Don't (Blame) Love

Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 173


"Yes, your brother's Iddah is over we'll marry them soon, too" replied Andrean deliberately provoking the emotions of his grandson.


''What cake? Marry, them? Isn't this too fast?" al protested with a strange-looking behavior in Andrean's eyes.


Andrean smiled at Al's very strange behavior. 'That's exactly what Juna and Vico said. Al is in love with Queen. If so, why not just be honest? Then why did he not divorce Nayla only if it was already tidsk love. Moreover, the woman has also been having an affair, ' inner Andrean.


"What's too fast, Al? They've been in love since Queen hasn't officially divorced Alex. Meanwhile, your brother's iddah period has also passed since a month ago. If two people love each other, let alone our reason for not bringing them together?"


Al was silent for a moment trying to think of finding the right sentence for an excuse. He secretly thought, Is it true that he loves, Queen? But, where is it possible? Isn't it the same as marrying a younger sibling if this is the case, their parents are the same. Calling papa to the same man and mama to the same woman even though they have no blood relation, but Al and Queen have lived and grew up together since childhood.


"Al's just worried, Cake. Alex also loves Queen but their relationship runs aground due to Helena. If that happens again, what if my mom and dad wake up later? They will be sad and disappointed with Al, Kek for not being able to take care of Queen well" Al replied.


Andrean smiled and rubbed Al's back and asked, "Lantas, who do you think is worthy of your sister? Do you know any other woman who loves Diaz?"


Al quickly replied, "Hanifah, Cake."


"Will he justify any means to get Diaz? If it were, yes, it would have been a long time ago, Al. Hanifa will still love her sister."


"Al just feel sorry for her, Mother. Just falling in love is heartbroken. Had there been another man willing to take good care of Queen, would Grandpa have betrothed Diaz to Hanifa?'


"Depending on them not being separated, if there's another guy who wants to give Nayla happiness, and it's not you, you're ready not to let her go for that guy?"


Al was upset, he and his grandfather talked about Queen, why suddenly even spread to his household relationship?


"You have breakfast there, take your wife and kids for a walk. Poor them, must also want to walk with you, mumpung you are not busy.'


Al was still unmoved in his place, he seemed reluctant to leave the house. Maybe because there was Diaz and he was jealous, Andreas could catch the look of his eyes and strange gurgles. It's just that, he didn't realize it so much before accidentally hearing Vico and Juna's conversation a while ago.


But come to think of it as making sense, anyway. Al had always prioritized his brother over his wife. Why is he not conscious, too?


"Would you leave or not? What if there's another guy offering your wife comfort?"


"Yes, Cake. Al take them for a walk now.''


With heart and feeling annoyed and arrogant Al went upstairs to his room to take Nayla and Bilqis for a walk.


While Andrean just smiled at Al's behavior and muttered alone, "You have to fight to get your sister's love first, then you can be together. If your papa and mama used to, try to convince and win our hearts to get blessing. Struggle, Al. If you can, just let Diaz go with Hanifah.


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Al lazily entered the room, finding Nayla reading a storybook to Bilqis.


"Road, yuk!" exclaimed Al, indifferently like a man who spoke for himself.


Nayla stopped reading, she looked towards Al looking at her husband with a look of almost disbelief. 'Mas Al ngajak go first? what's the matter?' inner Nayla.


"You make me and Bilqis walk, Mas?" ask Nayla, convince yourself.


"Of course, would you like to?"


"Yes, Mas. Want. Bilqis, we're ready to go with papa, son."


"Now, Ma? Hooray... Finally after a long time, finally papa there's ajakin time we go for a walk, huh Ma?" the boy shouted happily.


Nayla just smiled over the words of the princess only wayangnya.


"Papa, where are we going?" asked Bilqis while hugging his stepfather's waist, looking up.


"Bilqis where are you going? To the Mall or to Dufan, Ancol?" tawar Al's.


"Emmmb, where, Pa?" The boy put his index finger under his chin and his eyes looked up, indicating that he was really thinking hard.


“Ya already, we go to Dufan only if so, right, do you want Papa?’’ Ask the boy again, to be sure. For long has Al, his stepfather, had time for him and his mother.


Let alone invite away, Do not go for a walk, just invite him to talk is almost never.


As Bilqis prepared, Nayla approached Al. The woman showed a smile and a powerful attitude that had not been shown to her husband for a long time. He thinks Al is again caring and caring for him and his daughter because of her relationship with Queen. Maybe it's true. But that's not entirely true.


“Mas, thank you, yes you want to take me and also Bilqis road. I know, you love me, but, since you're busy taking care of three secular companies, it makes you rarely have time.”


Al tried to get rid of Nayla's hand which flanked her right arm. Without saying anything, Al went to pick up his jeans jacket that was on the hangers of the closet.


“I wait for you guys downstairs, hurry up a little before I change my mind,” said Al, then rush out of the room leaving Nayla who started to go GR.


Al quickly went down the stairs. The real emotions were not stable at all, but now it was even more silent when he saw Queen and Diaz joking in the living room chair.


Al did not know exactly what the two were talking about. But, they both look very exciting and fun to enjoy togetherness.


Intentionally, Al cleared his throat with a loud voice. But, the Queen who was already emotional with him did not want to know. Especially caring.


Al does not really understand how his sister is, because all this time he is classified as the type of person who is difficult to get angry. Even if it never lasts long. But, if you are angry... Thus, Queen.


“There is a brother Al. Don't be so tight, dong sat,” whispered Diaz to Queen who felt awkward and unpleasant with Al who had seen watching them.


“Why if there is him? He must understand too. She was once young, and was not betrothed when she married sister Nay,” Queen replied, sewot, and instead leaned her head on Diaz's arm.


“Come on, we're ready. Can we leave now?’’ said Nayla, holding Al's arm.


While Bilqis she slipped papa and her mother who was still stopped in the middle of the stairs.


The boy approached Queen and Diaz.


"Om, Auntie, come to dufan with us, yuk!’’ take Bilqis while sitting on the lap of the Queen.


"You guys going to Dufan? Wow, cool dong," said Quen.


"Come, come with us" Biqis asked, again.


"You just go, Om same Aunt will be at home accompanying grandfather, okay?" persuade Quen.


"Yes already, Om's chest, Tantee." Bilqis walked out as his father and mother walked out across them without saying a word.


Queen didn't care either, she felt it would be better if her brother didn't want to talk to her.


"Diaz, to the beach, Yuk!" take Quen with you while holding Diaz's arm.


" To the beach, where?"


"Whatever, it's not Ancol."


Diaz also complies with the will of the woman. At first they wanted to bring Andrean's grandfather. But, grandfather refused, even though he was desperately persuaded he still refused.


They were finally alone together.


The house became quiet when the two of them left, there was only Andrean and Bik Yul.


Andrean went into the room and locked the door.he was bored constantly being and always sitting in a wheelchair.He walked back and forth in the room, thinking of something to throw his boredom.


Suddenly, he remembered Hanifa, whom he had recently known to be a lot of moody despite smiling in front of him.


"It should be, to smooth my plan to pretend I can't walk yet I must have a driver who can be trusted to keep a secret and not easily slipped. But, let me give you one of my poor grandchildren" Inner Andrean. He began scrolling contacts in his phone and then called Hanifah.