Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 55

"Hay, you think I'm a kid with you kissing once I've paid enough for the service I gave you? Come on, buy me!" Quen exclaimed with a witty facial expression to make Al chuckle.

"Take what?" ask Al gently.

"What, huh? I have almost no desire at this time. Yes, you come out! Let me take care of my medical equipment. So that I don't get confused at school tomorrow" Quen said.

"Well, thank you, Doctor Quen," Al went outside leaving Quen busy with his medical devices.

Nayla waited long enough for Al to return to her room, but, she did not return, out of curiosity she went out of the room after washing her face so as not to see if she had just cried.

From above he saw that Al was talking to Lyli below. Apparently the girl was also worried about the condition of her young master's hand.

"No problem, just a small wound. It's been sewn together Quen earlier."

That was the only word Nayla heard. In haste the woman went down to her husband.

"Mas, is this as bad as your hand?" tajya Nayla was worried as she tried to grab Al's right hand in the bandage.

"It's okay, one more week at the most, you don't make me emotional again, huh?" al said slowly, then left Nayla.

The girl froze in place. He was too drowning in guilt. But, what you want to say, the rice becomes porridge. Nayla was crying in the living room.

He knew Al was currently very angry with him, but, the man kept trying to hide his anger by being gentle and subtle to him and choosing to avoid if he still could not make peace with his heart.

From the stairs Quen went down while piggybacking his original hair. He approached Nayla who was crying.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" greet the girl.

"I'm fine. What time did Mom take us away?"

"Mama should have arrived, maybe not so. Oh right, brother Al, why his hands?" ask Quen plain. Because he did not know how the relationship with his brother's household, because only two weeks of living.

"Didn't he tell you what his hand was? You were sewing it up just now?" nayla asked back.

"He's quiet." Quen circulated his gaze to the front page as he watched his brother's many strands with a man who was no stranger to him.

He also stepped up with a frown to see who was coming. But, Nayla misunderstood him holding Quen's shoulder.

"You give your brother time, okay?" nayla said expressionlessly.

Quen furrowed his brows while smiling, "Hay, what's going on, brother? Isn't Al's brother just hurt and it's gonna be okay?" jawan Quen relax.

Shortly after, Al came back in. Nayla took her hand off Quen's shoulder, staring in a gesture full of compassion from her husband who was completely enraged.

"Who's here, brother?" quen asked as soon as he saw his brother.

"Nobody, really," jawan Al.

"Why don't you come in? Looks like that person is really familiar, who is it? What's Juna's sister?" quen said guessing.

"You are acting like a fortune teller" said Al, flicking his sister's head.

"I just feel right or not?" ask Quen.

"Yes, right. There's a little bit of business between me and him."

Simultaneously, Clara and Vivian had already arrived home.

"Quen, Nayla. Are you waiting for your mama, son?" clara asked as soon as she saw her son and daughter-in-law coincidentally gathering.

"Fifteen minutes apart, not bad," Quen replied while looking at the watch that was coiled around his wrist.

"Oh my goodness, Al... Why your hands, son?" clara asked along with Vivian in panic.

"He punched a glass table, in his room, Ma," Quen replied.

Al and Nayla were silent and looked at each other.

"Right, Al what did Quen say? What's up?" ask Clara.

"It was just a little accident, Ma. It's okay, Quen has also sewed it up," Al replied as he glanced at his sister.

"Yes, mama rest first, Om Erwin is not there this afternoon, Quen. How about it in the afternoon at about three?"

"Yes Ma, no papa. I'll go up first." Quen went to the kitchen.

"You rest! Al, ask Lyli to clean your room, have you?" ask Clara.

"Yes, not yet, anyway. Did you tell brother?" ask Al in doubt.

"Yes, you cleaned it, didn't you break it, did you?" said Clara then left the two of them, took her mother to the room.

"Would you like Clara to get some food before taking supplements and medicine?" bargain Clara so Vivian already sat on the chair that was in her room.

"Well, just a little bit, Mama had lunch."

"Yes, Ma." Clara went out into the kitchen where she saw Quen standing in front of the stove, as if he was making something.

"What's wrong, Quen?"

"Bikin salad greens Ma, this is boiled eggs" replied Quen.

"Oh, yes. Your brother's hand was it bad, son?"

"Well, six stitches how much was it, forgot."

"You know why at first?"

"No, Ma. Quen in mp3 muter room. As the music runs out Quen hears something has broken out from inside the sister's room, only Quen is afraid that he will enter he is inside with sister Nayla. Brother Nayka is also rich in crying."

"Oh, yes, I have. Let me ask you after your dad comes."

Clara left as soon as she finished taking the side dish rice and vegetables for Vivian who was not feeling well.

Clara sat on the back porch while gently massaging her temples. Eager to thwart to the boutique to meet Erwin and wait for her husband to come at four o'clock in the afternoon, but, pernihkan daughter sudaj stay counting days, just counting the days, worry if there are those who do not fit mermaknya rush and do not give maximum results.

Unable to resist, she chooses to contact Vano, her husband.

"Hello, is there a baby?" answer the voice from afresh with its distinctive soft, charismatic tone.

"Of course not. Are you all right? How was my mom's condition?"

"Yes, I'm fine, and mama now she's resting inside her room" Clara replied. Then she called her husband, "Van."

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"What time are you coming home? I'm going to Erwin's place at three."

"Maybe it's a little late Sayan. Did you ask to pick me up later?"

"Emm no, no problem. Any clients want to meet?"

"Yes, oh yeah, baby. If you're going with Nayla and Quen to have Al accompany her at home, don't take her, will you?"

"Yes, papa hasn't come back from the dam, Van" either."

I heard him from across the man laughing. Maybe papa and his om if you just gather, hobby fish lovers fishing. Not feeling tired all day either. Different from him if nothing is done prefer to play online games.

"Van, Al's hand was injured until it had to be sewn together Quen. I don't know what the problem is. Maybe we can get him to talk later when we get home, and then tonight, we'll gather him and Nayla, so we can figure out what's going on between them," clara said before finally disconnecting her call and preparing to leave because the time had shown at half-three.

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In a cafe sat two young men who both enjoyed a cigarette tucked between their thumb and middle finger.

The two still seemed relaxed, apparently, one of them had not expressed the max of his meeting.

"Sir Juna, what is necessary? Really tumben?" greet the athletic man who wears a black pres body shirt that shows off his body muscles that taste on the surface of the shirt he wears.

"I'm sorry, before, I didn't actually have a crush on your problem, but, uh, this seems like you need to know, Alex." Juna also turned off the fire on his cigarette butt on an ashtray provided. He started to focus on the core of the problem and his face looked very serious.

"Tell me, I believe you!" Alex Exclamations. While turning off the cigarette which is already empty.

"You're being honest with me, do you still love Quen?" juna asked with a sharp eye and full of search.

Alex does not believe that Juna invited him to meet just to discuss about his ex-girlfriend who will marry his ex-sister-in-law. So, what's up?"

"Why do you talk about that?" alex asked trying to calm down even though his body was trembling when he heard the name of the girl called.

"You don't ask back, just answer yes or no?"

"If so, why, brother? Isn't she getting married to her teacher?"

"Yes, but now Quen began to hesitate to continue his marriage since he knew that the former wife of his lecturer returned and asked for a referral," replied Juna lethargic, matamua hinted that he was also compassionate with Quen's current inner suffering.

"What's? How does he know? Did Aditya say that he wanted to go back with his ex-wife for the sake of the child after struggling to get Quen's love?" al asked with emotion.

"You calm down, Alex. Don't bring emotion." Juna tries to win over Alex, and offers a cup of coffee to the man in front of her to drink.

"A few days ago Quen saw Aditya's ex-wife also following her son. Actually they had made a pact at Axel school to pick up and have lunch but, uh, as soon as she got off Quen's ojek, she saw women pleading with her own future husband and hearing a little back to give their son a full family. So, at that time Quen returned home without giving news," said Juna at length.

Alex seemed to think hard, at that time he was also in the scene, but, why not see Quen? Is it possible that she was too focused on her brother so from which direction Quen came she did not see.

"Then what's the problem? As long as Aditya chooses, it doesn't matter. And Axel, don't you like Quen?" alex asked, still calm.

"For the beginning of Aditya's closeness he once said will still wait for his ex-wife in any circumstances for the sake of children. You yourself try to imagine, the best parents connect can provide the same comfort compared to biological parents? Well, even if not all of that. If the professor's ex-wife keeps coming, can you guarantee that their household will continue to be okay?"

"Then what's the problem? What does this have to do with me?"

"You'll just come if the wedding is canceled. Be a good invited guest, do not have to follow another viral with the drama," cetys Juna slightly threw a joke so that Alex's mind is not tense.

"Did you have a crush on me if Quen refused to marry the old man?"

"If you refuse, let me just marry Quen, save her from the embarrassment of her extended family and all the invited guests, you think I object?" ledek Juna while sipping a cup of coffee on his forehead.

"Heh, don't look for it because of it. Yes, I still love him. Otherwise for my nephew's sake, how could I possibly give up on that old man."

"Pff...!" Juna choked and coughed at Alex's words, not because of the form of the man's jealousy, but the word nephew.

"Mattute nephew?" ask Juna wonder.

"Yes, the old man's ex-wife is my older brother. Axel is automatically my niece, is." jawan Alex says.

"That's it, huh? I even just found out. Does Quen know?"

Alex put both his shoulders up as if to tell me where I knew. Because from the moment Aditya admonished him to no longer be close to Quen the man had completely lost communication.

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Quen tried on her dress and swirled around in front of the mirror without a hint of a smile on her lips. I don't know what's on his mind, he doesn't look cheerful at all.

"Say, you don't frown mutely donk, let's smile so that your inner beauty radiates, don't you, Ma?" erwin said as he turned towards Clara who was sitting next to Nayla who was holding Bilqis.

"Ma... Maaah... When did I marry your father, huh?" cetus Clara then made Nayla hold a laugh when she heard a sentence from her mother-in-law that she felt was very funny.

"Came on, Lala, are you so much me? As a whole, I'm just feeling the children, your children, Eren, and Sely I have considered my own children the same as me." said Erwin with a distinctive accent.

"The others are up, but for Quen he's purely my result with Vano. I can't pretend he's dong's son, who doesn't know if you're going to come later, too" replied Clara.

Nayla and one of Erwon's personal assistants laughed at the argument. But, unlike Quen, he was just silent. Don't smile, just laugh.

"So, you know, dese granny yes that's it, cepet angry, look out for your high blood La," said Erwin with his wooden style.

"You swear me?"

"Ah, where possible, cyyn. not really. Uh, why didn't Al bring you here? you took him from me, huh? Aih, Ra. I wonder what mature son of yours is rich, how handsome is Vano more handsome than Vano?" Erwin continued to ask Clara who still had a flat face.

"Later at my daughter's wedding she's there too, you see how much!"

"Some of you cheated. Your bachelor's wedding ain't no news of me, is it?"

"At that time Al did not want to throw a party and invite many people, so yes just ijab Qobul alone."

"Oh, Al must not want to waste your rich time just yet, he was in such a hurry as his papa fought, hahaha."

Clara glared at Erwin as soon as she heard the sentence her high school friend said first? but they're not like a friend you used to be, are they? more to the enemy, yes former arch-enemies like Tom and Jerry.