... "

A kid? He's the one who behaves boy! At times like today, we are still pretending. But honestly, the hook and caress were .. I like. It was as if he was feeling a sake cradle that paralyzed memory. Again, dong, Om!

"Alya .... "

"Oh!" Imaintained my pouting.

"Speak, Honey. Don't torture me with your silence."

'You think I've been tormented all this time, Bram? I suffer, you know!' my screams. Want kejer taste. But again he defended me from behind. Duh, so do not focus want to survive.

"Do you know, honey? Actually ... I would love to be in a moment like this with you? You think I don't hope? Especially with a girl as beautiful as you," said Bram rubbing my shoulders so gently. Until I realized, I was also closed. "Because I too ... love you, Alya!"

"Lied!" my screams suddenly while turning around. "You're the biggest liar I've ever met, Bram!"

Om Bram was surprised. He looked at me sharply. He asked, "Alya, what do you mean?"

"Will you continue your drama, Bram? Your acting sucks!" I said, holding my thumbs upside down.

"What do you mean, honey? What drama?"

"You think I don't know how you've been doing all this time? Honestly, Bram! If you've never loved me, don't give me hope! Just cut your game. I hate you, Bram!" I was no longer able to hold back my emotions. I hit his chest repeatedly, but the man was silent. Letting me vent my anger until I am satisfied. "I hate you, Braaammm .... "

My crying immediately exploded. Dropped my hug on his warm deck. "I hate you, Bram. I hate .... "

Bram rubbed my back.

"Cry, if it can calm you down, honey," she said, gluing her hug. "Or if you want .. hit me again. Slap it! The claws! Bite down!"

"Send, Bram! I don't want to. I just hate youuu ... Huuu huu."

"Yes, already. Calm down, yeah."

Is correct. I really need some calm. In his arms, I felt peace.

After my crying subsided, Om Bram asked, "What's the matter? Say."

Sometimes sobbing, I was forced to answer, "You're the one who should speak honestly, Bram. You never loved me, did you?"

"Who said? I love you so much, baby. Really am. How can you think like that?" Bram raised my face. Look with love.

I'm shaking. "Get, Bram. You were pretending to love me, for a reason, weren't you?"

"What reason, honey? Who said I was pretending?"

I turned my face, looking at Della on the patient's bed. "Your son, Bram. Della´s. That's, isn't that why you wish I was in your family?"

"Yes, God ... Della´s. I don't know what thoughts are getting into you. I love you for no reason, baby. Love is not a compromise. Bargaining is like trading. This original taste was born just like that, when it began to know you, dear .... " Bram tried to convince me.

I smiled wryly. Staring into those brownish eyes and wanting to be sure, was still that honesty there?

"It's too naive of you to talk to me about love, Bram. While out there, there is a woman who is ready to be your companion. Still want to sweeten the word in front of me? Hhmmm, I'm not a stupid woman, Bram," I said feeling up in the wind now.

"Cassandra you mean?"

"Who else?"

"Our wedding was cancelled."

"What?!"

BRUK!

There was a sound of something hitting the door of the room.

"Bi Mamas?" call Om Bram.

There is no lawfulness. Except Della's heart-detecting screen kept screaming.

SERIATE

Sukabumi, June 19, 2020