Love on the verge of suffering
Unusual

"Ifa.." cried Zara as soon as Zifa got out of the car by running towards the shophouse where she lived. Zara immediately rushed into Zifa's arms, as soon as Zifa reached the doorstep.

Ghava was not asked by Zifa immediately come down and follow Zifa running towards the cake shop of the King and Queen.

"Where are you going Fa, you are confused to find you where. Keep HP why you don't pick up the phone call." Alwi who was very anxious with Zifa also immediately asked a question for Zifa, not angry. Just too worried that Alwi was afraid of anything happening with Zifa. Afraid that Zifa would get worse mentally.

"I'm sorry that Bang took a taxi online, but instead got the wrong car, Mas Ghava's car ride." Zifa glanced at Ghava who was trying to dry the slightly wet suit because it was used to cover his body from the rain.

"Well, would you all go in and eat yet? No one dared to eat, for he was so anxious to think of you." Alwi asked everyone to come in and close the door, especially tonight, the weather is cold and the rain is getting heavier.

Previously Ghava was introduced to the Zifa team, there were Alwi, Ara, Tasi and Beni. Everyone mentioned their names and shook hands.

Ghava also entered, after getting acquainted, his suit was used to cover his hands that felt cold. This is the first time he was in the city of flowers and directly exposed to rain water, Ghava who is not familiar with the weather of the city of Bandung, not comfortable with the temperature of the city, his body seemed to respond poorly.

"Mas Ghava why?" asked Zifa who saw Ghava as moody and as if looking for something around the room. "The place is weird, huh? Messy? Well, here's how we just moved this morning and haven't had time to clean up the whole thing is still a mess everywhere." Zifa tried to explain the messy condition of the shophouse.

"It's not the Fa. This is the temperature of the AC how much my body feels really cold." Ghava was still trying to find Ac which is usually stuck on the wall, but since then his eyes were around still not found Ac.

Zifa chuckles. Here is not AC Mas, if the air of the city of Bandung is indeed like this cooler than other cities, and it is common for us. But if for Mas it's still not unusual especially since it was hit by rain water, surely the weather is more cold." Zifa got up from her seat and immediately went into her room she picked up a blanket that was thick enough.

 "Pake this blanket is good, the clothes that were a little wet just take off and wrap Mas's body with a blanket, afraid Mas even hurt later if wearing wet clothes," zifa said her hand stuck out a blanket she had picked up.

Ghava felt his clothes uncomfortable, as the wet immediately undressed and wrapped his stocky body with the blanket Zifa gave him.

Hacminmm... Hacccimmm. Gahava sneezed, like he was sick.

"Ghava why the Fa?" tanya Alwi who was eating was sitting on the floor together with the others, while Ghava was currently sitting on the sova.

"It looks like the flue bang, which he said is new in this city, so his body is not used to the temperature here, has not been hit by rain water," Zifa replied.

"Ben you get me a shirt in my car a shirt looks like it's there, bring one for Ghava let him change his clothes, and the medicine box in the car takes it too." Alwi stuck out the car conci, and Beni immediately followed what Alwi said.

"You get me the Fa rice, let Ghava eat and make warm ginger to warm Ghava's body, at least don't let him get sick and drop, because he's not used to the temperature of this city." Zifa also immediately took food for Ghava who was still immersing his body under the blanket.

One plate of rice with grilled duck and sambal ijo Zifa served to Ghava. where Ghava also wanted to have dinner with roasted duck, well even though he had not had time to eat because of Zifa, which he also wanted to eat, but now Zifa replaced the menu that had not been able to enjoy Ghava.

"Mas, get up first, get dressed and eat first, let's not get sick." Zifa who felt indebted to Ghava was finally taking care of Ghava painstakingly, Zifa did not have the heart to see Ghava as limp. Though Ghava limp because since noon he had not eaten, so when Zifa woke him up to eat Ghava immediately woke up.

"Pake the shirt first." Zifa extended Alwi's use to Ghava. The man whose body was wrapped in a blanket took it.

"Thank you Fa, Bang." Ghava's eyeballs glanced at Alwi and Zifa.

"Well, don't get sick. Must be smart to take care of health, because the weather here is indeed for immigrants sometimes feels bad in the body," reply Alwi he still enjoys dinner with Zara, Zara, Tasi and Beni while the caretaker of the King and Queen, named Sisri, had eaten first and was now on the top floor guarding her foster children.

Ghava only replied with a nod, while Zifa had gone to the kitchen to make a warm ginger drink, for himself who had been hit by rain water and of course also for Ghava.

Ghava actually from the first time he met with Ifa and Ara like it was very familiar face, but he forgot. Whether he knew Ifa and Ara or because of the face of the market.

The others had finished their dinner and they continued their work where they stayed to decorate the front room, while Tasi and Zara prepared the necessities for the oderan tomorrow, and after all the preparations are done they will march to the second floor for a rest, and tomorrow morning they will wake up early, to start their activities.

"Why hasn't the rice been eaten yet?" asked Zifa who saw the rice she had deliberately brought to eat Ghava was still intact.

"You haven't eaten either, let's eat together, it's not good to eat alone" Ghava replied, his hand patting the place beside Ghava.

Zifa, who was intending to eat seblak, went back into the kitchen and took a bowl for the bowl she had bought, and imagined that eating a warm cloth would be delicious, but now it is not warm anymore, but it was cold, but Zifa still ate.

"That's what Fah?" tanya Ghava who saw the food with red sauce seemed to be very spicy. Ghava wondered if the rich food did not hurt his stomach.

"This if here his name is seblak Mas, never eat seblak no?" zifa asked, when she saw Ghava's reaction was strange.

Ghava shook his head. " Chicken noodles isn't it?" asked Ghava who was completely dead-end could not guess what it was.

"No, chicken noodles anyway, seblak. Wanna trybain?" ask Zifa, sticking out her bowl.

"May be curious," said Ghava by taking another spoon, before trying it Ghava stirring up the contents, there are slices of sausage, baso, baso, the bones and mustard and I don't know Ghava so well. A spoonful of stuffing that he didn't know and Ghava's broth put in his mouth.

Uhuukkk... Uhuukkk... Ghava coughed after tasting a spoon, which Zifa said was. His hand immediately grabbed the white water that was on the table. His tongue felt terbakaar with a sauce that for Ghava is very strange taste, only spicy.