Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 76

"Your slap is still very painful even now, Al. Oh, aye. What's going on in New York?" ask Vico suspiciously. Because, so far his experience of joining Al abroad must be something bad ayaj something that does not feel good just happened, so, he will be more careful and afraid to dream.

"We're going to my sister's wedding, Quen" replied Al briefly as he opened the car window.

"Wait, you max Quen?"

Al replied with a nod while deeply sniffing his cigarette.

"Didn't he get married a month ago? Why marry again and that's so far away New York."

"His husband's parents were there. Yesterday at the wedding her husband did not tell his parents other than his brother, so they had a party there too" Al replied as he threw the origin of his cigarette butts on the street and closed his car glass.

"Oh, why are you the only one coming, Al?" asked Vico curious, occasionally turned to his best friend and then returned to focus on the streets.

"Father and grandpa Andrean are busy, mama nemenin my grandmother. And if Andreas' grandfather participates, will worry if there are no men who take care of them at home, yes, as a representative of them yes I am." Al closed his eyes while leaning. She felt dizzy and very sleepy, as these few days were combined with two jobs at once, and the problem with Nayla was not over.

"Don't you bring what the fuck behind it, Al,?" asked Vico when he accidentally saw some wrapping in the back jog.

"That? Parental care for besan, be sure."

"You look so tired, Al. How many rounds last night?" vico Goda while laughing.

Al immediately opened his eyes and hit Vico accordingly. "How many rounds of your head? I was a few days busy with work, where in papa construction also business in Japan. How many rounds?" al replied while returning to correct his position.

While Vico, he continued to laugh giggling at Al's expression.

"How long haven't you been doing that? Forgot how it felt, did it? Haha. Why the hell is your guy Nayla getting angry all the time? in less time, is it fitting that you***name of Clara's mother you're shouting?"

"Don't mention my mama's name with your dirty mouth, or I'll cut your tongue out." Still in a closed state and hands folded in front of Al's chest said.

"Woah, you're just scared of mama, aren't you? Try to lose mama is nothing more than a mama or a mother at heart, it looks like you'll enjoy being the head of a mafia gang, Al. It's been so deeply integrated in you apparently."

"Hurry up a little I'm already very sleepy" said Al.

"Okay, young master."

Arriving at his private jet, Al immediately asks Vico to ask for breakfast at the chef who has been hired on his plane, while he himself heads to bed for a break. Before going to bed he took the time to video the call of his sister who was waiting for his arrival.

Quen kept calling from him for a long time. Until he tried to untul the second girl just caught him. Al didn't quite hear Quen's words, he just guessed it through the movements of his sister's lips. Look at the situation around as well as the dress that Quen wore. Apparently he was attending a party.

Finally Al turned off his call and chose to send a chat message before his plane flew..

"Sister with Vico is going to New York today, this is already on the plane."

Shortly thereafter Al's cell phone with a reply from Quen had come in.

"Be careful, brother. I'm sorry I couldn't hear your voice so well, it's so noisy here because it's my mother-in-law's birthday party" Quen wrote.

Al just cringed and switched his phone into flight mode. Because it will fly soon. He was also very sleepy and could not stand his eyes anymore, then he finally fell asleep. While Vico he enjoyed his breakfast while reading a magazine for adult men in the family room while enjoying a cup of coffee.

"Haaah, that's really good so Al is. New age barapa has become a big business, jet business like this, huh... Really lucky him, born handsome pinter rich... Hah, but dear marriage can be a widow, hahaha." vico cussed in heart while coolly pampering his eyes with a view of a photo of a woman posing defiantly in vulgar and brave clothes.

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Quen walks while beijing her dress that is too long looking for Alex. After looking at the entire party area he got the man he was looking for also called out to him and gestured for him there.

"Where have you been, honey?" alex said very friendly while bringing his face closer to Quen's face.

"Sister Al just filmed my call, Lex. He's been on his private jet."

"Oh, huh? Good, is it true that mom and dad can't come?"

"Yes, but he was with his friend here" replied Quen.

Quen's answer made Alex think a little bit of a married man, why should I be with friends? Wouldn't his wife and son be better off?

"I thought he was with sister Nayla here" Alex said as he grabbed Quen's waist with him and asked to walk alone in front of the stage. Because soon the cake potonf event will begin.

"I think so too. But, brother if you have decided something where can be challenged? It's hard to bargain" Quen said with a laugh.

"Let's kit ahead, this time mama and papa will introduce you to my colleagues and my brother who are also present here." alex used to grin at Quen's right hand while the left was still used for a new crush, and only then did he let it sweep the floor when his feet were no longer resting on the ground.

"Oh, there it is Quen. Dear Quen, come here, son!" Excited mama Rita called him suddenly as he coolly chatted with people of USA blood who were the same age as him.

Quen was initially hesitant, but, Alex was able to cultivate her confidence eventually, with her steady and elegant steps she walked towards her mother-in-law. He greeted everyone with a warm smile.

"this girl is Quen.  I have been married to my son Alex in one month in Indonesia. and tomorrow we will have a wedding for them to come back, you guys come!" ("This lady is Quen, she was married to my son Alex before in Indonesia. And tomorrow we will have a wedding party for them again, you come here,") said Mama Rita with happiness and looks proud.

"wow, beautiful girl.  How lucky you are, Rita has a daughter-in-law this beautiful, as the name suggestions, Quen,"("Well, beautiful girl, you're so lucky Rita has a daughter-in-law like this,") Praise one of them and be accompanied by a nod and awe-inspiring look from the other, and it succeeds in making Quen blush in shame his face flushed red.

"Good noight Aunty," (Good night Aunt,") greeted Quen with a warm smile at the five mama-mart colleagues.

"Quen, you look so young. are you still in school?"(Quen, you look young, are you still in school?" ask one of them who has black hair and is left straight to his shoulder.

"Wow, great, she will definitely soon be crowned the youngest and prettiest doctor!" Excite them.

Quen just shut up and blushed embarrassed, in the lyrics Alex who was gathering and chatting with men who were also his age. Quen just looked, hoping Alex also looked at him and went up to him, he felt awkward with his in-laws and friends. But, apparently Alex really misses his friends and also his brothers in New York.

After a few minutes, the MC began to stand on the stage of the cake cutting event Rita, with her husband, was pinned by the two children, he said, his daughters-in-law and grandson Axel climbed up and stood in front of a large and very luxurious tart cake, before he cut, he introduced Quen to all the guests present.

Mama Rita also did not forget to tell them that intentionally Alex her son did not inform her about his marriage to Quen in Indonesia a month ago to give her a surprise on his fiftyth birthday to know so there is no misunderstanding from them.

After the cake-cut event, this is currently a dance event, where in the second round of music the female couple spins and exchanges pairs randomly. Maybe this is disgusting for Quen who is not familiar with western culture. But, it's common here. After all, just a dance is not up to the bed.

"Alex, is it okay if I dance with another guy?" quen said softly as he leaned his head on the chest of Alex's field while following the rhythm of mellow.

"I don't care, it's common here like this. But, if you mind, that's fine" whispered Alex.

"Well, just for a second so I don't get said to be arrogant, huh?"

"All right, just enjoy the party, baby. Everyone knows you're my wife, nobody's gonna dare to fuck around. Trust me, ok."

Quen smiled at Alex, held both arms around Alex's neck and kissed her while laughing.

"Hay, isn't it awkward the way you tiptoe just kissing my cheek?" alex asked with a hard look.

"Then, did you ask to be kissed on the forehead? I've struggled even harder, but I've used high hells, you know." Guess Quen kept teasing Alex.

"Straight with the forehead, bottom number two just above the chin. Kiss that part." said Alex boss.

"I don't want to" Quen replied with a stubborn tone of his head that was always fixed in Alex's mind.

"Well, did you choose, kiss my lips, or did I kiss your neck and leave my former possession there?" alex is triumphant.

Quen snorted in annoyance, he looked around right and left, it seemed like all the couples who were the majority were no longer young, in a more mature sense busy with each other's arms, no one would know if he kissed Alex. After all, Alex isn't her husband certainly not going to be a problem, right?

Quen completely kissed Alex's lips and as the rhythm of the music changed, the men let go of the woman and accepted the new woman to dance as well as the woman.

Quen was surprised when he saw the face that pulled his wrist slightly tight, because, this man seemed to force and seize. Because, before there was another hand that wanted to pull it.

Adityas. Inner Quen. Suddenly he felt awkward on his own. Because, in addition to having a relationship and disappointing the man in front of him, he is now the husband of his brother-in-law. Gee whiz... The world is no wider than the dance floor. Like this circling to meet new people but there is still a close relationship with the person who has been left behind.

"You're beautiful tonight, Quen." Praise Aditnya.

Quen was just quietly bowed a little throw his face to the side. A little backwards so as not to get too close.

While Aditya increasingly tightened his embrace on Quen's waist and slightly gripped. Makes Quen look up to see it.

"Look at you! With that expression that really makes me curious, I explained with our old-fashioned courtship style, I should have been braver to you, so that when I saw you with others I was not this sick, he said, because the man only got my side," said Aditya grinning.

"Dear uncle Aditya! You don't be brash, I'm your sister-in-law's wife, don't cause trouble." Quen held back angrily with a sharp look in his eyes.

Aditya is not pinched. He lost consciousness after seeing Quen. Seban, previously he had drunk liquor to honor the great guest of his father-in-law. He even more dared to pull Quen in his arms and kept his hands clutching Quen's waist.

Look, I'm just like this you've changed your expression, your breathing also sounds heavy Quen. I'm just wondering how you look when you make love, huh? Alex must be really excited to hit you, right?"

This time Quen was really angry, he felt as a woman had been harassed. He did not expect a good Aditya and the courtesy could change drastically tonight. What was?

Quen tried to run, even though his hands were itching to hit this man, it was impossible, here a lot of people and would be the center of attention and obviously. The good names of her in-laws and husband will be ruined tonight.

As hard as Heart Quen held back and thought of a way to escape this damned man.

"Why do you look so agitated, Quen? It's just that I'm not as smart as hugging Alex. But, to me hugging you a thousand times is so much more delicious than swallowing Novita, aren't you curious and trying to do it with another man?"

Quen this time was really angry, he stomped hard on Aditya's foot and immediately ran, initially he was looking for Alex, but, he was, she did not find her husband she ran into the house to her room and cried to her satisfaction.

It is very painful to know the depravity of men that we have appreciated and considered good by anyone but very insolent. Quen ran to the bathroom and barked at the shower, feeling completely dirty. All of her makeup and hair staylis was broken and washed away with the warm water that soaked her.

As for Alex, he got Byonce's partner, his trnasgender cousin from a man to a beautiful beautiful woman, so anyone who saw him would never think that he was a transvestite. Yes, only people in Byonce's past knew about it.

"Alex, I thought the rumor about you getting married was a lie. It seems right, and your taste is very good. It looks like he was born into a rich and learned family" Byonce said, hugging Alex on both shoulders.

"Sotoy, you. Apparently your fortune teller's soul is still tight until you change sex." Alex said.

"Hay, haphazardly. I just changed my appearance. Does not change my gender, because one day I will also repent, really. If you don't believe me, I'll show you later" said Byaonce.

Alex laughed embarrassedly at the words of his cousin.

"Eh, Lex. But, my guess is correct, isn't it about your empress?"

"Yes, you know where?"

"From his elegant appearance and from the way he spoke, duh, my manly soul, thrashed around forcing me to just immediately repent, Lex."

"Yes, I've been hunting penance before I die, but, once you get back to being normal watch out, don't you dare approach let alone tease my wife, huh?" threaten Alex while clenching his hands in front of Byonce's face.