Don't Say SORRY

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Bree is used to Alby's attitude of focusing and putting it first. Alby is like a caring brother and does not hesitate to get close. Bree was already confident of facing Alby so forgot the position as an employee and colleague.

Alby expresses his feelings without expecting anything in return from Bree. Alby's continued concern makes sure that the promise of wanting to keep and protect Bree is sincere. Alby is just a man whose daily life is his owner and partner.

When Alby suddenly disappears, Bree realizes that his night wants to be accompanied by a video call. Waiting for a message asking for news of his days. Also imagined the arrival of Alby to deliver favorite snacks, whether the mother's cooking or from buying. Bree's expecting an Alby.

Bree can't find Alby. Bree don't be selfish. It's up to Alby to be kind to him. Bree must know that Alby is feeling sorry for her. Bree's life is miserable in the eyes of friends. Alby just pity.

Alby was a little disappointed the grip on both sides of his jacket loosened. Bree took off the handle. Alby knew Bree spontaneously took refuge when the motor had stopped the brakes suddenly, because there was a shock mark on the road.

Their journey felt warmed up always in an instant. Then they both cooled back down. Without any babbling and laughter. This has happened since the relationship began.

Get home.

After Alby parked the motorbike in the house, then closed the door, the more aware Bree always quickly disappeared. Alby looked at the groceries at the table, then turned to the middle room that was bounded by walls without doors. Bree went straight in after getting off the bike.

Alby took turns washing his feet and hands. Bree passed by leaving her in the kitchen. Alby could only sigh deeply and sniff.

Alby approached the living room chair, noticing Bree's fingers seeming to be typing something on the phone.

"Take the fruit first, Bri."

"Yes." Yeah."

Bree answered briefly without looking. Bree's view is on the phone screen. Alby sits down with Bree, who keeps focusing on the phone.

"Hey?"

"Yes?" Bree. Slightly astonished because his face was so close to Alby's face.

Alby feels Bree's attitude is unpleasant. Bree's face is very flat. Alby's like nothing now.

"Hm?" Bree asked because Alby only looked at him after greeting.

"Get the fruit. Wanna which one? I wash it." And Alby lost when he was about to grab a fruit bag.

Bree already took a banana. The phone was placed briefly on his cross-legged feet, his hands peeling the banana peel. Bree ate the fruit while texting someone.

Bree is not a hape maniac. Especially sitting together like now. But lately, Alby was thinking, how important hell is to Bree. Bree is more silent. Alby is clearly pinning the change.

Alby opened the martabak box. Well, including this. Usually Bree would offer it, keep serving it. Alby looked at Bree who was in his own world.

"Sweet martyr."

Alby was curious about the thick and seductive martabak. The box is flipped back and the lid is noticed. I don't know how much the price per serving is seen sprinkling chocolate and nuts are not stingy. The aroma is very delicious, not stinging like given a reinforcing material. It is pure, yet durable because it is warm.

Alby directs the martabak wrap in front of the henchman Bree. Bree doesn't budge.

"Here," Alby confirmed the checked cap on the lid of the other martabak box. From the smell is clearly martabak eggs.

"the egg was also slashed."

Bree is still a bitch.

"Her skin is dry" said Alby, biting a crunchy, savory egg. "The flesh of the chopsticks feels. Fragrant scallions."

Bree did not respond.

....

Bree picked up a sweet martabak that had been opened and presented by Alby at the front desk of his sitting position.

"Thank you, Bi," said Bree.

Alby just wanted to respond, but when he turned his head quickly clenched his lips. Bree is still on his cell phone. Alby sourly looks at Bree biting the martabak meat.

"Together." Alby said resignedly.

Bree put down the phone to take a drink. A glance found the gaze of a person who was at his side through the tail of the eyes.

"What?" Bree asked Alby's gaze at him.

"Not papa." Alby smiling.

Bree was not friendly towards him. Alby turned his eyes out the window. They are disappointed and want to be angry. But Bree was also certainly more disappointed.

Half a serving of sweet martabak and a few pieces of egg martabak inedible. Both are together with their cell phones.

Alby's principle of 'Hape draws near the far' turns out to be 'Hape keeps away the close'. That's what happened between him and Bree. The hustle of the home environment has become the focus, shifting the silence inside the house.

"Rest, Bri?"

"There."

Bree is replying to Irzi and Yuwen. Too much responsibility to leave the conversation.

Alby got up and said, "Sorry!" The phone was taken out of Bree's hand.

"Bi!"

Alby passed into the room not caring about Bree's call.

Alby's getting better!

Bree followed to the room. Seeing Alby laying on the bed without rubbing his presence. But Bree's eyes didn't find his phone. Alby sleeps casually glaring at the ceiling of the room. Stooping the head with two pillows. Alby's eyelids glanced at Bree's pitched hand.

"Hape?" ask Bree. Still hoping.

Then Bree glued on without pulling a hand from Alby's face. For a moment Bree's breath was slightly frightened by Alby's response. It's been a long time since Alby glanced at him.

"Sleep."

"I just wanted my WA bales."

Alby's eyes returned to the ceiling silencing Bree who had not yet wanted to pull his hand. Bree's eyes also scoured his cell phone.

"Where's my hose?"

Alby glanced again. Then tilting her back to Bree who wanted to cry was ignored by Alby. But Bree is strong. Hesitatingly approaching, grabbing Alby's waistband shirt.

Bree wants to pull Alby's position to face him. But Bree was a little afraid of a reaction later, eventually just crumbling Alby's shirt. And it turns out Alby's eyes are closed. Making Bree keki without daring to act even though he wanted to jerk.

"Bi," call Bree down.

"Sleep!" alby jolted with a voice held in full emphasis as he turned his head.

Bree slowly pulled his hand from Alby's shirt. Alby returned to his original position.

"It's still possible later" said Alby again in a more relaxed manner.

Bree was still still in place as his eyes searched for the location of the phone. Even Alby's phone is invisible. Only the wallet was on the table by the bed. Bree sitting in bed .. ish! Morot. Alby's body controls the edge of the mattress. Bree swiped his ass without even knowing Alby's body. Pretty heavy.

Alby frowned and opened his eyes as his body was nimbly stomped. Alby turned to see Bree sitting cross-legged on his back. Bree was looking down and playing the fingers. Alby wanted to laugh watching Bree.

Bree felt a burly hand wrapped around his hips, as his gaze turned, then his body was quite hard lying on the bed. A moment to look at Alby who was closed despite pulling his body. Bree was silent in Alby's warm embrace to catch his breath.

"Now sleeping. There will still be plenty of time to reply WA besprenmu."

Bree did not respond. Choosing to close your eyes.

Alby felt Bree's heart beating fast. Bree really wants to be roughed up. Alby concluded the smile found Bree antennas in his body's arms.

***

Bree did not say as Alby invited him to prepare. Bree didn't ask when Alby picked up the jacket. Guess Alby still wants to go around. But then Bree understood it was a mistake when they arrived at a hospital. Today should be the control schedule.

Alby saw Bree standing quietly watching him. Not taking off the helmet.

"My time?" bree asked, looking at Alby, who helped remove the helmet clasp. Bree recalled that the identity of the resident was not in the wallet after returning home from the hospital and knew that the card was still present in the owner at the first control.

Bree's identity card was taken by Levi. And Alby's been holding it on holiday. It just hasn't been given to Bree.

"There's." Alby grabbed Bree's hand. "Come on." Holding Bree who obeyed his steps.

Alby adjusted Bree's footsteps for him to be short. Even watching him step safely between people's traffic during short trips, especially comfortable with elevators. No different from riding a closed vehicle, Bree was also drunk using the elevator and Alby was very understanding of it.

"You gotta pee first?" ask Alby to make sure. Given that Bree was beseran likely uncomfortable throughout the examination.

"No," Bree replied spontaneously, then frowning was made stupid by Alby's attitude.

Alby exaggerated for Bree who certainly better understand the condition of his own body. Bree is like a snot boy who follows everywhere and continues to be on Alby's side. Though this is his own regional hospital and several times entered here. Doesn't Bree understand better than Alby.

"Is his brother coming?" ask a nurse to Alby who's escorting behind Bree.

"I'm accompanying from an anonymous patient, ma'am."

"good. Please, Brother. Directly to the doctor." The nurse pointed her hand at the waiting doctor's desk. "His sister just fell away." Then put your hands on the bed.

Bree glanced at Alby who was staring at him. They smile at each other, which actually stifles laughter. Bree felt like Alby's face was a few months different from Bree's birth after Alby may have rolled over or crawled.

"Good morning. Patient ..., Bree Deli Liana." greet the doctor after seeing the patient and his companion enter.

Alby and Bree return the doctor's greetings, then take the nurse's direction, which now closes the door. Alby sat down in the available chair in front of the doctor and began to explain Bree's condition. While Bree began to check the nurse who asked him to relax because it was a little stiff. Bree tried to remain calm following the examination procedure despite pounding.

Bree ignored the control schedule and did not think he would go back to his doctor. Alby had not forgotten the day of his visit. Alby takes care of everything over the phone. Until I got a referral to the nearest hospital. Explaining where she was, the hospital where Bree was treated gave her a recommendation. Alby who does not know the location is quite browsing and looking at maps.

Bree feels sinful always slandering Alby is a man of no attitude. Alby treats Bree very well.

Not only from the nurse's statement, in the end also from the doctor's prejudice, making Alby and Bree curious to be mistaken for sister. The two stopped in front of a bouncing glass wall. With compact glazed. Then their eyes met each other in the glass. Wondering. Is the nose similar?

Alby squeezed Bree's nose which looked more like a slide. Again the two ensure a face that does not bear any resemblance. Bree looked up, and Alby looked down slightly, looking at each other with a strange feeling. They have no reason to be brothers. Doctors and nurses are making it up!

They stopped the interaction in front of the glass. It's too silly to pay attention to each other looking for facial similarities.

Alby cupped Bree's head, which looked tiny. Bree snaps Alby's waist plan. Bree does not accept his thin body cause is considered small from the stocky and tall Alby. It is not natural for women to look smaller than men. Bree felt his body too high up to Alby's arm. Ah, no. But it's almost up Alby's shoulder.

Alby looked at Bree after grabbing Bree's cold palm. Bree. Alby smiled after noticing Bree was still fine.

This second control is also time-consuming like the first control. Bree was relieved after taking off the nervousness that had been away from the start of the examination. Bree looked at Alby. Then Bree was comforted by Alby's smile and his hands began to feel warm in Alby's burly arms.

Alby looked at the watch on his hand. It's past lunch hour. They stopped at the hospital canteen.

"Bri tired already?"

"Just a pegel."

"We'll just fall down first."

On the first floor there is a waiting room that models like room divider rooms. Alby can get permission to go there. Or want a fall in the mosque near the yard.

"No need to."

"Attent. I want to take Bri Montoran."

Bree looked at Alby. A moment later, a little bit of a face. There's a feeling of pleasure. Shame to admit.

"Yo ayok montoran."

"Let's tired soon. As if Bri's back was yelled at first?"

"Let's rest all go home."

Alby smiling. "okay."

Alby did not speak anymore because Bree's reaction answered from earlier seemed indifferent. Alby always starts talking even if it's short because he doesn't know what to say. It felt lonely there was no chatter both. Alby misses Bree's babbling but Bree doesn't talk at all. Bree wants to look at him just because he was invited to go for a walk.

Alby takes Bree to the big city. Bree refused to stop at the very crowded square. Finally, they stopped at the park roundabout. Same thing as many. Bree did not respond to Alby's confusion.

Bree enjoys the joy of children playing in the water dancing around the monument. Fountains and monuments will be bright and colored in the evening. Alby observed the relief of the struggle of the people in the colonial era to independence on the monument built to commemorate the Battle of Five Days.

Alby invites Bree to eat batagor and drink warm oranges near the parking area. They stayed in the park for a long time, then continued their journey. And enjoy the night with a comfortable.

Alby chose to stop by again in the old town. Alby and Bree eat soto. This time they both had coffee. Until late midnight is only spent with each other silently staring around.

On the way home Alby had stopped and joined in line between three people. An old man was working on an order behind a cart bearing the words 'Gandos' which is still an old dish with a sprinkling of sugar or powdered sugar.