SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Man of Choice Boyfriend

"Nightmare, restlessness, depressed mood. That, right? My wife used to be that too. The point is to go to therapy, and of course you have to be accompanied by someone he trusts, who loves and accepts him."

Just called, a woman with a baby in her cradle stood in front of Khairul.

"Abang, searched everywhere, it's here."

"Sorry, deck. Here, brother met you long ago. Syahdu, who was the brother of the story."

"Ooh, this one..."

Syahdu hastily wiped away his tears. Then smile, stand up and extend your hand.

"I am Syahdu, brother. I hope what is spoken is good."

"Good, really. Wow. very cute. There's no mistake, you're crazy to be crazy." He said as he welcomed Syahdu's hand. She sat down near her husband.

"PTSD, deck." Khairul said to his wife.

"Seriously? Have you been to a psychiatrist?" Ask the woman.

Syahdu shook his head. He just found out about this from Khairul just now.

"So, how can you treat PTSD?" Ask Khairul. "PTSD can't be isolated on its own. I have to go to the doctor."

"But Syahdu is rich you, deck. Often the same dream, restless, thinking of the past." Khairul.

"Not everyone is rich in PTSD, bang. Why is Syahdu?" Ask Khairul's wife to the girl.

"Often dreams of Mr. Wicak. Fill the same dream." Answer Syahdu.

"Is the dream sad, or happy?"

"Yes sad, deck. Time asked again." Chirkin Khairul.

"Every time the dream comes up, tears come out, brother." Reply Syahdu who suddenly wants to vent.

"You.. feel guilty, same Wicak?" Ask Khairul's wife frankly. Because he had heard the story of Wicak and Syahdu, also a famous man named Arga.

"I feel Wicak's death because of me." Syahdu squeezed his fingers. He looked down and cried. "If I had not been close to Arga, Brother Wicak would not have come there to fight with Arga." Syahdu. Repeatedly he blamed himself and asked God to turn the clock so that he would die, not Wicak.

"Syahdu, I'm not a psychiatrist, but a few years of continuing to deal with a mental health professional for me to understand a few things about you. Admitting mistakes is good, but don't keep blaming yourself as if Wicak's death was because of you. Nope. It's destiny, Syahdu." The woman gently stroked Syahdu's shaken shoulder.

"I'm sure you've been horrified this, that time and time again we turn back, if it was his destiny to die, he would die in any way. Stop blaming yourself. Re-frame the way you think, Syahdu. Try to realize whatever destiny the Creator has written for his people."

Syahdu. He had also heard this from Nani before.

"Now, focus on your new life. Tell your heart and mind that you want to change and shape the future. Most importantly, open up about feelings. Accept the new person you trust will help you overcome this. Rich me." The woman said again, holding Khairul's hand.

Syahdu raised his face. The shadow of Arga's face appeared in his mind just like that.

"Remain sure, the person we like can make us quickly forget the bad things in the past by venting anger and love to him. All of that greatly affects the stability of our emotions, because it is channeled to the right place. Hihih." He chuckled at Khairul who shook his head. I don't know what the two had in mind, Syahdu didn't know. The one on his mind right now is Arga.

"I'm not saying that Arga feels more than Wicak. But.. Wicak once said that he could see Arga love you long ago." Khairul.

"Well, he's passed the selection from Wicak, right." Khairul continued again, making Syahdu smile with the rest of the tears still attached.

"Thank you for telling me, brother. I'm relieved." Tukas the girl.

"That means you haven't calmed down all this time, huh, Syahdu? You sniffed all by yourself?" Ask Khairul's wife.

Syahdu. Right, he harbored himself for so many years and wished for everything to be lost. It turned out to be a mental illness.

They had a long chat, until Khairul and his wife left because their plane was about to leave. While Syahdu was still on his stool. When he came out, it was already raining.

He said he had to focus on his feelings now. He has to take back his life. I-so, right? Syahdu immediately remembered Arga. Ah, that guy.

He is a man whose current love is sincere. And Syahdu was also convinced, if Arga would accept it like Wicak who had an extraordinary love for him.

Yeah, he doesn't want to lose like he used to. Losing love is not bad. He no longer wants to lose love.

Syahdu began to think, does he have to go back now?

"Sir, excuse me." Syahdu approached one of the airport officers. He has no choice. All he had to do was call Arga.

"Yes, ma'am, how can I help you?"

"Eeng. can use his HP. Ah. just a minute." Syahdu pulled out a red sheet. "I.. pinjem for a second call, can you?"

The officer nodded and gave him his phone. Syahdu quickly typed the Arga number that he had memorized long ago.

One time, Arga didn't pick it up. Syahdu again pressed Arga's number, put the phone in his ear, but not also lifted.

"Come, dong, Ga. Please, pick up.." Shahdu muttered again putting the phone to the ear.

He waited a long time until Arga finally picked up his phone.

Silence, no sound. So is Syahdu who has been pounding ever since.

'Who?' Tanya opposite finally, with a typical Arga jutek tone that makes Syahdu finally relieved and smiling satisfied.

"Argha..." Say Syahdu still with his voice.

From across the silence, it seemed that he was trying to digest the voice of who he had just heard.

'Shew?'

"Ga, can.. pick me up at the airport?"

Silence for a few seconds until a loud noise led to disconnection of the call.

Syahdu stared at the mobile phone screen. Disconnected. Does that mean Arga doesn't take it anymore? Why didn't Arga answer and immediately disconnect the call?

Syahdu sat down again. He pensively stared at Arga's face on a hair cream advertisement on the airport's big screen. The man's voice was also ringing in his ears. Uh, Arga. Syahdu was very eager to meet him. He wanted to reveal all his heart. But is it too late?

If the man did not want to accept it because he was already hurt, how? Syahdu twice left him on the man's birthday.

Syahdu leaned back, a rough sigh could be heard from his mouth. He was too stupid and made up his mind with origin. Look 7 years ago, he did the same. If only he hadn't run away, maybe the story would have been different.

Hugging the knees. Cold, he misses Arga and her warmth.

Moments later, Shahdu lowered his leg. Watching the people passing by. He glanced at the watch, his plane had already passed half an hour ago.

Syahdu dragged the suitcase back. Confused, he didn't know where to go and what to do. Not enough money to buy another ticket.

The girl stopped, she pondered at the hum of a face that kept staring in front of her. His mind was still on Arga. Why did the man hang up the phone? Does Arga not believe that the one who called was him? Or because of a bad network? Ah, I don't know. Syahdu walked straight.

He stopped when he saw someone he knew very well was running while looking here and there.

He's Arga. Jeans, masks, and hats burst through the people nearby looking for Syahdu.

The girl's heart was beating. He thought Arga ignored him after what Syahdu did half an hour ago. It turned out that Arga caught up to him quickly.

Syahdu's heart stopped beating when Arga found it. The man stared at Syahdu, whose eyes were wet. Argapun ran towards Syahdu. He hugged the girl with great relief because he was finally able to meet again. While Syahdu felt love emerging from his heart that melted out along with a great sense of happiness.

The girl tightly wrapped her hands around Arga's waist. "I love you.. I love you, Arga.."

Instantly Arga held her breath. What did Syahdu say? Of love?

"W-what.." Arga released a hug, he wanted to hear it clearly. He was sure he had not heard wrong. Syahdu expressed his heart.

"So what did you say?" Ask Arga again.

"Your face is wet. You raining?"

"No.. That's not. What did you say? I heard you say love."

"I said your clothes were wet. You raining?" Ask Syahdu again, making Arga upset, then he laughed because he knew, maybe Syahdu was still embarrassed.

"Where are you going to have lunch?" Arga asked while dragging Syahdu's suitcase. They walked out of the airport to the car. Both are faced with an incredible sense of happiness. Especially Arga. He loved the girl he held in his hand. And hopefully this time Syahdu will no longer leave it~

Seriate...