Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 101

"Hello, yes, brother. What's up?" Quen recorded a report of the results of today's practice while clutching the phone between his shoulder and left ear.

"Where are you now?" say that voice.

"I'm still in the hospital. Soon after collecting the report also came home, what is it, brother?"

"Somebody picked you up, didn't they?"

"Yes, Alex is already in front of the hospital. Brother want to pick me up?"

"Yes already. You two come here. Mama's dad's tomorrow and everyone's going on vacation to Paris. Stay with Nay and Bilqis, if you're not in college."

"OK, done. Yes, brother, I'll collect my duties first, yes?"

The call ended. With a slow and unhurried move Quen headed for the room. As soon as he came out of the room dr. Luci. Qeun suddenly wanted to use her womb, wanted to know what kind of boy her child would be, so, she called Alex asking him to go to polytheism.

"Alex, come here! I suddenly wanted to use it" Quen said as his husband answered his cell phone call.

"usg? He said whatever the gender let it be a surprise when he was born, baby?" answer Alex.

"I changed my mind, come here, huh?" in a spoiled tone Quen said making the man just smile and obey.

About five minutes Alex approached Quen who was queuing with other pregnant women. All eyes were on the young couple. It is very obvious that the husband loves his wife.

For a moment, Diaz looked melitas. Seeing Quen sitting in line with another patient made the man approach her. Because, Alex just happens to not be next to Quen. He was still to a deserted place to catch the call.

"You Want Usg?" ask Diaz.

"Yes, I didn't want to start, but, all of a sudden, I changed Diaz's mind."

"Oh." At first the man was about to sit next to Quen. But, have not yet taken the step Alex has approached.

"Have you got the queue number, honey?"

Diaz turned his head right next to him exactly as he stood an Ingria-blooded man with a large tall body, wearing a black pres body shirt as if showing off the muscles of his six pack arms and abdomen.

Quen stood up to greet the man with a smile and said, "Less three more queues, only then are we. Lex, meet my friend Diaz. Diaz, it's Alex, my husband."

Diaz smiled awkwardly and shook hands. Both of them look familiar in a few minutes. In my heart, Alex is a cool type of person and not too possessive. But, in order to get close to Quen, he was getting more and more inferior. If you can choose, it feels like Diaz currently wants to move places of practice only.

She couldn't see Quen with anyone else, but, even if Quen wasn't married, she wouldn't have the courage to ask for it either. Because he knows himself enough.

"You guys go on, okay? I need to get back, right away" Diaz told Alex.

With gontai steps the man walked towards the parking area. Today is very tiring for him, not only physical and mind but heart.

Arriving at the parking lot, the man put the gloves he kept in the seat, motorcycle, mask, mask, helmet and ready to drive his matic vehicle to the boarding house before finally later tonight he did a side job as a restaurant waitress.

Arriving at the boarding, the original laying of a backpack from his shoulders. He sat straightened his legs on the floor while resting his back on the bed.

His eyes closed while his left hand sped his forehead. The perverted eyes opened and stared at the study table close to his bed.

The man seemed to smile as if just looking at the photo of the album standing on his desk had paid off.

With a creep, he tried to reach the photo album he saw a photo of white clothes ala doctor himself with two beautiful girls. Quen and Gea. Her lentic finger stroked the photo of the long-haired girl and her lips formed a small smile.

"So the woman I thought the girl from yesterday turned out to be a mistress. In fact, soon also have the status of a mother," murmured Diaz, alone.

After a while, Diaz looked towards her calendar and practice schedule. He had time to vacation for two days. So he had a frenzy to go home to Bandung tonight after work hours.

Finally, he packed the items that need to be taken then, immediately took a shower and took a nap to avoid fatigue and drowsiness while driving.

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After performing the USG, Quen and Alex make their way to the parking lot. As always, they are the center of attention. The mouth of the patients, fellow koas and even the sisters who happened to cross paths, his gaze was always on them. In fact, not a little bit of that stained behind him.

"Eh, that's the usual koas with Diaz's sister, right? See, that's what a pretty girl and a blateran, her taste is snappy, if it's not a whale,"

"Yes, sister Diaz, the woman she loves doesn't take it at all. He prefers bule."

"Yes, tuh. Uh, but by the way the bulls are handsome too, huh?"

"The cave prefers Diaz even though it can be ten caves ogah," said Diaz's big fans tightly.

"Seriously don't want that rich one? What's the girl's name? Wen... Wen... Who?"

"Wen what, anyway? Quen!"

"Yes. Don't want Quen's rich bule guy?"

But unfortunately Quen didn't listen to any of it, and neither of them knew that the man Quen was with was her husband.

"How many days are they in France, honey?" alex asked, as she turned on her car engine.

"How much? Don't know, maybe a week, yang." Quen leaned back as soon as the seat belt was attached.

Alex noticed his wife's tired face. He smiled faintly, as soon as the car had come out of the parking area, Alex's hand reached Quen's right shoulder, massaging him gently.

While Quen enjoyed the massage so much that his eyes spelled out. Alex smiled broadly at that.

"Why? Yummy, huh?"

"Yes. So tired today. Gini yes if the body is two easily tired," said Quen with a laugh.

"Yes, arrive at my house to massage you later."

A few minutes later Alex's car was parked in the Quen family's yard.

"Darling, let's get down!" exclaim Alex.

Silent. There's no answer.

"Quen!"

Because there was no response Alex turned towards Quen. It turned out that the woman had fallen asleep. All the way quiet, it turns out he was very sleepy, huh? Alex muttered in his heart.

Quen's face was fixed. Getting closer and closer. The sound of his regular breathing made Alex could not bear to ponder. But, he wouldn't have possibly left his woman in the car either, would he?

Alex kissed those lips carefully. As soon as his lips pressed, the woman's eyes opened. Bummer. But, not responding immediately. He laughed inwardly knowing how his husband was behaving.

Alex quits his kiss as he feels a change in Quen's breath.

"Well, is that how it is? Not again?" goda Quen on her husband.

Alex smiled clumsily while scratching his head that did not itch, later if you want more or more. Come on, let's go down first" Alex asks.

Once inside the house, Quen found the atmosphere of the house was quiet even though the residents were still complete. Even if there is no one of them, at least Al. Work outside or just hang out. At the cafe with his friends. While others can be guessed if you are busy with the preparation of the holiday.

"Quen, Alex. You guys here, baby? Here sit. We all want a vacation, right? And met with that Al also to Japan. He's already gone. It's just not long. Mama tipped you guys to accompany Kak Nay, same guard the house, huh?" said Clara.

"Yes, take it easy, Ma. Enjoy the nostalgia. Is my brother leaving?" ask Quen.

"Yes already, because suddenly, maybe three days have also reached her home again."

Alex had found out a few hours earlier that he was still receiving calls from Al, perhaps by then he was already preparing to leave.

Suddenly Alex feels that the house is full of affection. How not, his mother-in-law just called him and his daughter with a dear one. Because the affection has been embedded and taught since Al and Quen from childhood, it is natural that the two grow to love each other. In fact, he not infrequently heard Al calling his sister with a call of affection like his parents. But, as a younger one, Quen never called Al dear.

"How long is the plan there?" ask Alex.

"The desire is two weeks but, both your grandfathers say a week is enough.

"Oo, happy holidays, huh Ma? Well, my body hurts all. I took a shower, aja deh," said the woman then walked to the stairs.

As he looked at the ranks of the guest rooms, he realized how big this house was. Everyone's leaving which means it's just him and Nayla. Who will clean the house if there is no maid? If only they cleaned Quen couldn't. But, he put aside the question first. All he wanted was to take a shower and take a short break while chatting about this. Kan, his parents are warm tomorrow morning. And also use a private jet from the company managed by the brother. No worries about being late.

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Quen deliberately woke up early before everyone was awake. He gave a little surprise to those who will be on vacation by preparing breakfast. Although only tuna sanwich toast and warm fresh milk for breakfast, at least, he prepared it himself without the help of anyone including his sister-in-law who diligently woke up early.

When he was just about to put bread and sanwich into the microwive, the sound of Mr. Makmur calling.

"Mrs.... Sir, someone's coming!"

Out of curiosity, Quen came out to see who actually came this early in the morning.

"Who the hell, this early," inner Quen while looking at the wall clock attached to the left of the wedding photo of his mother's father in the living room. "Huhahh... Even this was only fifteen minutes, "he said again in his heart.

The woman continued to walk forward to make sure who came without telling. While Pak Makmur kept shouting calling Madam and Mister nonstop. It was silent when Quen suddenly stood in front of him.

"Eh, Miss Quen, hehehe" said the middle-aged man with a grin.

"What's up?"

"Anu, it's Non who's looking for Mr. Vano and Mrs Clara" replied Pak Makmur feeling bad. Actually more to be confused and all wrong.

It seems urgent. If no... It's still very early in the morning.