Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 103

Setiba at Al's house finds the fence tightly locked. He didn't squeeze the bell that was available. For he thought there was no one in the big house. Without a second thought, the man decided to climb the fence.

As soon as it works, it immediately is running towards the main door and... The door is not locked.

"How could Nayla be this reckless as this house door left unlocked?" grunts in the heart.

As soon as the door opened and was about to enter, Al got a surprise. A person beat him all out mercilessly with a duster.

"Basic, suck you up, huh? Want to steal you when my employer isn't around" shouted the woman who was preparing to attack him.

"Ouch... Ow hell! Golly, Bik. Forgive me... You, who?"

"Who? I'm this housekeeper, and it's my duty to guard the house when I promise not to be home" he said, continuing to attack him.

"Sorry, Bi, sorry I'm Quen's brother. Mr. Vano's son and Ms. Clara's son" Al said while protecting the head and face area with both hands.

"Eh, who says her name is Al who is it, her husband Non Nayla? Walahs... Sorry Bibik, yes Den... Dumplings... Mana bager pisan looks exactly the same... After that, climbing the fence aunty thought the thief got hit by a thud, deh," said bi Yul felt guilty.

"Oh, new auntie huh? Sorry, I don't know, I just came from Japan, you know, Bi."

"Auntie was just this morning, Den."

Sayup-sayup from a distance heard the sound of siren ambulance unpretentious. Al suspected that it must be the bodies of his grandmother and grandfather. Because Pak Makmur's body has been delivered to his hometown only he is too busy and Quen also dropped so can not worship and say condolences to there.

Al looked towards the fence. As the brother and sister of his sister he must remain standing tough in front of anyone, especially Quen, although in fact his heart was completely crushed and fragile to see the figure of the woman he loved helplessly fought between life and death in the support of life's support tools, he said, together with the man who gave him the full love of a father during childhood to adulthood. And the grandmother and grandfather who educated him from the orphanage boy who did not know anything and even ate alone often less to make it like today was even stiffened lifeless with conditions that were no longer intact full blood.

"Bi, please open the fence, the ambulance carries the bodies of my grandparents."

Bi Yul was shocked to discover that he had just come here for a few hours and enjoyed a happy atmosphere with his complete employer and had even heard two of them had died. What's the matter?

"Quick, Biii," said Al helplessly. He staggered and dropped his body onto the living room sofa. His world seemed to be shattered and the sky collapsed on him his vision blurred.

Several hospital staff members Nayla and Bilqis came home while Quen was not seen with them. Soon the neighbors came after their death to worship and bathe the bodies.

Nayla approached Al who was daydreaming her eyes were reddened and swollen even though she did not see her husband's tears. Only his eyes seemed empty and empty.

"The strong yes, Mas. Kasian Quen's. He needs you to strengthen his heart. I know it's heavy. But, apart from Alex, Quen only has you, if you're also down how she is, she's pregnant."

"Yes, Nay. I'm not papa. I must be strong. We'll help them take a bath, you bathe Grandma's body, I'll help bathe Grandpa's body, Andreas, okay?" 

The man stood up trying to toughen up but, a few steps he collapsed unconscious.

"Baby, All. Help u! Sir, please sir, my husband is unconscious" said Nayla increasingly panicked and her mind was getting more talkative. The two in-laws were helpless in the ICU, her grandparents were unconscious, her sister-in-law had fainted three times in a few hours and now her husband was.

Several mourners came to help Nayla capture Al and lay him on the sofa.

Bik Yul was also sad and crying near Nayla.

"Goddessa, Non. Auntie didn't know why it was like this. This morning my aunt came but... Is this aunt a pesky carrier, isn't she?" said Bi Yul.

"Already, Bik. There is no such thing as a bad carrier. All this is destiny. Pray that my mom and grandpa Andrea will wake up and be healthy and come back with us here, huh? And pray that Quen is steadfast and able to get through all this. In the hospital three times he fainted. I hope nothing happens with her."

"Yes, Non. Da... Aunty can only help prayer... Oh, God, why is this so?" Even the woman kept sobbing.

About five minutes later, Al regained consciousness. Quen also went home with Alex, Aditya and Novita. Attending a funeral.

Along with that the office staff and work relations arrived. Flowers came from all sides.

"Quen, patience, huh? We pray that those who are gone may they be at peace by his side. And papa, mama and grandpa Andrean may soon wake up." Nayla approached Quen who was sitting in a wheelchair with her infusion. The woman looked very sorry with her brother-in-law. But this morning he was still cheerful and nothing. But, right now he was even pale helplessly like an undead.

"Grandfather, he's not badly hurt, Brother Nay. He's coming with me" whispered Quen helplessly.

"really? Where is he?"

"He saw the bodies of Andreas' grandmother and grandfather in the bath."

Nayla looked outside and it turned out to be true. He saw his grandfather sitting with his feet on a gif and some wounds on his arms. While his head area looks fine.

Nayla turned towards Al. He told me that Grandpa Andrean was present. Two sisters behind him.

Nayla looked from afar about ten meters away. Novita apparently persuaded Quen to eat or at least drink pregnant milk so that he had energy and nothing bad happened to his fetus.

"Lex, who's waiting for papa and mama? How are they conscious?" nayla asked, saying she wasn't with Quen. Quen's worry is getting sadder when he hears it.

"They are still unconscious. The doctor said there's a miracle for them...." Alex did not continue his relationship. But, from there Nayla has caught Alex.

"Are they alone?" ask Nayla again.

"No. Many friends mom. Anybody just now. Aunt Yuna was there too.

The body has been sholatan, and will soon be buried.

Al approached Nayla telling her not to go to the funeral. Just keep Quen here with Novi. While he, Alex and Aditya participate.

"Quen, it's the same here as Novi and Nay, huh?" bujuk Al's.

"Can't come, brother?" Quen's eyes looked towards her brother with a wry look.

Al crouched down while holding both of his sister's shoulders. Usually he could not resist Quen's wish, but this time he should be able to.

"Sister afraid of anything happening to you, did not the late grandmother once told pregnant women to come to the cemetery to watch the funeral? Let us the men go there, right? Nemani's brother Andrean's grandfather."

Quen nodded trying to smile but, those eyes still could not hide how his heart was. A clear thread leaped from the net soaked both of his cheeks.

"The strong one, huh? Don't cry anymore" said Al, wiping tears on both cheeks of Quen, then went to the cemetery with the two bodies that had been raised in the car.

Quen stared wryly and tearfully at the mourners who delivered his grandparents' body to the funeral. While Novita helps bik Yul take care of the guests. And behind him, Nayla faithfully accompanied him while rubbing both shoulders of Quen.

"Sister, I'm going to go to mom and dad's room" Quen told Nayla.

"Yes" said Nayla. With a shaky, shaky step the woman pushed the wheelchair that Quen was sitting in towards her room-in-law.

Arriving at Quen's doorstep asks Nayla to leave. "Sister, sister meet Bilqis first, kasian she must not have eaten. I'm fine here alone," he said, forcing a smile.

Hearing that, even Nayla who cried, how could she still remember the boy who was not really who she was. In addition to Al's stepson. Al is also just his brother. 'Quen, you always get love from everyone. Your noble heart is full of love and love even though you are in a state of completely broken mood, you still have time to think about the contents of the little girl's conscience, Nayla. Suddenly he felt sick and sobbed. Then leave just by patting Quen a few times on the shoulder without a word.

Realizing that there was no one, Quen took his wheelchair closer to the nightstand. He saw a small photo album of papa and his mother who stood there long enough. One photo of the two men gave him new strength to stand up and step up, even he forcibly removed an infusion needle from the back of his left hand.

Quen grabbed and hugged the photo in tears and said to himself, "Pa, didn't you promise this morning after you came home from France you'd be with me a lot until your granddaughter was born? But why, Pa? Why like this? You and my mom used to say, would you often look at me at my husband's house during breaks and take the time to pick me up at the hospital where I practice?" Quen looked back at the photo, looking at it closely. His bouncy fingers swept across the album glass wet by his tears.

While from behind, Nayla watches Quen with the matab water

no less flowing. He covered his mouth with both palms so that the sound of his stuffing was suppressed.

But, moments later, he was surprised to see Quen's body fall to the floor. He quickly ran over to Quen who fell back to the floor and was unconscious.

"Quen, dawn of Quen... Don't make you afraid of your condition? You're the strong one, aren't you?" nayla said as she continued to sob.

Lucky Quen fainted not all that time. He regains consciousness before Alex, Al and the others return from the funeral.

"Quen, don't mind too much, huh? Calm your heart. You should be rilex. Keep the fetus in your womb if you're too stressed. He's very sensitive and also bjsa crying if you cry, let alone you fainted four times all day? You don't want anything to happen to your fetus, do you?" persuade Nayla.

"Yes, I have to be able to, I have to be strong. Because this morning papa promised me, brother. He said he would spend time with me until his grandson was born. He even promised to always pick me up from the hospital as long as he didn't get out of town. I know, papa's gonna keep his promise, he's gonna wake up and pick me up when Alex gets busy with his job, now I just have to wait two weeks if he doesn't wake up I'll charge jani papa and mama... "

That's all Nayla can hear. He could no longer listen word by word to the deepest outpouring of Quen's heart about his feelings. He was no less sobbing imagine what if he was in that position. It will definitely not be able to.

Losing both parents she doesn't know what it's like. He also had no parents anymore, but, God took it in another way and much different, they were sick and not simultaneously taken by the father before the new mother. That was seven years away. While Quen... They are not sick they are healthy and will even go on vacation.

"Quen, you know they don't all love you? Don't cry anymore, huh? They will definitely fight against death and will wake up to keep their promise to you just now, do you believe? You even know for yourself that Grandpa Andrean has been able to come to the funeral. I'm sure soon papa and mama will be conscious too."

Nayla continued as she hugged Quen. It was all he could say to quench Quen's grief, so that Quen would not say any more words that would make his heart feel bitter and his heart cut.

"Yes, I'm fine, brother. Soon Aunt Eren, Om hans and Hanifa also came. They sent me a chat. Said. And tonight Momy Jeslyn will also be here, I will definitely be entertained by their abstinence." Quen's lips forced a smile even though his tears were not dry yet and continued to flow.

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Al and Alex go down to the cemetery to receive the grandfather's body, while Alex receives the body of his grandmother-in-law.

Meanwhile, Andrean asked the two sisters in his balekangn to push his wheelchair closer to the burrow to see the two faces of his newest person for the last time.

Though just this morning, our brother fussed about the business of our fish pond. What if these fish are not maintained and die if left for up to two weeks? And Vivian's wife also said that she enjoyed the holiday do not continue to be calm that continues to be thought.

Indeed, that incident was just this morning. But because this incident caused a very deep wound in his heart, it felt like exactly when they had left he had forgotten. All the momori was as if playing in Andrean's mind like a movie role that only he could see.

"Pa, two weeks in Paris huh? My mom agreed, really. Yea?" vano said with a smile full of desire. While Clara giggled amusedly at the expression of her objections while swaying spoiled on the arm of the nephew who he had considered like his own son.

Andrean also turned to the brother who pretended to be indifferent, because behind the assertiveness he had, he was actually a little weak if he refused the request of his grandson.

"Mas, once in a while he wants the child why the hell? It's only been two weeks, right?"

"But, Ma what about the fishes?" elak Andrean's.

"You are, the father of the children, what is the father of the fish, anyway, Mas?" said Vivian pouting and turning her face away.

"alright, fine... Two weeks is okay. Is that okay, brother?" said Andrean while laughing awkwardly.

"It's okay, when else can we recreation together like this? Aye, right? Grandson also to the newlyweds themselves. Al is busy taking care of business and Quen in addition to still in education is also pregnant, right?"

"All right, let's go otw!" Andrean and welcomed with joy.

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"Sir, don't be so tight? Don't worry too late. The private plane we're on" Andrean exclaimed.

Mr. Makmur just kept quiet, laughing awkwardly his eyes were busy glancing left right and towards the glass above the car to see the passengers sitting in the back seat.

Instead of reducing the speed, Pak Makmur just kept silent as if covering his nervousness. It looks like cold sweat is pouring out of his temple. His feet hit the brakes many times. But there is no hasol. Panic can not be covered again when the car is about to pass the corner.

"Sir, Mum... Brake's Blong!" shouted Mr. prosperous. The screams of the series and Allahuakbar lafaldz rang out loud to the six passengers when the car was getting bigger with the road divider.

Sure enough, the mobio they were riding was hit and overturned until bounced into the middle of the road to cause many subsequent casualties that resulted in consecutive accidents. As he regained consciousness, he saw Clara and Vano holding hands tightly together. It's weird, but it's a fact. Padhal, Clada sat behind Pak Makmur and Vano sat next to Pak Makmur.

While Vivian is unconscious and Andreas, she does not find her brother until she finally regains consciousness in the IGD room with Clara and Vano.

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"Good way, Brother. Goodbye my dear wife... We'll have you there. We will always remember and greet you both in our prayers. May we be found in his heaven and gather together and never separate again." Andrean smiled but the clear circle was getting more and more leaping wet the net.

He was sick and felt lost. But, seeing two faces that looked white as if they were falling asleep, he also understood that they only needed to let go.

Moreover, the wife, he was closed with a face that looked beautiful and spoiled smile. It was as if the smile was aimed at him. At first, Andrean thought it was just a hallucination. But, a lot of him heard from the mourners, they said similar things.

"Busy Mr Vano turned out to be beautiful huh? Just look, his corpse is pure white and smiling. Her life must be more beautiful than that."

"Yes, huh?"

And obviously, that speaks for sure to be a new employee or staff. Because, if the old employees, obviously they already know for sure.

Al and and Alex, back up. The grave hole is now filled with soil. Al felt strong and could no longer see the two figures who gave him love and compassion helplessly in the arms of the bowels of the earth like this.

To Andreas, he was the one who made the homeless child, who was a nobody and had nothing to make himself like the current Al. The figure of Al, known to the world as the successor of the grandfather's company and successfully brought many benefits. Al handsome young man is rich and full of charisma.

And reserved for Vivian... It was only a few days before he braided the two had a chance to ngeteh ngeteh while fish therapy in the north yard of the house. The two chatted about his youth, as well as how his mother who he felt was exactly the same nature even harder than Quen.

His grandmother also had time to give him a message so as not to always be busy in his work.he was married if he could family affairs and work not to be lightly next door. A fair and a draw according to each portion. Even the grandmother also had to talk about Quen and Nayla.

"Al, Grandma knows you've grown up with Quen. You also think of him as a real sister. But, in front of Nayla you don't show too close to her. Kasian Nayla, he's jealous" said his late grandmother ringing in the ear.

"Nay basically, possessive Nek," replied Al without looking at the grandmother.

"It's not. You two are married. What if that closeness caused a different kind of affection. The brother and sister changed in love. Want to have each other and be together? If both are still good bachelors, your marriage is fine." Vivian looked chuckled while looking at herself.

"Ngaco this granny when you talk. It's not funny Nek that Al married as well as his own," said Al with a wry smile.

'If it's that easy, I want to marry Mama Clara, more mature and anyway I want to stagger' said Al in his heart.

Vivian still chuckled as her grandson who looked sullenly showed great rejection. Rubbing his back he said, "You don't really understand my grandson's true love affair yet."

"Love gives you freedom and you don't have to have it, do you, Grandma?" answer Al.

And again Vivian chuckled. This time he smiled and gave her a gentle look.

"It's all got its own rate, Cu. Sometimes there are so, sometimes there are also those who fight hard and desperately must be able to. As time goes by, you will know too. Papa and your mama used to be, too."

The woman patted Al on the shoulder and asked for his help to stand up and leave the pool.

The funeral was closed with prayer. The mourners also left the tomb with only Andrean Al Alex and two sisters guarding it.

Al approached Alex, and whispered to his brother-in-law, "Don't you go home first? Kasian Quen's. Let me hang out with Grandpa for a second and I persuade him to go back to the hospital. If I'm long, maybe I'll accompany Grandpa there."

"Yes, good brother. I'll go first."

Alex left the deserted burial area, Al, Grandpa Andrean and the two sisters were still there.