You My Bucin's

35. Bucin

Early in the morning Alya was surprised by the arrival of an Ilham who was being stared intensely by his half-brother.

"Room here?" devan asked unfriendly.

Ilham tried to be calm, but he really wanted to talk about the guy in front of him. But, anyway he was Alya's brother, which of course Ilham had to be nice to him.

"Gue asked, what are you doing here?" reworked.

"You look up to Alya" replied Ilham.

Devan has a chest. "After you slander adek I pretend to drown, now you want to look at him?" snarl.

Inspiration cursed in his heart, surely Erik told him. "Awas lo Rik, I'm not going to see you again!"

"Brach!" call Alya who just listened from far away.

The girl dragged Ilham into the house ignoring the sharp gaze of her stepbrother.

Devan cursed in his heart. "Basic bucin acute! he almost died yesterday because of a guy!"

Alya invited Ilham to sit in the living room, Devan sat in front of the two of them. The guy was now exactly like an older brother who was possessive of his younger brother.

Alya looked at Devan as if. "Ngapain did it anyway? Cake has no activities."

"Gue wants to watch out for you!" devan.

"Oh, I'm not a snot boy! I'm 18 years old."

"There are still two months left to make it to February, meaning you are still 17 years old," explained Devan who really upset Alya.

"Come on Devan, invite brother Dania out of the cake do not disturb me continue," persuaded Alya.

Devan shook his head strongly. "I won't let you two be the same guy who makes your life fly."

The two brothers stared at each other sharply waving the war flag. Thankfully Dinda came just in time before Alya clawed at her handsome son's face.

"Devan don't bother you!" said Dinda who just came home from the stall.

The woman smiled kindly at Ilham. "Sorry Auntie's son."

Inspiration smiles back. "It's okay Tan."

Dinda immediately took Devan away from the living room even though the man had refused, but in the end he resigned because he did not want to argue with his mother.

"Your mother?" tanya Ilham after the departure of Dinda and Devan.

Alya looked at him and shook her head. "No, he's just a stranger hitchhiking in Alya's house."

Inspiration understands how Alya feels, it will not be easy for him to accept a stranger who replaced his mother suddenly.

"You have to take it slowly Alya, it's impossible that you will forever reject the person who will continue beside you." Inspiration spoke softly while stroking the back of Alya's hand.

"Can't be inspired, he's it-"

"I never said that, I can't accept you at first, but I think again someday we'll end up living side by side, so what I'm going to do is keep living by hating you," cut it.

Alya pursed her lips, she pulled the hand the guy was holding. He's in crunch mode now. "We are the same she is different Inspiration, why are you so upset for me to accept the woman!"

Ilham stroked Alya's head slowly, the girl did not refuse but her face remained bent. "When do you hate me hmm hmm?"

"Until Alya is not in the world!"

Placed.

Ilham touched Alya's mouth.

"Ilham's Sick! How you are so bad!"

"The mouth is guarded by Alya, can not speak like that," replied Ilham.

"Partially you told me to get along with stepmom, weirdo!"

Ilham looked at Alya, he tried to clear the girl's mind. "You knew? Life without a grudge is more fun than you're constantly grudging the same people. You don't have to consider Aunt Dinda your real mother, just appreciate her Al, if you make peace, your life is calmer."

Alya breathed a sigh of resignation, willing to refuse however Inspiration will certainly continue to force it. "Okay, I tried."

The guy smiled and then stroked Alya's head back. "Pinter is really his future wife Ilham."

"I told you, she can make Alya melt" whispered Aryan.

The couple peeked out of the kitchen, seeing how Inspiration gave their daughter understanding.

"Hopefully Alya will try to accept me yes" said Dinda.

Aryan rubbed his wife's back. "Surely, he will soon receive you and Devan."

While the stepbrother only snorted to see the interaction of the two teenagers from upstairs. "Damn lo Ilham!"

...*****...

God is good at giving happiness when sadness reigns. Maybe this is the time for Alya to be happy, enjoy being with the people she loves.

Although he was just sitting in the garden behind his house, he was already happy. Actually Alya wanted to go out with Ilham, but Aryan did not allow it because of Alya's weak state. Sucks.

"Aren't you able to play outside?" tanya Ilham who had been staring at the shady face of Alya.

The girl shook her head. "No, it's the same with Ilham. Alya is happy!"

Inspiration chuckles, it turns out that accepting his feelings is much more pleasant than denying. "You are a gift that God sent to me Al" he said.

"Aren't I a crazy girl? Ngeselin, like to make trouble, keep going"

"That was when I felt the same way about myself." Inspiration removed the strands of hair that covered Alya's face. "Now that I realize, it turns out that I'm the one who turned to you, not you to me."

Alya leaned her head on Ilham's shoulders, her gaze straight on her mother's well-kept sunflower garden.

"I miss Mom," said Alya who suddenly remembered her mother.

Since the farewell, Alya and Nirmala have never met, because Nirmala always refused.

"Would you like to meet?" ask Ilham.

"You, but Mom always refused me."

Ilham clasped Alya's right hand, trying to give him strength. "Would you try again? We'll meet your mother with me."

Alya straightened up, she looked at the guy sadly then shook her head. "Don't go with Inspiration, I'll go to Mom's house myself."

Inspiration scrunched his forehead. "Can't you come? It's a mother-in-law's candidate, and I want your blessing" he said.

Alya pouting. "No, I can't!"

"Well, what if I don't approve? Can't marry us Al."

"Kok is now Ilham who married Alya?!"

"Let's see you all the time, keep looking after you, all the time"

Alya placed her index finger on the boy's lips. Dizziness also turns out if Ilham has been bucin like this, baffles and very annoying. "Diem! Noisy bucin!"

"Well, don't you love me?" tanya Ilham sad.

Alya cursed in his heart, why could he make an alay nickname like that.

"Came-on"

"Diem!!"