Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 1ST PART 51

Aditya walked back and forth unable to calm down. His mind seems to be fucked. He glanced at the wall clock between the living room and the kitchen. 'It's only seven o'clock, huh?, ' her inner self.

Soon he snatched the car keys and left the house without saying goodbye to Livia.

"Dit, where are you?" yelled the woman. But Aditya ignored him. Maybe he didn't hear.

In a state of chaos, the man drove his car at high speed. Until the front of the big house with white and yellow gold iron fence he stopped his car.

He looked at the lanatai above the house, and saw the shadow of the woman standing on the balcony. Aditya smiled faintly, grabbed the device from his pants pocket and contacted one of the numbers stored in the flat object.

"Hay, are you busy right now?"

"....."

"I saw you on the balcony. Whynot?  Did you miss me?"

"...."

"I'm outside the fence. Come out for a second, I miss you."

Aditya also turned off his call. And soon the fence opened. Quen was wearing a yellow T-shirt and black hot pants approached Aditya's car.

"Why not go in?" greet the girl leaning over peeking out of the half-opened car.

Without answering Aditya came out. He immediately hugged Quen's body tightly without saying a word.

"Dit, you're okay, right?"

"Yes, I just miss you so much. I'm afraid I'm losing you, Quen."

"Hay, what's wrong with you? Aren't we getting married next week?"

Aditya is reluctant to let go of her embrace despite Quen trying so hard to push the man's body.

"Dit, it's a public place, don't be, ok" Quen said.

Aditya let go of his embrace but his eyes were still fixed on Quen's face. While Quen felt wrong behavior noticed as such by Aditya.

"What is this about you?" quen asked the wrong way while smiling awkwardly.

"It's okay, yeah. I'll go home first, daaa." With a heavy heart Aditya returned to his car. Turning the engine forward until it disappeared from Quen's sight.

The girl went back into the house. Come gather with your mother in the middle room.

Vano looked at his daughter who had just come from outside, noticing the unnatural gurgle, clearly, he understood there was something that Quen must have hidden.

"Where's Quen from?" tanyakanya.

"From the outside, Pa. Find the wind" replied the girl a little gagu. He chose to sit next to his father avoiding more detailed questions.

Vano looked at his daughter sitting next to him. He smiled stifledly and pinched Quen's nose while saying, "Other times if a guest comes in, don't talk outside. Ok?"

Quen seemed shocked by what Vano had just said.

'How did you know Aditya was coming?' the girl muttered in her heart.

"It's just a little business, Pa. I told him to come in. He refused, "charm Quen.

Though Vano spoke slowly so that Clara did not hear, because Quen answered her loudly, making Clara ask.

"Who's coming?" ask Clara.

"Aditya, Ma. Just now there was a need" replied Quen.

"Oh, Aditya yes, who's kirain," said Vano with a laugh.

At once Quen's face turned red because he realized that from the beginning his father did not know that Aditya was the one he met. Feeling bad, he finally ran to the room.

Clara seems confused by the behavior of her daughter and husband, she just dumbstruck to see Quen go then Vano who is still giggling amused.

"What the hell is it, Van?"

"You don't know? Haha."

"If I knew, why would I ask?" clara said while pinching Vano's stomach.

"Nothing, just now Quen came out, I guess who, at first thought Gea who came but look he was really weird even keceplosan Aditya."

"Aditya? Why not just meet in front?"

"Well, how do I know? That's why I asked, why the guest was not asked to go in he was silent, he said gapapa."

"Young people today, let it be, while it is still within limits, after all two weeks they are also married, right Van?"

"Oh, yes. Al hasn't been notified yet, dear?"

"Had, yesterday after Quen proposed to Aditya, it turns out to have called his brother first."

"We're familiar too, right?" fashion Clara while smiling ignorantly.

Vano could not bear to see Clara like that, he got up to hug his wife who was sitting next to him kissing loudly to make Clara scream a little.

"Van, you're crazy. Unhand me!" Excited while thrashing.

"You're the one who teased me, aren't you, baby?"

"Hay, I'm just asking, aren't we familiar?"

"You know clearly the answer, otherwise Quen wouldn't exist."

"Claras, Vano! What are you guys doing? Not very polite!" shouted Vivian who saw the actions of her two children.

"That, right?" clara lirih.

While Vano smiled to himself covering up the embarrassment.

"Anu, Ma. Sorry." Both of them ran to his room.

Vivian just shakes her head to see the behavior of children who are still silly like a young couple, in fact, they can already be called grandparents by Bilqis. Even the step-grandson of an adopted son. But, Quen is getting married too, right?

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Today Quen deliberately brought his own car to campus because after class he will go directly to Soekarno Hatta Airport to pick up his brother and his wife's children from Japan.

Although not the first time Al went home, but, this is the first time Quen picked up his brother because from a long time ago he never knew when his brother would come home, just knew he had arrived home.

The atmosphere of heat and traffic jams has become a natural thing in the capital.

The sound of the honky horn felt deafening ears make Quen more and more airy with the dense atmosphere of the road creeping.

"Even if in the clakson to midget, if it is not time to go still, less work. Make a noise." said Quen alone.

Slowly the car driven by Quen began to advance and shot until approximately twenty minutes he was free from traffic jams. He glimpsed the clock that was coiled around his left wrist. It's thirteen o'clock by noon. That is, there are still less than five minutes left. While Al with Nayla and Bilqis will take off at thirteen. Quen smiled alone.

"Just let him wait, don't know what the streets of Jakarta are?" quen muttered again while giggling.

Five minutes later Quen was already in the airport parking lot, which he did first was take his gawai and call Al number.

al answered his call long enough.

"Hello, Quen. Have you reached the airport, honey?" answer that voice.

"Yes, where's the big brother? I'm in this parking lot, need me to get out and wait for you in.." Quen's sentence hangs up when he sees a man waving his hand.

Quen got out of the car and ran up to the man and hugged him. "Sister, how are you?" quen asked as soon as he let go of his embrace.

"We're good, how are you? I want to get married, you know." Nayla Goda.

"Yes, Dooong...!" Quen then took turns hugging his sister-in-law and kissed each other left and right pipo.

"Well, Bilqis is already big, it turns out. hay Darling, when you went to Japan was only a year and a half old, the road was not right and easy to fall, aek now it's big enough," greet Quen to his nephew.

Bilqis no response. he instead hid behind Al, afraid of Quen. naturally, the little boy, must not remember with Quen. moreover they live together only two weeks.

seeing Bilqis adorable expression Quen could not bear to grab and hold the four-and-a-half-year-old toddler forcibly.

"Hay, pretty. Don't you remember me? Long ago, when your mom and dad got married, you wet me. I'm your date. Brother of Papa, don't be afraid of aunty again, Ok?" quen then ran to get Bilqis into the car and put him at the wheel.

"Quen, if you're tired, let your brother drive" Al offered.

"No need! enough you guys pijitin me later when it reaches home, is it okay?" quen said as he blinked his eyes at Al and Nayla.

Nayla laughed while covering her mouth with her hands. "Gosh, Mas. Your sister's funny, huh?" nayla lirih.

Al just smiled as he said, "Yes Princess."

"Hay, you've been married for three years, why don't you have any more children? does Bilqis not want a sister?"

Instantly the atmosphere of the car that had been warm and full of jokes became silent.

Nayla looks at each other with Al, then shuts up.

"Here you go, princess, let's go home I've missed the atmosphere of the house. How is mama, Quen?" tanya Al tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Everything's fine. Mama and papa are obviously getting older, already want to have two grandchildren," Quen replied while driving the car.

"Do you have any aspirations to have children soon?" timpal Al from behind.

"Aditya has eight-year-old son." Nata Quen continued to focus forward.

Nayla furrowed her brows. In his heart he felt astonished, why Al and his sister are married to a single parent, huh? they are equally attractive, rich intelligent and rich. Is there a problem with the taste of these sisters.