Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 27

Al observed from a distance how his sister was running around with the little children, throwing mud at each other and splashing water on their faces.

Al silently smiled looking at the other side of his sister that he never knew. Playing, shouting and laughing freely like no burden.

Last. They collect dried twigs and dried coconut leaves. Al was surprised at what he wanted to do. They will burn fish. Just-there's. Al smiled and decided to join them.

"Sister, my house is close by. I'll get some salt and soy sauce, okay?" a little girl said to Quen.

"Will your mother not be angry?" ask Quen before making a decision.

"No." The boy nodded a few times.

"Alright, be careful and come back soon."

Quen cleaned the fish with sea water and stabbed it with bamboo.

"Where are you from?" ask Al.

"So there were the fathers brought a lot of fish we asked for and. It's a big one" replied Quen. Blissfully.

Al smiled and pinched Quen's pointed nose, "Basic, naughty."

Soon the little girl returned with a small bottle of soy sauce and fine salt filled with plastic.

Quen burned with the children and ate them together. Without feeling the time has begun to afternoon, inevitably Al and Quen must return.

"Daaa sometime my brother and I will be here, huh?" quen said as he waved his hand.

"Hows it? Do you like it here?" tanya Al who saw Quen look tired playing.

"Yes, Brother, Quen likes it. But my feet are pegel, here. Pijitin me, huh?" quen said with a smile.

Al and Quen arrive home already close to dinner at the start, while the two successfully make the two women at the house ranting habi-out.

"d, Quen. Where have you two been from morning? Pamit can not be reached number," said Clara as soon as her two children arrived.

"And, that's see, where have you been? Your clothes are dirty with sand." Vivian was no less angry.

"Your faces also look dull and blackened, sunbathing, huh? What do you want to be? You are not Caucasians" said Clara.

"What's the matter, Ma, Ra are you guys making a fuss?" asked Vano Langsubg out of his room.

"That's it, your son. All day go where you don't know, you can't call, go home again tonight."

Vano sighed softly, muttering softly, "Yes, if you make them my son. If you ever again perform your son."

"Al, Quen, you guys take a shower, it's all down for dinner together" said Vano sage there.

Lyli washes dishes while listening to Vano and Clara's conversation in the kitchen.

"Honey, to the child don't do that. They are adults are not children anymore, do not be angry, let alone just arrived, must be tired," said Vano softly.

"Van, they're gone not permission. T-shirts nobody picked it up." Denying Clara.

"Hp they're left behind."

"What's? Left behind? A moment behind what was intentionally left behind, Van?"

Vano raised both his shoulders, and turned his gaze to the dishes that had not been brought to the dining table.

"Later after eating we talk to them well, don't use emotions, Look! You're young but your nagging is like an old mother." Tempt Vano while touching Clara's chin.

"What sighhh?" Manja Clara brushed off Vano's hand.

Vano reflexively hugged his wife from the back and kissed her right cheek.

"Van, there's Lyli," whispered Clara as her eyes bulged.

Vano just laughed and left.

Lyli saw the behavior of these two bosses just a smile of his own. Amused and embarrassed of course. That girl was wrong.

"Sir Vano is romantic, huh Nyah?"

"He can't condition the situation, just be shy" Clara replied.

"Like mas Al did not descend to his papa, he was a lot of silent and frozen," said Lyli looks sad.

"He was from childhood, he was only open to his sisters, if married would be romantic, too" replied Clara comforted Lyli.

"Aren't you Al cm's sister Miss Quen?"

"Yes, but there are cousins, with them only he's a little open. Yeah, let's move all this to the dining table. We take a shower and eat together" Clara told Lyli.

It turns out that after Al and Quen's dinner was interrogated by his parents, it was fortunate that Vano had spoken to Clara before. So, the two children were spared from the scolding.

"So we didn't take the car on to the beach, Pa" replied Quen.

Why not bring HP?"

"We just reflexed away, nothing. Good thing there is money nyempil two hundred thousand in the pocket, Big Brother enough to buy gasoline doang," replied Quen honestly. They make everyone who hears them laugh.

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Vano and Clara invite Al to talk about his relationship with Lyli.  But when Andrew wanted to be quickened, as their master spoke to his son.

"Al, papa earlier papa has persuaded grandfather about your wishes...."

Kalimar Vano is not going to continue. Cut by Al's speech.

"Yes, Pa. Thanks, huh? I know from Quen. Quen asked me, Pa. I answered because I saw she was sad I took her for a walk. So we didn't intentionally go all day without saying goodbye" Al replied, looking down.

"Then, what about your sister?" Ask Clara, panic.

"Same, Ma. Nothing terrible happened. He doesn't hate Al. Because his brother is only one," Al replied with a laugh.

"Ok, I asked you, again, are you sure about Lyli?" ask Vano.

"Yes, Pa. Let her be the same. Who would want to marry? Find another one later even brantem continue the same Quen, again," replied Al.

"Al is a good boy, yes, you rest there! Tomorrow morning papa and mama will take Lyli there to talk about your seriousness" said Clara.

Once out of the reading room, Quen was already laying on the living room sofa calling Al.

"Sister, here. My feet are sore, this." Spoiled whine. Making Al could not bear to refuse even though he himself was actually tired.

Patiently Al grabbed Quen by the foot and massaged him until his sister fell asleep. While Al couldn't possibly leave Quen jendei here, he slept there with Quen sitting on his feet.

After preparing breakfast and lunch at home, Vano and Clara go to Lyli's parents' house. He was taken as a guide.

"Actually your mom agrees what not, Ly if you're with Al?" ask Clara curiously.

"I'm confused, you'll be the same Mr. Vano talking to him."

After arriving, Clara gave the fruit parcel that she had prepared yesterday for souvenirs to Rika. They chatted casually, especially with the nature and style of the language that befriend makes Rika's mother Lyli easily familiar and not awkward.

Rika smiled awkwardly, "Let me give you an answer tomorrow to your house, how, Miss Clara? Amda used to be at the brapa clock house?"

"If I'm always at home, ma'am. The door of our house will always be wide open for the family. Lyli's there, too, right?" calara is friendly.

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"Al, here! Let grandma see what's wrong with your cheeks, son?" vivian asked as he saw something strange with his grandson's left cheek.

Al did not reply, he somewhat covered his bruised cheeks with a left tanhan.

"What is this for?" vivian asked again, removing Al's left hand from his face.

"At the horse's kick last night, Grandma," Al replied hesitantly.

"Sister, did you say I was a horse?" teruak Qen from the stairs did not accept Al's words.

"Quen, did you kick your sister up like this and in the face?" ask Vivian.

"Mom, I didn't mean it!" Quen exclaimed as Vivian reached for her ear.

"Miss! Stop don't jerk him, he did it unconsciously. Last night he asked for a foot massage in the living room, Al fell asleep as well while massaging. My position was sitting on his lap and I didn't know how suddenly a leg landed beautifully on his cheek, Al" Al said, giggling.

"Yes, let's all have breakfast. It's just the three of us at home" Vivian asked.

"Sir, I'm going to college" Quen said at breakfast.

"Yes, careful. Hurry home don't play anywhere, huh?"

"Ready, Grandma. I'm leaving first, huh? Chest Grandma and Kak Aaal..."

The girl also came out.

"Al, you have no show?"

"Nothing, Grandma. Why?"

"Mranny's tally to the hospital can? Grandma today's schedule for chek up grandma's waist bone."

"Yes, could. Now?" al answered enthusiastically.

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"Quen!"

The girl looked back to see the figure of an athletic man approaching her.

"Alex, what's wrong?"

"No, you're done with class?"

"Yes, this is coming home" replied Quen.

"You got in the car by yourself?"

"No, take a taxi online." The girl smiled as she showed her cell phone screen to the man in front of her.

Seeing that Quen has not fainted, Alex offers to go with him.

"Yes come on, consider it aq driver taxi online. Come on!" take Alex without awkwardly holding Quen's hand. Bring to the parking lot.

"Tumben did you bring a car, Lex?" quen asked as he sat next to the wheel.

"Yes, simerah is still going to the salon for treatment" Alex replied with a smile.

Quen silently watched the man beside him and the warm tone of voice and smile that was very familiar to him, carrying his memory in the past two years when the two were met as prospective osis elders.

Quen himself was a quiet student, and at that time they sat on the kelaa bench twice, the first time for Quen to be a candidate for osis. While Alex, since first grade he's been.

"Hay, the IPA boy? I've never seen you" said Alex during a school yard frenzy.

"I'm not as famous as you are" replied Quen briefly.

Feeling in the girl cuekin, Alex is increasingly curious about Quen's various ways to approach him he wears, ranging from organizational reasons, extra-curricular, coincidentally both participate in martial arts. Three months later, they were officially released. But, the relationship is only short, so Quen again unfortunately even Alex playing crazy with Helena classmates.

"We eat spaghetti, yuk!" Alex shouts Quen's daydream.

"Where does an online taxi driver take his passengers to eat?" quen replied trying to hide his grout.

Relax, Quen. You and him are ordinary friends" he said in his heart.

"Take it as a payment" Alex said.

"alright. I will treat you," Quen replied with a cheerful laugh.

Although there was not the slightest awkwardness in his heart, still meeting the first love made him unable to hold back.

In Alex's eyes, Quen was also the best girl he had ever met, but, as a result of his stupidity, he left. He didn't want to the point say ask Quen for a return. Alex has his own elegant way and rarely men use to reciprocate with ex.

About a few minutes away a message came into Quen's phone. It just so happened that his playbook had not been put in his bag, so he easily opened the message.

Quen frowned when he saw Bela's name there. Tumben, what's wrong?"

["Hey, I just saw you holding hands with Alex and getting into his car, cieee cieee hawanya there's a CLBK, nih.."]

Quen was at a loss to answer what message Bela had.

["The basis of paparazzi,"] reply Quen.

["Gue I didn't intentionally notice. But no papa since he broke up Helena he has also changed a lot, lo. If you marry him, your weight is stable, you can be trained in your own sport and the gym."]

Quen slightly smiled reading a message from Bella. She was confused as to what to reply, then. He put his cell phone in his bag.

"Message from whom?" alex asked, trying to melt the mood.

"From Bela, Lex," replied Quen.

Alex just nodded, however, he understood that they had been friends since High School.

"Where's your next love, Quen?"

"She went on to attend school, Lex,"

Quen sees the man next to him who now looks more and more mature, the two were once in a special relationship, but, the relationship did not last long because of Alex's insanity that likes to cheat on him.

But what Bela said was true, now Alex is turning into a good figure, never again to be seen near any woman. Which is just close to him, is it true that Alex wants to get close and back with him like he used to?

Ah, Quen you think too much, you've done it. College just entered smester one, the time yes mo wedlock, wait let your sister just get married first. Quen's in my heart.

"Quen, let's get there, '" Alex said, smiling with an amused look at the dumb-ass Quen.

"Eh, sori, Alex. I daydreamed" Quen said, then removed his seatbelt and got out of the car.