HUG ME: Love and Friendship
RIGHT HAND

CHAPTER 15

Along the way, Drake's steps look shabby until he reaches in front of the meat porridge seller.

"Begging for a serving of porridge, auntie," Drake said.

"Alright, handsome. Do you want to use the leaf?"

"Give me everything."

"OKAY. Wait a minute, yeah."

After a serving of meat porridge was served on his desk, Drake immediately devoured it with pleasure. For a moment, he forgot what he had just experienced.

TRACKS

The bowl of porridge is empty. He ordered one more serving and filled it up quickly. After he finished eating, he stood up and approached the seller's aunt.

"You want to add more?"

"Wrap me two servings huh," he said.

"OK ready."

Not long after, Drake had already walked away from the stall. He planned to bring two porridge for Luna and Tera. For he remembered very well that the children were very happy when he brought the porridge for their breakfast.

CLICKS

CLICKS

CKREK

"Where are they? So quiet?"

Luna's house was empty no one. Drake put the porridge he bought earlier on the table.

"alright. I'll just put this here."

Drake snorted for a moment, then turned his head to the right while putting both of his hands into the jacket pocket.

••••••

Once home, he removed the leather boots from his Madden Martin. There's a little bit of a gaping part.

"Huff, it looks like I have to buy some new shoes again," Drake observed the tear on his shoe while sitting on the front floor of the door.

TRACKS

He stood up and went to his room to get some shoe glue from his desk drawer.

"Over six years we've been together, are you tired now and want to retire?" Drake spoke to his shoes.

Then he turned to look at some of his sneakers lined up neatly on the shelf.

"All of you. Don't copy Martin. Try to survive at least ten years. If you go along like Martin, I won't give you any more glue. I'm gonna throw you guys out of your way, '" Drake is like a madman talking to shoes.

After giving Martin glue, Drake scatters himself on the bed.

"Fuaahh! Enjoy...."

The sleepy eyes slowly closed. But a moment later the eyes opened again.

CLIP

What was?

"That's it, I'm still confused."

He recalled the events a moment ago. Then he stared at the right palm that had let out a beam.

"What's wrong with me? What the hell is going on? This isn't in the fairy tale world. Why would I do something as senseless as before?"

Drake kept thinking. He changed his sleeping position from prone to reclining, then prone again and finally sitting in a corner.

He opened his right hand slowly. Then he observed the clinging. There was no light like the one he saw.

"Why look at me like that? Shut that gaping mouth of yours. You're making me unfocused."

"Eh buset, my hands can talk?!!" Drake was surprised to fall from the bed because suddenly a mouth appeared from his palm.

The flickering of his right hand was because Drake was horrified.

"Stop shaking your hands! I feel dizzy." Drake's hand asked that the owner stop shaking it.

Drake was in the fog in his room. He felt that he was not well, but he was well aware that he was not hallucinating at the moment.

"S who are you? Did you emerge from my flesh?" ask Drake horrified.

"I'm F5. Yep. I lived with you for a few years."

"No. No. gabe. I haven't seen you in all this time. Why are you showing up now!" Drake spoke to his hand while keeping his distance.

"Hmm, actually I show up a lot. But you're the one who doesn't know."

"What's? S often?"

"Well.."

"Omong empty! Out of my hand. Or I'll stab you to death!" snapped Drake.

"Please if you dare. After all, you will also be in pain."

GLUE

Without waiting any longer, Drake got up and rushed off to the kitchen. He thought of a knife and quickly stabbed his right hand right in the mouth of the F5.

CRACKS

"Arghh! Hosh, hosh, this is crazy! I hurt my own hand," Drake groaned in pain.

He saw that his right hand had been pierced and bleeding. But still, that voice is heard.

"Free, you can't just throw me out because I've lived so long in your body. So it can be said that I am you."

Drake snorted while pulling out the knife that stuck in his hand.

"Well, that's me..."

Drake tried to let out his claustrophobic sigh, "Alright. I'll try to understand it. But tell me. How you were in my body at first."

••••••

SSSHUUU

Drake sits languidly on the ceramic bench of the bathup backrest. Where he put his bath cosmetics neatly lined up. After wrapping the puncture wound on his palm, he listened to the story of the hand that could speak it carefully.

So you see, when he joined the wrestling club a few years ago. Drake has been injured once. And because of the injury, he had to be hospitalized.

From there, his hand began to live. He accidentally got an injection contaminated with F5 bacteria in 1833. It is said that in the past, the bacteria were very deadly and managed to kill thousands of people.

Nevertheless, only special people are able to survive with such bacteria. In addition to living in the body of the host, the bacteria can stay for years without showing any symptoms.

"You came in through the blood transfused on me? What kind of lie is that?"

"I'm not lying. You received golden blood from a man. I'm moving from that man's body to yours."

Drake couldn't digest what he heard. The golden blood of bacteria had entered his body.

"A man?"

"Yes. He's a special person like you and lived hundreds of years with me in the past. But these few years, he chose to stop being such a special person and ended up choosing you as his successor."

"I don't want to be the man he chose. It's called human rights!" he got up and went to the kitchen to get a drink from the fridge.

"Not really. Your body and blood will reject me automatically if you don't want me. But in fact, your body accepted me well. That means you're not denying my existence."

Drake grunting. Inevitably, indeed he had to face that privilege.

BRACKET

Drake closed the refrigerator door with a little energy. Then pour a bottle of mineral water into the glass.

"So, what can I do with you here?"

"You can stop time and reach for something without touching it. If you don't believe me, try moving that chair from here."

"Move that chair?"

"Yes. Focus on."

Because there was no other choice, Drake also obeyed the words F5. He shook his right hand as if he were touching a chair.

GRASPS

The chair was completely shifted without him having to touch it! Repeat it again with something else. And the result is the same. He can move things without touching them.

Drake gawked while observing his hand. He does not know whether to be sad or happy.

"It's fantastic! I just did something beyond reason. Is there something I have to do to pay for the power I receive?"

"Nothing."

Drake took a deep breath, "Then, I can call you F5, right?"

"Yes. Sure oes. You can call me by any name."

"F5."

"Yes??"

"Are there any side effects if you stay in my body for too long?

"There's hardly any."

"Almost? Does that mean there are possible side effects?"

"Hm. It's just, my ability can be weakened if my host is kissing*man with a woman."

UHUK! UHUK!

Drake who was swallowing his drinking water was choking.

"M you mean weakened how?"

"You can faint all of a sudden."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"alright. I can take it. Besides, I wouldn't do that with anyone either. It's just, I'm still thinking about something. Since you have a mouth, do you also need food like me?"

"Yes. I eat."

"Eh, eating too? What are you eating? Is it raw food or some kind of blood?"

"No. I don't need to swallow food directly from my mouth. Because if you eat, you automatically share your energy with me. In other words, some of the nutrients you eat will keep me alive."

Drake thought about the creature from the past that was in his body. Then he also remembered about when he became a man who wanted to eat. Aye! Since he was out of the hospital. He really became a food lover.

"Is that why my appetite is overdone? Even I've been impressed so greedy these past few years."

"Hehe, yes sorry. My appetite affects your mind."

"I guessed it! You've been influencing my life all along. Then, do my laziness and bad habits also have an effect on you?"

"Just boy. Your bad habits are yours... I don't love you, you know!" F5 doesn't want to admit that he doesn't like Drake bathing or wetting his body. That was the reason why he often drove Drake's mind.

"What's? Ck... You're telling me?"

"Why so fuck? That's reality!"

GLUE

Drake hissing. He really wanted to tie F5's mouth. Bacteria do not know themselves. Already hitchhiking live in his body, still dare to ugly him.

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SERIATE.......