
Syahdu sat leaning on the bed while gently stroking the sleeping Popi. Thought split. Now she knows Arga will be engaged, meaning she will be free and gone from Arga's life. But, why is it like something is blocking his pleasure.
Syahdu shook his head slightly, he brushed off all the prejudices in his mind. There was nothing to be sad about because he would be free any minute.
Yes, grandma is also healed, Wicak had reported that he will be in a few days to hear. A small smile appeared on his lips. It's flawless. Perfect plan to get out of town. He also does not need to run away because Arga will eventually be engaged to Soraya.
Syahdu's eyes now follow Arga's steps. She came out of the bathroom with a towel around her waist towards the walk in closet. It didn't take long for him, Arga came out with only shorts and nude t-shirts.
Arga took a copi who slept on the mattress and placed it on a pet bed. Arga lay down, occasionally he coughed and then tilted to face Syahdu.
"Lo don't sleep?" Asked the man in a somewhat hoarse voice.
"You don't want to go for treatment, do you? Suddenly coughing. If it gets sick, how? I feel guilty, no." Ask Syahdu back.
"Gue ga papa. Don't be lebay." The wound then closed his eyes.
Syahdu lies down, he pulls the blanket, also covers part of Arga's body.
He was facing the man who was having a fever. Again the sick season, Wicak also just recovered from the fever, he thought.
Arga opened his eyes, peeking at Syahdu who was looking at him. Now they are facing.
"Lo want me healed, don't you?" Arga asked suddenly and Syahdu nodded.
"Lo know, how to get the fever down quickly?"
Syahdu shook his head slowly.
"The name is skin to skin."
Syahdu's eyes suddenly rounded. "That's for the baby."
"Who said? It can also be for adults." Arga sat down and took off his clothes.
"Eh, what are you doing?" Ask Syahdu as Arga shifts closer towards him with bare chest
"She wanted my fever down. Skin to skin, dong."
Syahdu clasped his piyamah collar firmly, not wanting to undress for Arga's crazy idea.
"Lo seriously don't want me to get well?" Asked the man with a face made moody. "Gue has a fever, nih." Arga grabbed Syahdu's hand and placed it on his forehead.
Syahdu did know Arga had a fever, and it was getting hotter as well.
"We'll go to the doctor.." Syahdu.
"It's a hell of a malem.." Arga shifted closer to Syahdu.
The girl finally relented, resigned to what Arga had done to her.
The man opened one by one Syahdu nightg shirt buttons until they were fully open. Then he wrapped both his hands around the girl's innocent waist.
Arga lay his head on Syahdu's chest until he could feel the warmth and also the tight beating of the girl's heart. Arga smiled slightly, not as usual, Syahdu looked a little nervous.
While Syahdu can see Arga's face that began to close his eyes. It feels like Arga's entire body is attached to his body that is equally not layered clothes.
Arga grabbed a hand of Syahdu and placed it on his head. She wanted Syahdu to gently stroke her hair.
Syahdu rippled, slowly he gently stroked Arga's hair. Then she smiled a little. Funny too, he thought. Though Arga said that he was not like a little child who had a little fever should be treated. Not to mention, he was even so spoiled like this.
Syahdu continued stroking Arga until unconsciously the hand stopped because he was asleep. Likewise Arga, Syahdu body temperature makes him feel comfortable until he slumped in the girl's arms.
...🍁...
Arga opened his eyes slowly. He felt his body temperature was already better than last night. He smiled as he remembered where he had fallen asleep.
Arga turned left and right, there was no shahdu on his big bed. But he smelled a fragrant smell that he knew, Syahdu must have cooked something for him.
He got up and headed straight for the kitchen. He saw Syahdu stirring the cooking still in sleeping pajamas.
The sound of the shifting of the chair made Syahdu look over. He saw that Arga was already sitting at the dining table.
"Laper, huh?"
"Hm." The answer is that he is not hungry.
"Start, yeah." Syahdu poured white porridge into the bowl.
"Warm ahead, eat fast." Syahdu opened the apron.
"Where are you going?"
"Bandy."
"Gue can't eat alone."
"Huh?" Syahdu. Just talk good, why can't you eat alone?
Syahdu, although he sighed, still took the porridge and then fed it to Arga.
The man stopped chewing, feeling something in his food.
"This..what porridge?"
Syahdu smiled as the man's face turned like spiciness.
"It's just rice porridge, but I love cloves, starfruit, pepper, coconut milk. It's supposed to be shrimp, but since you can't be I'm changing my chicken. Yummy, right?"
"Burried it like sop, is that it? This is mostly a taste. Pedes!" Protest the man.
"Emang intentionally. You are, fever. But it's delicious, right? Come on, again." Syahdu lifted the spoon and handed it to Arga.
"Oh yeah.." The girl said as Arga did not open her mouth. "Quick, Ga. Let's go for it."
Arga opened his mouth and chewed the porridge lazily.
"Where, if you look at it anyway, you really need a partner." Chirps Syahdu. "It hurts, it's spoiled!"
"Gue ain't never been sick, yeah. New this! It's also because of you!" Sung to Syahdu.
"That means you're not strong. If it hurts, even his behavior is more than a small child."
Again, Arga opened his mouth receiving a bribe from Syahdu.
"I'm happy when you marry me, Ga." Say the girl honestly. It's not about how he got away, but slowly he loved Arga as a friend. Moreover, Arga also helped him a lot outside of the contract agreement.
The man kept his mouth shut when Syahdu wanted to repeat himself. He stared with annoyance at Syahdu.
"I'm not happy that I'm off you, am I. But, this is from my heart that is happy to see his friend will have a partner. Because I see, you're the type who can't live alone." Obviously Syahdu when he realized Arga's gaze on him.
The man chipped a little. Suddenly his mood changed badly.
"Gue-"
"Yeah. You don't want to marry, you don't want to marry, you want to keep dying." Press Shahdu on Arga. The man was silent.
"Trus, if you're sick rich gini, who's taking care of you?" Ask the girl.
"Elo, I'm."
"Me?" Syahdu brought his face closer. "I want to get married."
"Yes come on."
Immediately Syahdu rewinds his head, shocked by Arga's spontaneous answer.
"No. Just like Soraya, there."
Arga giggles. Suddenly he remembered his words. At that time Margaret had offered help if she was bullied by her father, then the old woman would help as long as she wanted to marry Syahdu. But, if Margaret knew that Shahdu was a whore's son, how?
"Let's daydream, let's eat again. I'm going to the hospital." Syahdu put one mouthful into Arga's mouth.
"Was college?"
Syahdu shook his head. Why he went to college, which made him even more tortured. Moreover, he will also leave this city, right.
"But, Ga, if I may give you advice, there is no harm in getting married. I know, aunt Julia and oma are trying to get you married because you're the last of the line."
Syahdu put the bowl of porridge on the table. "Grandmother once told me that she was also betrothed. Then in two months, she falls in love with Grandpa. Also the grandfather who immediately bucin very same grandma. Like the cake won't split, that's it, Ga."
"I don't want to like that. Especially with Soraya."
Syahdu cengo, even he had not had time to close his mouth and Arga immediately answered him quickly.
"Gi-gitu, yeah." Syahdu scratched his non-itchy temple.
"Udahla, you do the hell, bother to tell the cave of marriage. I have my own thoughts on that."
"Oh, huh? What's?" Ask Syahdu with round eyes.
Arga brought his face closer. "Gue wouldn't marry anyone, except.." Arga hung up his sentence.
"Except?"
"Except the same lo. HAHAHA."
Syahdu suddenly changed his expression. While Arga was laughing out loud.
"Abisin, porridge!" Sumpul Syahdu then left Arga who was still laughing wide. Even though he was serious, Arga still kept joking. He was upset and walked to the bathroom to prepare for the hospital.
TB
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