Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 40
Al started his car engine, heated up a few minutes ago then drove out of the apartment area and continued to drive.
"Sister, where are you going to drive this car?" ask Quen astonished.
"Don't know where you're going?" jawan Al, looks so dazed.
"See you now? Even you're turning into an old, stupid man, you don't know where you're going, but, why don't you ask?" answer Quen sewot.
"You've always said old man to me since yesterday, do I really look old now?" Al protest, looking towards his sister.
"A lot of age you should be married and have kids, but you, that boyfriend don't have any, guys don't you, anyway?"
"For your question this time. You can answer for yourself how I used to."
This time it was Quen's turn to look dark, he was unable to answer anything. Luckily he had the initiative of closing Al's eyes with a tie, otherwise, surely he could see how his expression was last night. Even he almost lost, the morning was hard to walk.
"We're going to the Orphanage, brother," Quen said, switching the conversation. He suddenly felt ashamed of himself for what he did. Especially when looking at both the upper sting and the neck of Al which is full of claws of his nails, must be very sick. Not because of the pain that Al felt that was taken into consideration, then, was she that violent as a woman?
No, not violent, just venting the pain.
"Why take me to the parlor, Quen?"
"So, you know yourself."
Quen turned his face to the side facing the car window, he no longer wanted to talk to Al and so that his face would not be seen by his brother for sure.
"Why did you suddenly not go to the parlor, Quen? Quens... Quen." Al poked his sister's shoulder that didn't say anything at all.
"Eh, what's Brother?" he was surprised to look at Al.
Al smiled amusedly at the attitude of his sister.
"You why? Comehere! Look atyou! You're tired." Al patted Quen's shoulder.
"Yes sister, Quen is sleep-deprived," jawan Quen with a lethargic face.
"Why are you suddenly taking me to the parlor?" asked Al again in a very gentle and affectionate tone of voice.
"So, you'll know for yourself." Back Quen showed his jaily smile made Al become even more anxious. Luckily he was driving the car, if not....
Whatever Al will do, he won't repeat the scene last night. After all, Quen was his own sister.
Without feeling the car has stepped on in the orphanage yard. Unlike usual, this time there were no children playing in the front yard as usual. Where are they all going? Inner Al.
The two got out of the car, as Al said his greetings, the main door of the home was opened wide. All the children of the orphanage gathered there to form a circle with in front of him a penug with some large rice cone.
"What, this?" al asked, showing his surprise, making him look even more like a dazed person.
"Quen, come here, son. Momy wants to hold you" Jeslyn said, opening both hands.
Quen ran up to Jeslyn and hugged her with a happy smile.
"During preparation you disappeared like you were swallowed by the earth, even, last night at your brother's birthday party you weren't there either. So you set this up? Umi Fatiya has told us everything" Jeslyn said.
"Momy... " Al didn't continue his sentence when he saw Quen's gaze that gestured for him remain silent. Not saying that he was present even if only during the dance, it was also not completed.
"Where were you last night, Al? We're so worried about you" asked Clara.
"I'm looking for Quen in his apartment, Ma. He wasn't there, I waited until this morning," replied Al, lying.
"Papa's son where the hell is this? uh?" vano asked while pinching his daughter's life.
"Ouch, sick, Pa. Quen last night doing chores at Gea's. And it was home brother was in the apartment."
"Bag, Al. We start this event with Do'a" said Umi Fatiya.
The event at the orphanage was very lively, although it seemed simple and delicious from the word luxury, what else made their hearts happy apart from the smiles and laughter of the children of the orphanage at that time, quen also said the children bought all the children new clothes and gave them rice cakes containing snacks and toys. Pink berwana for girls contains a set of cooking toys and barbie dolls. And a blue gift for a boy, containing robots and cars. Everyone laughed and played together with Al and Quen in the courtyard.
While Zahara only saw from the terrace with Uminya on the terrace with the family Al and Quen. A small smile painted on the corner of the lips of the face saw the compactness of the two brothers while playing with children.
"Al and Quen have grown up together since childhood, yes, Ms. Clara. They are very similar and have the same personality, take a look at both! Suddenly it turns childish when gathered with small children," said Umi Fatiya.
"Yes, I didn't expect Quen to finally know the truth, all this time he didn't know that Al was his adopted brother, Umi," Clara replied.
"Clara, yesterday I teased Quen I told her to marry Al, she didn't want to, she said, as good as a man she would turn out to be a bitch if she was already a husband. Let brother Al be my brother forever, if my husband sucks, let brother Al beat him for me, he said," Jeslyn said, and was greeted with laughter by all of them upon hearing that.
"Al doesn't like Quen, he seems to have another idol girl, just hanha, he never comes to us, doesn't he?" vano Sahut.
"As a good father, you helped him choose that girl, Van. The girl who is in love no longer exists" Andreas said.
"Vano help, do not know his taste, will be the same Lyli later even brantem again the same Quen," said Vano with a laugh.
Zahara's eyes were fixed on the children playing with Al and Quen, who were his truncheons. They chase each other and catch them no matter their age. Both children are grown up but still cheerful.
But, wait. Not them but rather focused on that tall and handsome man. Since the first time he saw Al, the girl had been interested in the man. Especially when entering his house with Akbar's wife's children, Zahara was amazed by Al's body shape. But he was finally ashamed of himself because Quen knew it and blatantly said that there was a girl who was watching her naked body while her eyes glanced at him.
"Umi, Zahara helped settle the lunch, huh?" Pamit Zahara on uminya. And hurried to go inside. He did not want to be lulled and washed away in his delusion if he continued to look at that handsome face. She was afraid to really like it. Seeing the look of Vano, Zahara yakjn he is the type of man who is difficult to conquer. So, there was nothing he could do but harbor his own feelings and avoid it as much as possible.