Don't (Blame) Love
Episode 240's

After pushing Nayla's body out of her room, Queen

wash your face and lay down on the bed.

“Haaah, what a tiring day. Queen fingered nightstand

took a new photo album a few days he put it there. Yeah, that

it's a picture of him and Al when he was a teenager.

“Where are you, Al? I'm sorry about me. I ngaku

salah,’ said Queen alone. He looked at the photo until he fell asleep.

While in her room, Nayla confuses herself like a person

fire beard. Trying to figure out a way to make Al, her husband hates Queen and divorces her. But, uh,

until midnight even Nayla could not find a little idea. Because,

queen was never wrong in Al's eyes. This time Al was angry

same Queen. Wanted to call Jevin, it's night, too.

The morning sun began to raise its rays. Its rays

piercing through the curtains of the room, blinding its neutrality. In bed, a woman

still look sleepy and melt back evaporate and wriggle straighten

his muscles, he stayed in his place for a moment and sat on his bed

like thinking of something.

“Al, where are you going, anyway? Not home last night?”

Queen went to the toilet, washed her face and went out

room to make sure. As soon as he arrived downstairs, the place he was heading to was

the room that Al used to sleep in.

But, Queen had to be disappointed, because Al wasn't there. Even

the mattress there also remains neat, taka da seeprti new occupied.

The woman just sighed and wildly. He can't

I believe her husband did not come home. He wanted to look into the trunk himself.

Trenyata true, indeed the car that Al used to go yesterday afternoon does not exist.

Disappointed, the Queen went back inside. Moments

the breakfast was also moody, not as usual.

Around ten in the morning, Vano received a call.

It looks like from the office, they inform there are clients who want to meet,

and Al did not enter work, the number also tal can be contacted. So, he had to

gotta get there to replace Al to meet a client.

“Who called, Pa?” ask Queen.

“Telfon from the company, Darling. Papa seems to have to go

office now. Take care of yourself at home?” vano said, then he went to the room

to change his clothes, he went to the office. Temporal

Queen to get rid of saturation and bosennya, he decided to go to the place

Gea. He needs to be home.

While Nayla, once aware of the quiet middle house, He

didn't waste the opportunity to meet with Jevin. There he is

tell me everything that happened.

“You seem very sad, why, anyway?” ask Jevin

Nayla's.

“Jev. It turns out that secretly, Queen and Mas Al are married

more than three months,” Nayla answered while crying in Jevin's arms.

Jevin silent. He doesn't think, how can, brother

the brothers are doing a wedding? Isn't that forbidden?

“They're married? How can?” ask Jevin astonished.

“Yes, it turns out that the mastermind behind all this is grandfather

my in-laws. It's worth it first, during Queen's engagement to Diaz. Mas Al

suddenly appeared and took the Queen away somewhere. And with ease

he replaced Queen with Hanifa. Al is not really a child

the birth of my two in-laws, Jev. He said that from the age of six, he was adopted

and get equal treatment with their Queen's biological daughter.

In fact, Andreas' grandfather, my father-in-law's father entrusted his company in

The Japanese were there for him. Since graduating High School he's been grazed hard, because

he was already considered a son and a biological grandson, so he had to run anything

according to the responsibility of the grandson of an owner, right? “

“Already, you're tenag. Don't be sad, huh? There will still be me,”

entertain Jevin while stroking the head of Nayla leaning against his chest.

“Queen last night also said it would make mas Al

divorcing me, Jev. What if I was rightly divorced by mas Al from the act

Queen?”

“And there's me, Nay? We can get married,” Jevin said.

Jevin keeps stroking Nayla's head. But, in his mind, he

thinking how lucky Al is. All this time he really did not expect

if he was just a child. So where did he come from, actually?

Who are her real parents? How can it be similar to pack Vano?”

It's been almost a week Al hasn't been home, and

taka da takar's. Papa Vano has started to take care of the company

it's been two years since he left because of an accident now, has begun to get

he handled it well.

Queen who feel reluctant to die do not want more sters only

looking for Al wherever he still can't find. Finally he too

he came to his grandfather and asked him in the hope that he could give

clue.

Queen saw her grandfather relaxing in the back garden

while enjoying a cup of jasmine which has been his favorite since time

long ago. I don't know since when, what he knows, from a long time ago, his grandparents

always has.

“Grandfather, do you have time?” ask Queen with a face

frustration and blank stares.

“What's up, Queen? Comehere! Do you want the?”

“Where's Brother Al, Cake? Hasn't he been so close

with you?”

“Grandfather doesn't know, Queen. If grandfather really

know, it's certain grandpa will catch up with him.”

“Serious, Cake. I really can't without him. Me... “

Queen's neck felt suffocated, holding back the cry until it could not continue

his sentence.

Andrean smiled and patted his grandson's shoulder a few times.

“Should, you're the only one who knows where Al is,”

he said firmly.

“What's your max, Cake? If I had known, it's been from yesterday

approaching him, I really don't know,” Quen complained as he wiped away the tears

on both cheeks and back with a chin on the table.

“You still remember the moment before your engagement with Diaz Al

it also disappeared, right, at that time? Then he took you away. Where's that?”

Queen immediately stuck her head and pulled herself out

inwardly, ‘Iya, why am I not thinking, yes?’

“True. And only he and I know, Cake. I'm gonna

Take the car keys and leave.

The Queen was too happy and convinced that Al was there

I forgot not to bring my bag. Nevermind Bag. Hp only he's not

recall.

About an hour's drive away, Queen arrived on the spot

where he has bitter memories with Al. But now he likes it.

With a slightly hesitant step, the woman stepped

and opened the door that was not washed. Once the door is open, Aroma

liquor and cigarettes invoke his sense of smell.

The Queen slightly held her breath and flicked her hand on

in front of his mouth and nose. Then he stepped up to see the situation inside.

Queen spread her gaze throughout the room

and saw the person leaning behind the sofa that only his hair could see.

He was sure it was Al. He approached the man and it turned out

thats right. Al leaned with his eyes closed. His chest up and down following

his regular breathing showed that he had fallen asleep.

While around, scattered bottles of liquor with various brands and

cigarette punting. The queen squatted down looking at the man's exhausted face

from a closer distance.

Unknowingly, Queen's hand touched the man's cheek and

gently stroked.

“Al, I came to apologize. Please forgive me, yeah?”

shiver the woman.

Al who felt the arrival of someone was slowly

opened his eyes. He is still half-conscious and there is also the influence of drinking

alcoholism thinks Queen is an illusion.

“You why always just show up? Aren't you tired of continuing

just haunt me? The real queen would never come here because she didn't

care about me.”

Queen who could understand Al's mental state, he hugged the man

that and whisper. “Al, it's me, I'm sorry I failed you. Okay well? Yes I am

ngaku. I've been thinking and deciding, I wouldn't mind having

son of you, because you are my husband.”

“Queen? Is this really you? You're not an illusion?”

“Yes, I'm here to apologize, and bring you back

home, Al.”

Al laughed obliquely, he was about to get up and reach for the woman

the one in front of him. But, he was too drunk and probably also his stomach

not filled with food other than this delicious drink.

“Be careful!” exclaiming Queen while holding her husband's body.

He should be angry and hate to see this kind of Al. But, I don't know

why, he can't hate him anymore even though Al's situation is like this. Her heart

truly accepting Al for what it is, including its ugliness.

Al said what I don't know, the Queen can't hear it with

evidently. Now what the woman does is get her husband,

take him out and go home.

Upon arriving home, Queen asks Dedi for help

it just so happened that he opened the gate for her.

Queen initially thinks about bringing Al into her room

the one upstairs. But, it's too hard. So he took her in

to the guest room that Al made his bed all this time. Just now they

entering home. Nayla apparently called

name Al.

“Mas Al! What's wrong with you?” ask the woman in panic

and come near. In fact, on the right left side Al already have Queen and Dedi

which divides.

“Soide you don't get in the way!” snapped Queen.

“Queen, have you forgotten that I am still his wife?”

nayla snapped no less fierce.

“Oh, yes? Then where have you been? Know her husband's missing

I don't know where, instead of nyariin even the crawl is not clear. Just look

your clothes, not like a fine woman, are more similar

pela**,” cetus Queen.

“Say what, you? How dare you?” nayla shouted and wanted to

spread his hand towards the Queen's cheek.

Dedi, who had also long hated Nayla, took

middle ground and tend to defend Queen. It also looks pretty flashy.

“Already, Ms. Nay. You don't make trouble runyam. Paks

Al needs help, not debate. If you're here just screwed up, then,

please just go! Queen tried hard to find her herself,

sedan you?”

Instantly Nayla's face was heated due to embarrassment with what

what Dedi said was that he was a little worried about Dedi knowing about his scandal

with Jevin. Because, he accidentally once saw Jevin talking to

one of the waiters at the restaurant when he was about to eat with Jevin on the spot

his subscription.

With annoyed and stomping her feet, Nayla went towards the

her room.

While Queen with the help of bi Yul took care of Al. I don't know

perhaps he was also tired and sleep-deprived for the last few years, the Queen who

sitting near the bed also fell asleep,

with a sitting position and his body resting on a mattress occupied by Al, as well as hands

who did not want to escape from the grasp of her husband.

At about two in the afternoon, Al regained consciousness, opening his eyes

slowly. He realized this wasn't in his villa. Except at home. He was a little surprised

when he saw Queen sleeping beside him while holding his hand.

“Queen? So, that's me no longer hallucinating, huh? What

maybe he's the one who brought me home?”

Al who already felt his body improving, he also tried

stand up slowly, then lift the Queen's body and lay it on the mattress.

The queen who happened to be wearing a tutu skirt, accidentally

the bottom was exposed revealing his injured calf like a scratch.

Out of curiosity, Al tried to look at his wife's knee, and sure enough, the wound

it's on the knee too. Al remembers, when he was emotional yesterday, he was too

rough on Queen. No matter the woman who tried so hard to stop him

his car and had been dragged from the front of the garage to almost the fence of the house.

“I'm sorry, Queen.” Al is very sorry.

It shouldn't have been that way at the time.

“It's my fault, forgive me baby!” lirh Al and come

he lay back next to the Queen and hugged her, and she slept again.