Little Bride Alvaro

02. Old Man

Alvaro immediately freed the grip of his hand that had not been released from the girl's hand. His gaze was confused, too absorbed by what had just happened. Before that consciousness managed to decipher his confusion, another voice shocked him.

"Alvaro!"

The owner of the sexy voice distracts everyone, including Sean and Azlina.

It was Liora's voice. Alvaro immediately turned his head towards the woman, the woman he would be betrothed to.

I don't know what prompted Alvaro to do a strange act that made everyone cluck with his behavior. Implicitly, the man pulled back Azlina's hand, taking the girl away from the crowd of people who were looking at her.

Everyone was astonished to see the man's behavior, as well as that of Sean Paderson.

Liora who saw her future fiance run off with a girl in school uniform was shouting Alvaro's name, but the man seemed to ignore her. Alvaro continued to run while pulling Azlina's hand out of the lobby area.

"Om, where am I going?!" Azlina pulled her hand forcibly, but the man did not respond at all. He still pulled Azlina's hand to be in the parking lot of his motorcycle.

"Om, sick! You hurt me."

Azlina looked like she wanted to cry, her face was blushing with teary-eyed circles beginning to seep on her beautiful face.

Alvaro who realized that, loosened the pull of his hand. He stopped when he was right behind Azlina's parked matic motorbike. He turned his head later, noticing the reddish face of Azlina who was trying to hold back the cries. Immediately guilt engulfed the man's heart.

"Sorry, come upstairs! I'll take you to school."

Alvaro's soft voice made Azlina a little calm. He nodded in response. Yes, it seemed better if he was delivered alone, because right now his body was still trembling with what had just happened.

"Truly, yes, Om. Anterin to school. Don't run away again, my dear!" azlina said as she rubbed the corner of her eye that almost escaped the clear liquid.

"No going. Bring a leak like you, there's me who's troubled."

Alvaro pulled the bike back, rode it, and started the engine. He turned his head towards Azlina for the girl to immediately go up. Instead of obeying Alvaro's orders, the girl turned on a pink helmet with a hello kitty sticker to Alvaro.

"Om, put on the helmet."

The man frowned. Hurry she shook her head. "Well, you wear it yourself."

Azlina could only pursed her lips. Immediately put on the helmet, then hook the rope properly.

A little hesitant he raised his legs to sit away from Alvaro. After all, he would not believe so easily with the man in front of him. Wanting to be free soon, Azlina patted Alvaro's shoulder to immediately forward the bike.

"Come, Om!"

Without answering Azlina's words, Alvaro immediately drove out of the hotel area. He seemed to be speeding up, ignoring the face of passively Azlina behind him. For a moment he glanced towards the rearview mirror which was directly fixed on the face of the girl behind him. Azlina seemed to open the glass of her helmet, looking straight ahead to focus on the street.

The man looked smiling. Very strange indeed, he was stuck in a situation where he had to take a snot boy to school. Worse, the boy was the younger brother of the woman he had loved before. A love that is not conveyed because the woman has married someone who is much more powerful than her.

Yes, it is just the past that is not worth remembering. Because of Alvaro's regret that was so great after knowing the truth about the woman he loved first, he had fallen for a long time. However, after undergoing several therapies and trying to accept the reality, his heart is calmer and able to continue his life well.

When the bike was in front of the gate of SMA Negeri 20, Alvaro stopped the bike right in front of the gate. Azlina immediately came down from the motorcycle seat, then raised her hand to ask for her motorbike key back.

Instead of immediately giving the key to Azlina, Alvaro threw a question to the girl. "What time's home? Let me pick you up."

"Ah, no-no. What the hell, Om. Like a dating guy. Just give me my bike back." Azlina still held on with her opinion. "Om going to swing, huh? Or Om actually likes me. Ish, Om, look for the same age, I don't like old people."

Alvaro gaped with Azlina's words. His pride as an adult felt torn apart.

"Did you say that? Who do you mean old?"

Just when Azlina wants to answer Alvaro's question, the girl's phone rings, making her have to stop the debate between herself and Alvaro. He reached into his waist bag, then shifted the green icon on the Smartphone screen.

"What's? Committed? You didn't tell me from yesterday. I was in front of this school. You know it's better to watch drakor all day than go back and forth to school." His lips were pursed lethargic. Turning off the call, Azlina put her Smartphone back in the bag. He turned to look at Alvaro, then exhaled his coarse breath.

"Om, turn my bike. Eskul is closed today. I want to go home."

There was a small laugh from the man's lips. Loss he speeded earlier, afraid if the girl was late to follow the activities at school because of him. "All right! I'm going to go to the restaurant, my stomach is hungry."

"No. Om mode, right? Love to get attention with young and beautiful girls like me."

"What's? Get attention, same you?" Alvaro shook his head, then lightly screeched. "Eh, Bocill! I haven't had breakfast yet, so I want your motorbike minjem to go to the nearest restaurant. Later you can take back this tail motor."

"From taxi, Om. Cooking rich people can't take a taxi. I'm afraid of being caught with Sister-in-law again. Afraid of misunderstanding, later thought I had to play again Om. Idiih, amit-amit."

"You're getting worse and longer, huh? Though your brother is graceful and pendiem, his sister is the opposite."

Azlina seemed to disagree with Alvaro's remarks. He wanted to protest the words, but his mind was slightly aware, how could this man in front of him know his brother?

"Om you know Salwa? How come?" ask her with a frown.

"Yes, not only with Salwa, but her husband as well. So, now you don't have to think anything of me." Alavaro directed his gaze towards the back, instructing Azlina to immediately rush up the motorbike.

"Road up! My stomach is hungry."

Azlina looked a little hesitant, but she no doubt complied as well. "Remember, yes, Om. Don't fuck around!" he said while riding the back seat of the motorbike.