Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 57

Nayla had already left the room, she felt sultry in the room, lucky Al still covered up her mistakes that continued to make Al feel depressed.

"Al, don't come out!" Clara Excited.

Al, who had been standing up, now stopped moving, he sat back in his chair facing Clara and Vano.

"Maybe you're not feeling good talking in front of Nayla, what's the matter exactly?" ask Clara.

Al was still silent, but, because his mother was very interested in various questions and a little recognition from Quen that he felt his brother was fighting, Al finally answered honestly.

"Yes, Ma. Al did fight Nayla. After I got upset with him the more days it didn't get the better it just became." Complain Al.

"What's the problem? Do you always push him?" ask Vano.

"No, Pa. Al never pressured Nayla, even during this time I always gave her kebenasam in any case, she was too possessive jealous of people who should not deserve her jealousy," explained Al at length.

"What, jealousy? Are you close to a worker or a girlfriend there?" tanya Clara tried to guess, while slightly glancing at her husband who did have a crocodile stamp.

And obviously must be very ugly Papa Vano's expression this time.

"No, Al has never been close to anyone other than Quen." he said the name of his younger brother. She didn't really want her mom to know, but with a situation like this, how else?

"What, jealous of Quen? How could? You explained you've grown up together since Quen was a baby and you thought he was a real brother. Quen, too," said Clara in shock and almost disbelief.

"Just leave him alone, I'm tired of explaining it but Nayla is still hard, now aware tomorrow back again." Al was tired.

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In her room Quen chatted with Aditya via a mobile phone, this time not as usual, she was more silent and only asked one or two questions that Aditya asked.

"What problem are you having? Donk's story. Don't suddenly slip up and cancel our show, you can share with me, learn to open with me from now on?" said the man from across.

Quen just kept his hand playing the bullet on a white HVS sheet of paper making irregular graffiti.

The girl sighed in annoyance and intended to end her call with the man she was going to marry in the coming days.

"Dit, I'm sleepy. I'll take a break, okay?" said Quen.

Aditya gave Quen an answer for a long time and the man finally replied, "Ok, you rest first, dear."

Quen was fed up with the call from Aditya, and he felt unworthy of it.

Without saying a word Quen cut off his call.

Took...

Quen turned his head towards the door as soon as he heard three beats.

"Who? Just enter!" The thrill of lazily moving.

Shortly afterwards Al went inside and left the door of Quen's room half open.

The girl looked towards Al and confirmed her sitting position.

"What's up, brother? Do you want to change the bandage?" quen asked attentively.

Al just smiled and sat on the edge of his sister's bed.

"Oh, yes, brother has not taken medicine, is it tonight?" I'll take it for a moment" he exclaimed as he took the medicine box. And back to giving painkillers and antibiotics to Al.

"Drink first, brother. That's just minus my water on the nightstand. I'll get you the gauze and the alcohol first."

Feeling the pain in his hand, the man immediately grabbed the water that Quen showed.

Quen returned with a white box in his hand.

He sat facing toward al with one foot on top like a cross-legged person while the next leg remained hanging on the floor. She painstakingly untied Al's hand and cleaned his scar with alcohol and re-wrapped it after five minutes.

"Whose phone call is the same?" tanya Al pretended not to know.

"Sama Aditya, Brother. I feel like I'm really hesitant and don't want to marry her, sister, what's the meaning behind my dream yesterday, huh?" quen said as he circulated the view on the wedding dress hang beautifully displayed in the corner of his dresser.

"If in doubt, leave her alone, give clarity and decisiveness as to why you're canceling the wedding." Answer Al firmly.

"But, what about the honor of our family, brother?"

"Calm down, there's a big brother here. Don't be afraid, ok!"

Said Al trying to give his brother spirit and calm.

Quen answered nothing but a smile and looked at Al's face inside.

On the other hand Aditya feels there is an awkwardness with Quen. Either Quen or his fate is bad.

Because two weeks before the wedding, really unexpected things come in tubi tubi. Starting from the ex-wife again invites a reference, and Quen's nature that seems to change avoid it.

Aditya grabbed his own hair as a form of annoyance.

"Aarrg... What the hell is this supposed to be?" lamented annoyance.

"What's up, Dit?" greet Livia who saw her son look depressed

"Why is my life so great, Ma? Bebrapa last week Novita forced me to refer, and now Quen seems to keep avoiding me."

Livia smiled at the chaos.His son was reluctant to comment anything. In fact, he asked his feelings for the two women who were none other than Novita and Quen.

"Then, what do you think of Quen and Novita? Who is the best and who does mom like?" jawan Adit threw a question.

"They are both actually equally good, it's just that Novita lacks the attention and affection of both parents, in contrast to Quen from his behavior and speech alone obviously he's a well-educated child. While Novita, maybe he has gotten better after the bitterness he experienced. Sacrificing children and husbands for the sake of other men, and finally in campakan. But it's up to you, son. You who live this household listen to what your heart says and decide for yourself which of your choices are good for you."

Aditya was stunned for a moment to listen to his mother's advice. Not even the woman had the slightest bit of grudge in her heart or what her daughter-in-law had done just yet. It was incredible. But, now Aditya is really a dilemma in a difficult choice.

"Yes God... I should how? I love Quen, but in my heart I still have a taste for Novi" Aditya lamented inwardly.

Aditya also walked towards Axel's room, he saw the face of the eight-year-old boy who was sleeping soundly. He stroked his forehead slowly so as not to fly and kissed the cheek of the child.

"Darling, honestly you'd be happier if you'd like to refer to your mama, or marry aunt Quen?" aditya said to Axel who was sleeping.

"You're honest, don't be afraid of your heart, papa getting married just for your happiness, not for anything else, about love, papa really loves aunt Quen, but, uh, this heart still has love for your mother, too, dear." Aditya continues to dialogue as if Axel is an adult anal who already understands love, and in a conscious state. In fact, his son was clearly sleeping soundly.

Hah, Addit, are you really crazy, eight-year-old boy you're talking to about love? Where is the taboo prayer and understand? Stupidhead! He was in his heart, shaking hands and laughing alone.

Is Aditya crazy? Until it has to be? He's an ENT doctor, not a crazy doctor.

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Aditya stood under the hot sun, he leaned in front of his car ten minutes ago while watching the students passing by in front of him. But, the figure he was waiting for did not appear.

However, the man was still reluctant to give up, he continued to wait as he occasionally looked towards his watch.

Five minutes later, a blonde-haired maiden walked with a shoulder-haired girl painted maroon.

"Quen," cried Aditya calling his woman. Her eyes seemed to sparkle after nearly twenty minutes of standing under the scorching sun and burning, the girl appeared as well.

"Ehem... Cieee Uda picked up prospective husband only, Nih. Yes, there, bye!" said the girl next to Quen immediately went without greeting Aditya first, whereas in the past, he was in class with Quen, and obviously Sjaa Aditya had also been his lecturer.

"Geea... Where are you going?" quen yelled at his best friend, but, apparently, the maroon-haired girl didn't touch her best friend's call.

With a sense of a little lazy and tentinya forced Quen walk enxekati Aditya and say hello ala perfungnya, awkward, stiff and somehow difficult to explain. The girl is no longer as comfortable as ever since she found out about Aditya's ex-wife who invited the reference back.

If he didn't realize where he was, he wanted to say, "Aditya, go! Don't meet me, come back to your ex-wife." But, this is the campus area, almost all the students and lecturers in medicine know their love story, so, uh, Quen could only hold it.

Without orders Quen immediately opened the car door and sat next to the steering wheel, even in the car he did not talk much. Just quietly leaning on the chair and his right hand on the top of his head while twitching his two temples gently with his index finger and thumb.

"You why? It hurt?" aditya asked without turning his head, because, he also felt awkward with Quen's attitude which suddenly changed drastically.

"I'm just a little dizzy, maybe too tired" jawan Quen, turned his head towards the window.

"Bring rilex, only. You're too tense and tired to make your wedding day sick, okay?" Adiya tried to give her best smile even though she was very heavy to do it, because, in fact, there are two loves in her heart.

Quen simply remained silent and flinched at his previous position. Oa just cursed in the heart, "I'm anxious also because of me, even for our marriage, I'm not sure whether it can be continued or not if it continues this way.

"We'll have lunch first, yuk! You must not have had lunch, right?" tanya Aditya tried to divert the conversation.

Quen took a deep breath and took it out of his mouth and replied, "May, but not for long, will you?"

"Okay, Princess." Aditya still tried to smile even though he was devastated.

"Oh my god, how should I do? I even only have one heart but, why should it be filled by two women at once? It really breaks me, and then, what about Quen later if he finds out about Novita? I already said when I loved him," Aditya lamented inwardly.

Arriving at an old-fashioned cafe with a Quen bamboo gazebo sitting cross-legged in front of Aditya, he immediately chose the menu he wanted to eat without Aditya offering it first, not like his usual self.

Deftly picked up paper notes that are deliberately provided to write buyer orders that are usually one person ordering more than one type of food.

Quen wrote down chicken sticks, warm lemon and cryspi tofu. Then shift the paper towards Aditya without a word.

"Tumben's really fast, honey?"

"I'm dizzy, Dit," replied Quen briefly

"Ok, alright, I will have the same menu as you, just want to add grilled shrimp, deh, same cryspi squid and hodgepodge."

Quen furrowed his brows staring in astonishment at the man in front of him.

"Are you too hungry to have to squeeze so much food?"

"Are you able to fill up with just five pieces of tofu and a serving of chicken sticks?" ledek Aditya half laughed.

"And I can still eat at home" replied Quen.

"Ok, just remember that mom doesn't allow you to eat out a lot, huh?" aditya.

as time went on, Quen started rilex with Adot, although not as usual, but, this is much better than before.

occasionally Aditya also teases Quen and feeds his food.However, he is not able to see his heart moping.

"Quen, there's actually something I want to talk to you about, so, I chose this place to talk to you, you're not stirred up by emotions, you're horrifying me first, huh?" aditya said slowly, as soon as he finished eating.

From the gait or body language of his partner, Quej has been able to catch and understand what Aditya will discuss, based on his gantle man, his character, obviously he will definitely talk about his ex-wife.

"What, Dit? just talk," said Quen pretending to be calm. padhal actually he was impatient to listen to the sentence that will come out of Aditya's mouth.

"Actually I don't have to tell you this, but, if I keep hiding it I'm salaj too, so, I hope you can understand and promise not to get angry, we're all grown up, too, so I want to be open with what my problem is right now, because soon you are my wife" said Adit.

"What is it, Dit,? you just tell me the point," said Quen, getting tense. suddenly he was worried that Aditya would cancel his marriage that had been prepared long before the day H which was less than ten days.

Ok continue tomorrow yes, author capeo and dizzy really. a day make Up 2x because long time ga up. this head dah berkunang2 aja.

as per this promise Bang Al yes, how? handsome, right? pantes would be Papa Vano's son?😅