Don't (Blame) Love
WILL DIE 9'S

Arriving in Jakarta, Al went straight to the office. Newly

one day he left the company. But, he felt like he made a big mistake on his late father and grandfather. He felt both of them

just looking at it. Even if they still exist, they will not.

Get off the car, Al immediately walked fast and half

trotted. It's too late. It's ten o'clock. But is there a word

too late for him who is the CEO and also the owner of the company itself? Who would dare to scold him? Obviously there is no. But, the discipline is already ingrained

it was early on that made it seem like he was always making mistakes.

As he enters the office lobby, Al picks up his cell phone and

call Queen.

“Halo, Darling,” answered his wife cheerfully.

“Halo. Where are you now?” ask Al while walking

towards room. A little ignoring his down-looking staff gave him

salaam. He did not answer their greetings one after another. But, the man threw a smile back and nodded at all the staff who greeted him when they happened to cross paths.

“I've been in the clinic since this morning. Soon it will too

exiting. Pick up Berlyn and go home. Have you arrived at the office?”

“Iya. How did you know?” al asked with a smile, a branched smile. It was aimed at his wife across the street, and also at the staff who welcomed him.

“Because of the many voices of people greeting you. Where is possible if

at the airport it would be, right? You're not an artist either.”

Al laughed out loud. He opened the door of the room, laid down

bag and sit in his seat of consciousness.

“You know, they're my fans, baby, and I'm a handsome equal

with artist. In fact, with the Arowana hammer alone is also handsome me,” said Al began to joke.

“haaah... It's up to you, deh,” timpal Queen lazily. Intentionally he did not serve it. Because, if it is served it will spread everywhere.

Al again just laughed.

“Ya already yes, dear. I'm gonna suck up to pick up Berlyn,

okay?” said Queen, saying goodbye.

“Ya, be careful, Dear.”

“Do you miss home food?”

“Lumayan. Are you taking lunch to the office?” ask Al back.

“Yes, if you want,” timpal Queen. then that woman

ended call.

After receiving a phone call

from her husband, she said goodbye to her team. It just so happened to be quiet, and there was no emergency. So, he won't worry anymore. After all if there is an urgent he is also ready and willing to be called at any time by admins, nurses, and others,

or even the doctors who are employed in his clinic.

After picking up Berlyn and running errands as a mother,

ask her to wash her hands, face and feet and then change clothes, feed her and

repeat the lesson given by the teacher for twenty-five minutes. Then he asked Berlyn to take a nap, and she cooked a lunch for him and Al. today Adriel stayed at his house. Since last night, om and his aunt picked him up, invited the poor little girl to visit the home of the late mama from Zahara.

So, Queen only focused on her daughter.

This time he deliberately did not take his daughter to the office

to meet his father. In addition to Berlyn being tired, and needing a break, he also wants to talk privately with Al about Clarissa. If there was anything else that wanted to be done, it was obviously something that only Al and Queen themselves would have

know.

After preparing lunch, the Queen immediately rushed off

to office. Because this is also very important. In fact, getting there also seems to be a little late.

“Dedi, take me to the master's office, yes?” said haste.

“Good, Non.” Quickly the man with a height of 170 was immediately rushed to reach the key that was proffered by his employer and get into the car and drive it.

Queen looked at the watch that was coiled around the wrist

her hands. Less than ten minutes are right at twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

“Ded, a little quick, huh?” said it. Because he knows too

exactly who Dedi is and how he can work in his place. So, if about

speeding, can be relied upon. Although not as crazy as her husband.

“Good, Non. Get ready, huh?” said the man with a smile

full of instructions and start increasing the speed of the car. He has already issued

all capabilities. But, to his surprise, Queen seemed calm.

He was very fast.

On arrival at the office the man asked, “Non, how calm

only, are you not afraid? My wife, if it's right I go home, and I take a walk, speeding not so fast as this, she's been screaming and then scolded me," the story is long.

Queen just fell. Maybe Dedi was unconscious, yes between

not aware of his wife who Queen is, or vice versa, thought that his boss never speeding when with his son and wife. The same child, right always slow, if fast is also normal. But not alone with his wife. Especially when Al is upset with Queen.

“Pak Al regular speeding, yes?” ask Dedi again.

“You also know for yourself, he if you're speeding what cake, right? Hahaha.”

Dedi only scratched his own nape that did not itch. Sneakily

he felt ashamed of himself.

“Ya already, thank you, huh? You be careful on the road,” said Queen.

“Let's be picked up, Non?”

“Not necessary. Just be with Mr. Al later. Or if not I can order a taxi online.”

“Good, Miss. Have fun,” said Dedi and

direct the gas.

The Queen smiled alone and

head bobbles only. Then the woman went into the office and went straight to her husband's room.

When he got there, he opened the door. Found it

her husband was sitting looking at the monitor screen seriously. As well as the white glasses that frame his face make the man look more handsome.

‘Indeed, the man is most handsome if he is serious,’

the Queen then approached her. This time, he did not forget to close the door. Although not locking it. Because, there was not a single staff close to her husband. Another if in the Garment company. There is Juna's sister. We had to lock the door for anticipation. Because, if he has a need with his big boss and open the door without knocking, let alone ask permission and excuse me.

“You've arrived, Darling?” al asked, looking at

at her, stop her fingers dancing on top of her pc keyboard.

“Yes, I just got tba. I cooked myself after taking care of Berlyn. Sorry, yes if I am late,” Queen said as she approached her husband. He put a bag containing a food box on the table and then he grabbed Al from behind, kissing the man's cheek from behind.

Dear. You miss me, huh?”

“Sure. Aren't you?” Queen let go of his embrace and

she was standing right in front of her husband.

“I miss you very much. But, I intentionally went straight to

the office's. Because I'm sure you won't be home either. Why wasn't Berlyn invited?” al. asked, their eyes met.

“She takes a nap, because later at half-three there will be tutoring

private,” Queen replied as she grabbed the glasses her husband used and removed them and placed them on the desk.

While Al, he immediately responded, pulling the neck

Queen and kissed her.

The Queen quickly pulled her face away from Al. “I

masakin you sauteed long beans, tempe mendoan and dori fish fried flour. Is

you want to eat now?” ask Queen to divert the conversation.

“I have no taste,” replied Al with a faint smile. Her eyes are fixed

looking at the busy Queen.

“I'm tired of you, but you said

no taste, just try it earlier you didn't say kangen home cooking. I will not masakin you,” he said, while pouting.

“Ya, kangen home cooking. But I still want to eat you first.”

back Al did the same as before. But, this time the Queen showed no rejection at all.

After that, they enjoyed the lunch that the Queen had brought at home. At the time of the clock. Because five minutes

again at exactly one. Working time. Al has always been free to do anything. No one will scold him. But, even so he also does not have to do everything himself, right? From the discipline he has, creating staff and employees are disciplined as well. With him always coming early, then, the staff would be embarrassed if it was too late.

“After this are you going home? Or just wait for me

we go home together?”

“I help you check garment company only, how?” proposing

Queen. simultaneously gave the answer to her husband's question.

“Are you not tired?” ask Al to worry.

“No. I've given permission to our daughter, if mama will

back in the afternoon, probably with papa. Instead of me staying here there's nothing I'm doing, I'll take care of it there, right? There was a result of me leaving our daughter.”

Al smiled and said, “Thank you, yes?”

“We must always be there, right? Oh, aye. How things are

Clarissa?” ask Queen.

Al was silent for a long time. He did not answer directly. He's confused, though,

want to say what about his daughter that's because, behind his cheerful attitude

actually, he himself is also fragile, spoiled, it seems that he really needs parents. But, if Al is telling the truth, he is afraid that Queen is also sad. “He's fine, Honey. Bigger, more mature. No longer like to make his name angry and nagging, anyway.”

“Thank God. But, why is it Al. I feel that behind his cheerfulness and mischief there is a big wound in his heart that he hides by mischief and also his achievements, he actually needs attention. Hence, he broke himself into doing what no child of his age could do

in general,” said Queen while a little dreamy. Whatever the name of the person

old-fangled. Moreover, a mother. It must be sad if you can only contain and give birth to her baby without being able to take care and raise it yourself. Even if the mother knows, her daughter does not mind, knows the situation and is fine, communication is also well established.

Al silently heard his wife's voice. In vain he covered

veracity. She forgets that Queen is Clarissa's mother. Whatever his daughter is going through, a mother will be able to feel it. In fact, the bad thing has not been so a mother also already has a premonition first.

“Hopefully someday we can gather together, yes?” al

while embracing the Queen's shoulders.

While the woman was silent. He was a little sorry

her late mother who gave one of her twin daughters to her mother Jeslyn,

just because a prophecy is not necessarily true. But, after all, she was her husband's biological mother. Without him there would be no Al. He should also appreciate it. Since childhood, he has never been taught to believe in prophecy. After all, it used to be the first person who did not accept and showed anger this range was also Al himself. Just agreed after Mama Clara persuaded him.

“I think, if mommy is old, Al. she is not worthy

live alone. We as children should live together with him and

take care of him,” said Queen.max he is good. Besides he's really kasian

with his mother-in-law, he also really wanted to be able to stay together with

his two twins.

“Late of the month, we go there together, you talk to mommy, you talk to me,

okay okay? Who knows, he would like to stay in Indonesia with us, right?” al said while kissing his little cheek.

"But, if not, how?"

"You can persuade him, dear."

“Ya already, I go first, yes?” queen's farewell to her husband

after cleaning up the leftovers and bringing the box again.

“Ya, be careful, dear,” said Al while driving his wife until

front door of his room.

Queen simply smiled and waved at her husband

and keep going. She answered the greetings from her husband's staff.

After the Queen is no longer visible from her sight, Al realizes

one thing. He forgot to ask what his wife was up here, bring his own car,

or take a taxi online. Al hastily called Queen before starting work again.

“Halo, what's up, Al?” ask Queen, as she already was

in the car.

“You were here how?” al asked, a little in a stupid tone, for showing something like this was not from earlier. Should have just arrived asking.

“Dedi the inter. What's up?” ask the Queen again.

“Then now?”

“I've been in a taxi. No, problem is, you work

do it well, okay?” answer Queen. Really don't bother about this.

“Sorry if I forgot not to ask you this earlier. I forgot, Darling.” Al clenched his right hand and placed it in front of his forehead.

“Nothing,” replied Queen relaxed and understanding.

“Be careful,” said Al. because he can't say anything more.

Besides. then, turn off the call.

#For Axel characters his cake has not found visual. What if Berlyn and Clarissa were Dilraba when they grew up, now they are 10 years old. The cake fits. You can be a cheerful person, as well as a graceful girl.