Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 109

Are you seriously going to ride the bike with me?" Diaz's eyes widened in shock, disbelief.

"Yes, is that it, you think I'm kidding and pretending to want to? otherwise, I wouldn't have followed you walking up here."

Diaz put on a wry expression, in her heart she said, 'That stale base is me, Quen. Why do you want me to drop off? aren't you ashamed, or prestige? aren't you afraid to go in a fencing?'

"But I only have one helmet, how?" diaz tried to find an excuse.

"Why indeed? if you want me to wear it, you sit in the back. A drive."

"Yes already, Come on! Here you wear my jacket!" eventually, the man was at a loss for words.

Without hesitation, Quen grabbed the jacket Diaz gave him and put it on.

"Quen, you're married, I don't feel good about your husband. What do they think about me?"

"Why? What do you want to think about? We're doing perverts? Hugs and kisses on the street? This bike will look different from the car, there's nothing in the car that the outside doesn't know."

Even just this time Diaz met a woman who was hard to beat in the debate. True, Quen is not a weak man, she is a strong and strong woman. And those tears, for he was no longer able to bear all the burdens of his heart. Because, what he heard from Gea the girl was never miserable and always get affection from grandparents, papa, mama and also her brother.

Yes, it looks like how Al looks at it and takes it. The man also seemed to always lose and relented when dealing with this woman.

"Quen, are you okay?"

Diaz asked again as she felt the girl she had piggybacked onto her back. Obviously, the man was not used to it and felt a little uncomfortable.

"No, what's wrong? You don't like me sticking like this, do you? Excuse me. I used to be with my brother. Before he was married, we often went for a ride on the motorbike, no matter where it was. Sometimes he takes me to school with a motorbike, Diaz."

"In front there are two roads, we run, what turn left?" diaz diverted the conversation.

"Straight, about five meters, there's a white and yellow-gold fence left that road my home."

Diaz did not answer, he just followed the instructions Quen gave. Around the limamenit arrived in front ya g Quen maxut, the man hesitantly stopped his motor.

Quen got down, standing next to Diaz who was still on the bike. "Let's stop by first, surely Gea is still inside. We haven't found a new driver to replace the late prosperous sir, so, I'll have to open it myself" Quen said as he shifted the fence.

Diaz glanced into the fence, emblazoned with a very large yard with a beautiful garden arrangement and a magnificent house.

"It's late in the afternoon, next time, huh? I have to work tonight" Diaz said, saying goodbye to Quen and propelling his vehicle.

Quen looked at Diaz's back to the point of being invisible from the sight of her eyes. Drowning, he entered the house. Inside, there were people in the hospital, as well as Om Hans and Hanifah. But, Aunt Eren doesn't exist.

"Where's aunt?" ask Quen who I don't know. Only Hanifah answered her question.

"Mama's in the room, she's accompanying grandpa."

Quen walks to his grandfather's room inside and Nayla and Eren are busy. Cleaning things.

Without a word, Quen sat down next to his grandfather. He was sad to see his grandfather, but he could no longer cry.

It had been twenty minutes that the girl was inside, but, not a word had been said of her.

Indeed Quen changed drastically. Since the accident he was more silent. Though previously he brought spoiled and there was always something he told his grandparents, papa mama and also his brother. But this time, if he wanted to talk he would only talk about his aching heart. But, he knew, the one who heard it would get bored so, he kept quiet.

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"Papa, look at this paper, there is my name as a smart race participants meticulously district level, loh," said the brunette with pride.

Spooning the exhausted Aditya from work home, his disheveled face turned to prayer in just a few seconds.

"Where? Let papa see."

"Gee, papa's son is really great" Aditya said with pride.

"It's next week, Pah. Can papa come? Just once a year, pa." the whining of the boy made Aditya remember the one who was most spoiled to him after his son.

Aditya also smiled slightly not because of the whimper of his son. But, because he remembered Quen.

"Alright, papa's coming. Now you learn!" yells. The man walked into the kitchen as his nose smelled the scent of his favorite dish.

Adit saw the woman in the kitchen was busy memotongi vegetables while occasionally stirring something on the stove. He blinked and rubbed his eyes a few times.

"Are my eyes hurting? Or have the nerves in the brain associated with my eyes been damaged? That woman Quen? Hah, where possible, he's Novi, definitely Novi" grumbled inwardly.

At first Aditya wanted to leave. But he stopped, instead he approached his wife and hugged her from behind.

"Adit, are you home, baby? How can I not hear it?" novita said as her hands were busy continuing to wash the dishes.

"You're too busy, how can you hear?" adit said half-whispering in his wife's ear. While both hands guerrilla in the waist and lower body area.

"Ditha... I'm still cooking, nih," Novita said.

"Yes, I know... Just continue with your activities. I also have my own activities." seduced Adit while kissing and occasionally licking the neckline of Novita.

"Your actions bother me." Deftly Novita grabbed the stove and turned it off she turned her body and faced Aditya, responding to what her husband had done to her.

"No.... Forgive me all this time" whispered Adit as she held onto Novita's cheeks and began to pulverize her lips.

When the two are both swept away in their respective games, suddenly...

"Novitta! It's not polite to do this in the kitchen. Is there no room? Then, what if Axel sees it?"

Quickly and hurriedly Adit and Novita kept their distance, their hearts beating faster as they were completely shocked by the cry of Mama Rita.

"When did you come? Look, the door's wide open on your shoulder you didn't even hear. If there is a thief, know-tau your house is empty then you realize and shout the thief."

Aditya is getting clumsy. Not knowing what to do, but, he quickly put aside his embarrassment. However, they are also his wife's husband.

"Momy, sit! Is Mommy with papy?" aditya asked while pulling out a chair for her in-laws.

"No, papi's still at Alex's house. Where is Axel? Momy misses him."

"He studied in his room, Ma" Novita said.

Mama Rita is about to move. But, a few steps later he stopped his steps and glanced sharply at the child and ricocheted it.

"I guess you're still in a honeymoon mood. How about Axel come with me to New York?"

"Oh, no need, Ma. Can we please take care of him? After all, Axel was more often with his grandmother on Merdeka street, anyway," Novita replied rather nervously.

"Then, how can you do this in the kitchen, if he sees it, how do you explain it?" rika said grumbling.

Novita and Adit breathed a sigh of relief as soon as Rika's mother entered their son's room.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"You take a shower, honey. I continue to arrange the makaman first at the dining table, later we eat together, yes?" said Novita while tersemyum.

Aditya drew his face closer and kissed his wife's forehead and whispered, "Yes, baby."

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Al pushed Andrean's wheelchair out towards the front yard for sunbathing. It stops just below where it receives the most light.

He stroked both of his grandfather's shoulders slowly and affectionately.

"Al, grandfather knows, you must be very busy right now. All your companies handle it themselves. If you're overwhelmed, give up some for grandpa. Or, in the garemen grandfather who holds so that you also have time for family," said Andrean.

"Grandfather focus on grandfather's health to recover immediately. Al can still handle everything."

Andrean smiled with his eyes still straight ahead.

"Al, Grandpa knows you're very busy and the time for your little family is a lot seized now Grandpa apologizes. But, it is undeniable. Grandfather felt very quiet about this condition. Kakel actually needed a friend figure to accompany his grandfather to chat and divert his sadness after the incident that successfully claimed the lives of his brother and grandfather's wife. It also left the children of grandfather lying in a coma to this day. If grandfather had a view for a friend, would you also obey him?"

"Say it, Cake. Whose grandfather would you like?" al was firm.

"Grandfather wants a friend like Diaz. The kid managed to steal Grandpa's attention, Al."

"Diaz? Diaz's grandfather's maxed out friend Quen?"

"Yes, somehow grandfather felt like and happy for the ank. Is it because he's Quen's friend, or is he a medical kid? Even grandpa doesn't know, Al."

"Al will bring him here to accompany grandfather," said Al to leave.

"Al, let grandfather ask for it in his own way. As long as you agree," stop Andrean. Al was forced to follow the will of his grandfather.

Al also returned to accompany the grandfather, according to his novelty around the residential complex area.

"Why does Grandpa want him to accompany? Isn't that nurse keeping women?" al started the conversation.

"At home there are no Al men. If you go, if there's anything, what about the lady at home? Grandfather can't do much now" replied Andrean, feeling guilty.

Al in heart justifies the grandfather's max. Even from the beginning, why didn't he think about it, huh? It's in the heart.

"Grandfather, it's seven o'clock, we're back, huh? Al has to work" said Al, turning the wheel chair back, heading home.

"Yes, you work well. Don't be too forced if you can't handle it yourself. Grandpa's willing, Al." Andrean's message.

While when he entered the house, everything was busy. Al had just come down the stairs while holding Bilqis who was neatly dressed in uniform. While Quen prepares breakfast in banti by bik Yul.

Look at that sight. Suddenly Andrean's heart was very tenacious. We're busy in Clara and Quen's kitchen. Now he is helpless in his long sleep and only God knows when he will come to his senses.

Quen looked at the grandfather and threw him a smile without a word. Makes Andrean's heart shake. With a random appearance and lost its childish nature these few days make Quen very miril with Clara.

Andrean. Hiding his sadness, and muttering inwardly, "Not from the beginning Quen was already very fond of Clara. Quen and Clara live differently.

Clara from childhood lives alone with her mother who is a clock, so that makes her mature yet time, while Quen, living with luxury and having the complete affection of both parents, three grandparents, has a, and also a good adoptive brother and unfortunately already surpass the older siblings only. So, it was only natural that it made him spoiled and had a greater sense of dependence than Clara.

Because it is too late in his shadow of the past when he was with his late wife Clara and also Vano, making Andream unconscious since when Quen had crouched in front of him.

"Grandfather, Alex will come here, he will treat the nerves of grandfather's feet so that he can recover and be able to walk. It just so happened that we were empty today" Quen said with a gentle smile.

Andrean smiled unable to say anything but just stroking his granddaughter's head. He didn't say anything. But his heart rumbled between happy and sad. In his heart he said, 'Clara, quickly come to your senses from your long sleep! It's your little princess! He looks so mature and calm, exactly who you are now. And Al, I don't know if Vano junior mian is busy, Van. Conscious Son. Accompany and help tia handle our company. Kasian.'

"Grandfather, how are you quiet? Ok. I'll ask Diaz here later too. Grandpa likes him, right?" quen Demhan asked gently making Andrean smile proudly as he felt understood by his two grandchildren.

"Grandfather feels lucky to have two grandchildren like you, son. Even though you both have families. But, you still prioritize your crippled grandfather and can't do anything about it."

"It's our duty, cake. Let's cake have breakfast." Quen pushed Andrean's wheelchair to the dining table.

Even the girl also took what her grandfather wanted to eat, and was about to feed him.

"Quen, the crippled one's grandfather's foot, hands are still functioning properly, don't be too spoiled by your grandfather!" Andrean cried with a big smile.

"It's okay, was it grandpa who used to bribe Quen and brother, Al? Then, what's wrong now that you're feeding grandfather?" answer Quen. But, Andrean insisted on his own tomb. Being treated to him would only add to the sadness. Makes him think of his late wife.