Don't (Blame) Love
SESSION #2 7

Quen has seen Lyli not as usual this week, he looks much more enthusiastic at work, pay attention to his appearance and also often smile looking at the touch screen.

Bored of having nothing to do, Quen approached her brother in the back garden.

He saw that Al who was cool in the shade under an acacia tree was seriously sitting cross-legged on the green grass looking at his laptop.

"Remain, brother?" greet Quen, while standing nearby.

"Oh, you, Quen? Here, brother checked the report from the employee in Japan, what are you doing?" al answered, then looked back at the monitor.

"I'm so bosen, brother. Brother don't want to take me where?" The girl sat down and crossed her legs next to her sister.

"Where are you going, anyway? Wait, huh? I'm still a little busy, this."

Quen exhaled his coarse breath and twisted his two eyeballs. With a puzzled look he looked at the older brother who remained serious.

Feeling annoyed Quen has a fraudulent idea that he usually sees when his mother is annoyed at his papa if it continues to work.

It's similar but different, if the mother has sat on the lap of the papa while facing, if Quen, it can't be so, right?

He lay his head on Al's thigh, while opening the guidebook that Al deliberately brought.

"Quen, what are you doing?" Al was misbehaved, his face suddenly paled.

"Leave your laptop, play with me."

"You wanna play, what?"

"Streetings, yuk. Bored of me."

"Sister is still busy, dear," replied Al anxiously as he pinched his sister's nose.

"Ah, yes, that's it. Just keep living with your job, that's." Quen was disappointed, his face pouted and left Al.

"Fathers are not their children are both crazy work, ah both my grandfathers are also, yes it's derivative of it," Quen scolded along the way.

"QUEEN! I REALLY LOVE YOU, DON'T YOU DECIDE I'M QUEEN!"

Quen stopped his steps, trying to listen back to the voice he had just heard.

"Who, anyway?" inwardly, out of curiosity he tried to go forward, seeing who was screaming in front of the fence.

This week happened to be his house security guard was on holiday, while Mr. Makmur, he drove his grandmother to an event.

The closer he recognized the owner of the voice.

Yeah, that voice was Alex, maybe it was one of his attempts to get him back, because all his social media numbers and contacts were blocked.

Slowly Quen opened the fence, without Alex noticing, suddenly a water splashed his face, not enough with it, the bucket where the water was smashed into his head.

"You're why, anyway? It's crazy, huh?"

Alex was silent for a moment looking at the girl in front of him who was carrying an empty bucket with a gaze full of emotion and annoyance.

"Finally you came out, Quen, I thought your house was empty" Alex said, wiping his face with his hands.

"What do you want here? Go awayl. We have no business anymore!" Quen exclaimed as he tried to close the fence.

"Quen, horrify me first. Excuse me. I regret. Yes I know I was wrong, give me a chance." Suddenly Alex hugged the girl and kissed her.

As much as Quen's energy pushed Alex's body, "You're crazy, huh? It's a public place. If anyone sees it, how about it?"

"Yes, Quen. I'm crazy, and you're the one who's driving me crazy. Quen come back to me. Pliis give me one more chance." The man also crouched down to beg his woman to want to continue the relationship.

"Take your head, huh?" Once again, Quen hits Alex on the head and closes the fence.

Disappointed, he walked into the house.

"Has he gone, Non?" ask Lyli suddenly.

"She, who? So you know that there's a crazy man ahead? Why didn't Lyli throw him out?"

"Already, Non. But he still insisted, saying he would not stop shouting and leave before Non Quen came out to meet," replied Lyli a little afraid of the emotion-looking Quen.

"Otherwise if he's gonna hit her, he's!" Quen went up to his room.

Al breathed a sigh of relief, his work was finished even faster. He immediately cleaned up his laptop and books.

He remembered Quen earlier who had scolded him, and intended to take him for a walk.

After putting all his work equipment in the reading room, Al asked Lyli who was daydreaming while looking at his gadget.

"Sir, Lyli. Did you see Miss Quen?" the question is cold, yet polite.

"Ah, anu, the lady was upstairs probably in her room, sir." replied the nine-year-old girl, groggy.

"Thank you." Al quickly climbed the stairs.

Al saw Quen's room was out of shape, everything was a mess. Many shards of shard scattered here and there, he had time to think and blame himself, if he did not ignore his sister, he would not be this sorry.

Al quickly hugged his sister from behind. Trying to calm.

Without Al Sangaka, Quen whom he knew as a strong figure he cried.

"Sorry brother, yes Quen. I promise I won't ignore you anymore" she said, hugging Quen.

Quen who is basically weak-hearted, when there is attention and care for him he even feels more fragile, he cries as if.

"Sister, I hate that guy. But why was it that I felt sick when I lost it, I destroyed all my belongings that were related to him" Quen said, sobbing.

Al knitted his eyebrows together and took off his embrace and turned his sister's body to face him.

"So you're not doing this because you're upset, brother?"

Quen shook his head while wiping away his tears.

"Yes, we ask Mr. Lyli to help make this right, we go to the villa papa, yes?" tawar Al to Quen.

Quen said nothing, only nodding his head.

Slowly Al took his sister down, not forgetting he advised Lyli to clean and tidy up Quen's room.

"Sir, if you and Madam are looking for us, just say we go to the lake near Papa Villa and mama, yes," said Al.

"Good, Sir. I'll tell you."

Lyli also climbed the stairs carrying a broom and plastic sticks.

"Well, why is Miss Quen's room like this?" Lyli sees Shock seeing many expensive objects belonging to his master's grandson destroyed and scattered everywhere.

"Huh, it's finally done too." Lyli sighed in relief while rubbing the sweat on the forehead with the back of her right hand.

"Well, rich people are free to do anything. Destroy anything without thinking, if necessary, buy again," muttered the girl alone.

****

"How long have you been together, her?" al asked while enjoying a cigarette he stuck between his index and middle fingers.

"Six months of the road, brother." With a blank look Quen answered his brother's question.

"First love?" Al's eyes fixed on Quen's expressionless face.

"Well, you could say that." Quen breathed a long breath and let go slowly, straightening his legs, his hands touching his knees.

"Are you really in love and want to be with Alex forever?"

"It wants, brother. But not yet anything he's got to play behind, where we're one more school."

"Mama once said if a man is unfaithful, while there is no marriage do not hesitate to leave, because, if he is married he will be more prone to cheating," Quen added.

Hearing his sister's answer, Al recalls a shadow of the past, where he was used as a tool and a weapon by a woman to snatch his adoptive father from his adoptive mother. It's just, Vano is a loyal person.

"Mama's words are not wrong, Quen."

"Then from that, brother. Quen tried to stay away from him, it was hard too."

"Have it, don't think about it, you're too young to think about romance, you're learning seriously, you're achieving preatation for goals." Al patted his sister on the shoulder with his left hand, while the other hand still had a cigarette that was half a stick.

Quen looked at the older brother, it was fitting that he would go on a day like that, all this time he had never seen his brother close or did women in particular. He is not interested in women or...

"Sister, can't you judge what a beautiful woman looks like?" quen asked without taking his eyes off his brother.

"Why do you ask that?" Al looked at Quen with a smile. He knew what was on his sister's mind right now.

"It's okay. All this time brother never had a girlfriend, is that woman unattractive?"

"Do you think your brother's gay, huh?"

"No... No. gabe... It's not that." Quen shifted his gaze from Al.

"Everything, you as a woman who is a teenager, do not wear fishing clothes when you are with your sister, huh? If you can't stand it, you're finished!" Seru Al posed seriously while holding back a laugh.

"Every sister wants to do it as well as her own?" jawan Quen.

Al sighed annoyed, why did the chatter go like this, anyway?"

"Oh, yes. Along with your smester holiday early later brother will go to Japan, you, come?" tanya Al switched the conversation.

"Is it old?"

"No, three days is enough. But if you come, we can stay there longer."

"Alright, I'll go with brother later." The girl also regained her cheerfulness.