BUCIN (SLAVE OF LOVE)

Chapter 8

B U C I N (8)

Author: Daoed Soelaeman Shobari

Della stood in the doorway of the open room. Random waist accompanied by a glint of wrath. Staring sharply, me and Bram. His snort of breath echoed accompanied by a furious aiming. Slowly moving closer to us.

"Della .... " I'm rising. Inching to the middle of the bed. Stay away from Bram, as well as Della.

"Darling .... " Bram tries to hold back his daughter's steps. Stand up and hinder.

"What is Papah doing here?" Della's eyes widened violently. "How many times has Papah done this?"

"Della, what are you talking about, honey?" Bram holds his daughter's shoulder. "Father and Alya don't do anything, really."

"Lied!" della shouted in disbelief. "Sure you two have been nagging her a lot, right?"

Bram. "No, Honey. Alya fainted, and then Papah brought her here" Bram replied, trying to convince her. "It's taken to his room, heavy."

"Fainting? Why?" Della suddenly looked at me suspiciously.

Bram back to shake. "Yes ... Papah doesn't know. He suddenly fainted."

"Della asked, why did Lya faint? Why not build Della or .... "

"Della .... " I want to explain, even with fear that the girl will get more angry.

"Shut up!" snapped Della while pointing her index finger at me. "Gue hasn't done anything yet! It will be your turn that I'm trying to make!"

"Della's."

"Shut up!"

"Darling .... " Bram mediate. "It's not wrong anything. He had absolutely no idea what happened after fainting earlier."

Della's forehead shriveled. "So ... previously Papa and him met each other? Chitchat? Out of the room at the same time? Or... Have you planned?"

"Della, honey." Bram rubbed his daughter's face. "Look first. Papah will be clear---"

"Obviously what, Pah?" Della's starting to get hysterical. "It's obvious that Della saw for herself, Papah and her, together with these nights in Papah's room. What kind of meaning can explain ... You two do not mind? Or the rush to get caught with Della? Hohoho, what a pity!"

"Della! Dengerin was Papah!" Bram's voice is rising. The finger grip on Della's shoulder grew stronger.

"No! Della doesn't want to hear anything from Papah! Including him!" Show Della to me. His crying began to break, accompanied by a rebellious movement about to release the papa checks. "Della was really disappointed with you two!"

I'm closing in on Della. Intended to calm him down. But urung continued, as soon as the girl turned her head with a glaring highlight.

"Calm down, honey. What you thought was not true at all" said Bram still trying to calm down.

"No! Della can't believe it!" screamed Della hysterically. Suddenly the girl forced her own clothes. Take it off and dump it in front of Bram. Leave a chest cover. It also does not escape to be left without shame. "Kalo indeed Papah can not stand the solitude of Papah, the same practice Della, Pah. Not the same as Lya or any other woman! Della can't take it! Della doesn't like it!"

"Della! Be calm! Conscious! Master yourself!" Bram held Della's hand that was about to snatch the chest area cover.

"Della doesn't want Papah to fall into the arms of any woman! Papah belongs to Della! It will forever belong to Della!" The girl managed to forcefully pull the bra. Let the twin hanging beauty plastered in front of the papa. "Lakuin' with Della! Take your own child's chastity, Pah! Della willing than Pap-"

"Della!"

THE PLAQUE! THE PLAQUE!

"Of Bram!" Immediately I shouted to the man, with my arms outstretched to reach. But fear of Della's anger, holding the pace of this body close to her figure.

The loud sound of palms landing on the cheeks, rang out slicing hearts. Simultaneously, Della's rampage came to a halt. The girl was silent while rubbing her reddened face. Hot and sore.

"Della .... " Bram looked at Della with his hands shaking violently. His heavy voice is attacking. Like being stuck at the end of the throat, accompanied by pain and drying. "Sorry Papah, darling. Sorry Papah."

Hurriedly the flamboyant man grabbed a blanket over the mattress, then covered Della's plain open chest. Immediately pulled the mere body of his puppet princess into a hug. Hugging tightly while stroking his head.

"Father of the Khilaf, dear. Sorry Papah." A soft cry broke out from the dashing man I had seen so hard. "Father sorry."

Della was still silent with a blank look. Tears melted, down her white cheeks. There was no sound of sobs or screams of pain due to the two loud slaps of his papa earlier. A lifetime, maybe the first time you feel. That was from the person he had always cared about.

"Della .... " Wanted to hug my best friend. Rubbing her tears. I won't even let go until she forgets the sad events of tonight. But ....

Bram's hand is moving. Signal me not to come near. Maybe Della's worried about going back into rebellion. Because my problems with him are not over yet.

"Does like Alya, right?" suddenly the girl spoke. Still with the condition of a stiff body and a hollow gaze. Bram took off his embrace. "What do you mean, honey?" ask the astonished men.

Della smiled wryly. "Since the first time Alya lived here, Della has been paying attention. There's another feeling Papah's hiding."

"What feeling, dear? Papah is not hiding anything," Bram said, wiping a puddle on his daughter's petals.

Frankly, my heart suddenly rumbled. I don't know why. Looking forward to Bram's answer to Della's question just now. There was a hidden despair from my silence listening to the chatter of the two people.

Della smiled wryly again. "lik! Papah's back to lying!"

"Della ... Then Papah should say something else?" Bram looked at Della's face. The girl won't reply. His view was still focused at one point. Not to Bram, not to me.

"People who Papah considers as children also have the same feeling," continued Della said. "You mean Lya?" Bram.

"Who else?" Della sneers. "Either the charm that Papah has, until almost every woman who approaches, always put the same feeling. No exception to Lya. She's been in love with Papah for a long time, right?"

"What are you talking about, honey? Papah doesn't understand. Papah-"

"Acting you two, suck. It's so bad." Della returned to snickered. "Do you think Della doesn't have the eyes and mind to read each of you? Obviously Alya likes you a lot, Pah. She's in love with Papah."

"Della?"

"Well that's the case, right?" This time Della was willing to look into Bram's eyes. "How selfish Della has been all this time, Pah. Letting handsome men live in solitude. Decades is not a short time to hold back the desire that Papah has. Papah needs a companion, right, Pah?"

"Della .. you-"

"Is it possible that Papah already has it out there, unbeknownst to Della?"

Bram shifted his eyes. Didn't want to face Della, until the girl was able to read the hidden bias behind it. But I just want to hear it myself. Could it be that the man had the same taste?

"No, Honey. This Papah is still like the same man, as it was when the late Mamahmu was alive" Bram replied in a trembling voice. "Father only has you. There is no other woman besides Papah's only son."

Della smiles. There is a sense of happiness but at the same time the wryness that accompanies. "Don't lie, Pah."

"The father doesn't lie."

"Alya how? Isn't she pretty, Pah?" Della glanced at me for a moment. Ah, let me duck. Worried that the secret of the heart that has been hidden, will be able to read clearly for him. Shame or fear?

"What are you talking about, anyway, Della? Papah just feels sorry for hurting you, dear." Bram tried to divert the conversation. Her fingers rubbed gently on Della's still red cheeks. More precisely bruises. You can imagine how hard the slap that landed on the girl's face earlier. "Father apologize. Papah khilaf and promise .. It will never happen again, dear."

"Then, answer honestly if Papah won't hurt Della again."

"Quality question?"

Della looked at me. "Does like Alya, right?"

"Del ... "I'm aghast. Didn't expect him to press Bram like that. But at the same time getting closer this curiosity at its peak. May I be strong and no longer lose consciousness.

Bram looked at me. Staring at me in such a way. Slowly open your mouth. "Father indeed-"

"Unfortunately, Pah .. "cut Della before Bram finished his speech.

Damnit damnit! Why, anyway, did Della have to do that? Just let Bram express his heart about me. This heart immediately beat fast. It was like he was about to forcefully tear apart the layer of flesh that covered the ribs. The hunting breath shook this great chest gelayut.

" .... the woman prefers other men rather than replying to the taste that Papah has," said Della accompanied by a strange grin. Staring at me sharply.

"What do you mean, honey?" ask Bram curious.

"Rel .... " I'm trying to say hello to the girl.

Della smiles. "The man I've been hoping will be a substitute for Della's love for Papah" Della said. "Women I consider to be my own friends and brothers, have the heart to snatch the man I want!"

"You mean Andre, Del?" I'm appalled. True guess all along. Della really likes that guy.

"Who else?" Della's voice went up again. "You can call him from me, Lya! And after you dapetin Andre, you also mean to call Papah from me, right?"

I'm inching closer. "That's not true, Del. I haven't accepted him at all. Because I know, you like Andre, right? She herself wanted me to be her boyfriend."

"Lied!" della shouted breaking the silence. His body shook violently. Bram's holding Della back from touching me. "You like both of them, right? Answer, Yes, answer!"

I'm like being ignited. Suddenly this defense control broke down. Then we moved to nearby Della. "I just love your papah! About Bram! I'm crazy about Om Bram! I don't want Om Bram to think of me as a child, but I have an ambition to be Om Bram's wife! Your own stepmother, Del! Satisfied you are now? Satisfied, huh?!"

"City .... " Bram looked at me. "You .... "

"Listen to yourself, don't you, confess him, Pah?" Della smiled wryly. "Who exactly is he? The innocent woman who was enslaved in love!"

"I'm not as bad as you think, Del!" my reply doesn't want to lose. Let all these secrets of the heart break apart. No matter what happens after. Leaving their lives together or ....

"You like me, Lya?" bram asked while taking off the check on Della's shoulder. The man approached and held Della's body from following. "Is that true, Lya?"

"Om Bram .. I .. I .... " Suddenly my tongue is crabbed. It's hard to talk, let alone move. He came closer and held my hand.

Yeah, God! What drama are you giving me? This dream? Nope. Because that finger check was so strong it held my trunk for a moment.

"Jawab, Yes. Do you really want me?" ask Bram again while looking at me.

"Bah!" della shouted as if she did not want her papa to approach me.

"Be quiet, dear," said Bram firmly. "You don't want Papah to age alone, do you? You want Papah to be happy too, right? You also have to understand, Papah normal man who still has a desire."

"That?"

"Papah also really likes Alya," Bram said at last. A sentence that can make my body balance lost. Feet do not seem to trace. High drift carried by wind gusts scented as dense. Then .... "She's a good girl and very suitable to accompany Papah's life. He was also able to make Papah survive the temptations and seductions of the women out there."

"Np .... " I'm stunned. This entire chest suddenly collapsed. Down and scattered in the stomach. Then it jerked up the nerve flow along my back. Moving tickles, converging at one sensitive point. "Is that true, Om?"

"City .... "

My body twitched. Shoot without being asked. Forcing this wishful thinking to give orders to the eyelids to clench. Surprised with a sensation that is very difficult to describe.

Nah! I can't take it anymore. Feet weakened to the point of being unable to support the body's weight. The collapse was accompanied by a slow whimper throughout the course of time that began to fade.

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