Don't (Blame) Love
SESSION #2 16
The scorching sun pierced the netra as its rays pierced through the thin curtain caposan in the room occupied by Al, in the Vico rimah.
Lazily he went to wash his face and out of the room, apparently there was no one. It seems Vico is still sleeping.
Realizing that he never had time to say goodbye to anyone at home, Al reached into his pocket to take his phone in and inform the house. But, as yet she had not opened contact, Quen had already called her.
"Hallo, Quen."
"...."
"Sorry, brother was at a friend's house last night too late so, no time to say goodbye."
"...."
"Well, you're going home."
Al turned off his connection, from behind him Vico was looking neat and was about to approach Al.
"What do you want breakfast bro this morning?" ask Vico.
"My house, Yuk!"
Without waiting for a long time, Vico immediately agreed to it, besides having not played to Al's house since graduating high school, he was also curious about Clara. What's it like now, why Al still hasn't got a girlfriend. Does Al still like his foster mom?
On the way, Vico drives while telling her the problem, if ART at home likes her, apart from Quen, Al has also felt the unnatural anxiety that Lyli did when close to him. That nineteen-year-old girl always finds a way to get her attention.
According to Vico is not bad, it is better for Al to fall in love and marry an ART house than with his adoptive mother, even though she is a widow is not good let alone married.
And from what Vico saw, Vano really spoiled his wife. So, there is no gap for Al to be the third person among them. Enough to be a good and devoted child to parents, that's Vico's advice.
Unknowingly, the car had already tried on the big house with a white and gold painted iron fence, they entered into a magnificent courtyard and parked the car there.
As soon as they pressed the bell directly the two were greeted by a girl with yellow skin, her hair shoulder-length and in the original pigtail.
"Oh, sir is home" he said, looking down.
Al just smiled at the gadia without answering, while Vico, he tailed his way behind Al.
"That's what Lyli grew up on, bro?" whispered Vico while embracing Al.
"Yes, how?"
"That's why she's on the cake, let alone being a mistress. More beautiful, mending her alone, forget Clara!"
"The fireplace you said his name directly? She's my mama, you have to respect her, call her aunty!" Al exclaimed while glaring.
"Hohoho, sory bro. Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid" said Vico, raising his palms in front of his chest.
When the two men arrived at the dinner table, they only found both parents, grandmother and two grandfathers Al. Quen wasn't there.
"You've come, Al? Who's with you?" clara asked to find her son's friend.
"It's Vico, Ma. Mom forgot?"
"The Vico... Vico, stop! Oh, your high school friend, huh?" Clara smiled as she remembered the figure. "Vico, how are you? Come here for breakfast!"
"Thank you Auntie, I'm good news Tente." Vico pulled up the chair sitting next to Al.
"He's still upstairs."
Just downed a white hadith, with a maroon-colored mini dres about 15cm from above his knee.
His presence made Vico stunned, he was like seeing the figure of an angel descending from heaven.
The girl pulled up the chair and sat right next to Vico, as indeed only that chair was left. Even before sitting down he had time to look at the man next to his brother while giving his smile.
Vico's getting drunk, mangap until almost can not megem.
Realizing his best friend was staring at Quen from head to toe, Al patted Vico on the back and reintroduced him, "He's Quen, my sister!"
Seeing Quen Al's clothes were really anxious to make, he wanted to feel like he pinched his thigh so that the hatchet did not scare the clothes too mini again. But, indeed Quen was a hard manaehatin, not the grandmother and mother all just silent rather than noisier with one girl in their home.
Even while eating Al noticed Vica who had time-quarnuya glanced at Quen, precisely towards his thigh which when sitting threenya automatic hibgga half of his thigh open.
Exasperated by that, Al picked up the chili powder and put it in a layer of Vico bread and turned his face away with a smile.
As soon as his laughter was already in neutralisirka, he spoke to his papa as if he had done nothing to Vico.
It seems only Vano is aware of Al's actions, he also seems to be holding back his laughter.
"Tomorrow on Saturday, Pa. No plans for a walk?" tanya Al opened the conversation.
"Where are you going?" ask Vano.
"As for Papa, once the family refreshed where it was Quen also school holidays."
Suddenly all attention was on Vico who suddenly coughed. His face reddened immediately he grabbed the white water next to him and drank it hurriedly.
Bivo opened his layer of sanwich bread and stared intently at Al, while Al looked cool with his hands in the place in front of his mouth while laughing stifled.
"I'm not doing anything right now."
"Yes, but before you put chili powder on my bread."
"You know what?" al asked still withholding laughter.
"Who else if it wasn't you, would you be sitting next to me."
"Quen is also sitting next to you, why don't you accuse him." And finally, Al's laughter exploded.
While Vico could not answer, because it was discovered he was paying attention to Quen's body exposed.
"Al, you're so ignorant, you can't" said Vivian, who was worried about Vico from the beginning.
Al kept chuckling while holding his stomach until Lyli came to bring Vico a new sanwich bun.
And the breakfast continued until Al asked Vico for his opinion on Lyli.
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Ok. little leaks to you about Al. Al will not be with Lyli. Even though Quen will know the truth that Al is an adopted brother, he still respects Al like a sibling and Al. his affection for Quen was nothing more than a brother to his little sister alone.