SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Packing

"That's Wicak, right?" Imel pointed in one direction where a man was sitting together with a woman whom they recognized in the face.

"Yes. Her boyfriend? Didn't you break up?" Ask Cinta back.

They noticed the interaction of the two who looked very happy. Laughing and joking even occasionally Wicak kissed Syahdu's hand in his hand.

"Turn it, mah." Cintya said confidently after seeing the two people making out on the campus hallway bench.

"Ck. Gimana, anyway. Didn't break up yesterday, did you? How to turn it back again." Gerrilla Imel.

"When you were upset yesterday, you should be right next to him."

Imel sighed in annoyance. He kicked the small pebble that was near his feet. "Gue took him, really. I also got the maximum yesterday. But Wicak doesn't look at me at all!"

"What the hell, are you harepin from a guy who's been dating for seven years? You can't see his profile picture has changed too?" Cintya opened her phone and pointed to Wicak's status last night.

Imel glanced at Cintya's phone at a glance. "Yes. I saw it too. I was so good."

"Udahlah, Mel. My advice, find another guy. Lots of people walking down the street. Noh, it's Ben. Cute, rich again. How many times did he walk. Accept it sometimes."

Imel shook his head. "Can't do it, Yak. I really like Wicak. He's a pinter, he's a lacquer anyway."

Cintya nodded in agreement with Imel's words. "But he doesn't like you."

"Iiissh, what a mess!" Imel stomped his feet and immediately left when he saw Syahdu pinching the two cheeks of Wicak who only resigned with his lover. Of course it makes Imel hot and reluctant to look again at the two.

"Who's in class?" Ask Syahdu to Wicak who has been chin-backed since looked at him.

"A little while." He answered while looking at Syahdu.

"This is in my sister's class. How's it going to be males now?"

"Heah. Ja. Why so bad, huh?" The lizard scratched his non-itchy head. It feels like to go alone with Syahdu, a walk somewhere the two of them came from.

"Tuh, right. Go on, get in!" Syahdu pushed Wicak's body to stand from his place.

"Yeah. Ja. I'm in. Call me later, yeah." Wicak gently stroked Syahdu's head. Now the silver ring is also embedded in the middle finger of Wicak.

"Yes." Yeah." Syahdu kissed Wicak's hand and then waved at him.

"Well, it's back, huh?" Alika suddenly appeared from behind, making Syahdu turn his head and smile shyly. Naya was sitting next to Syahdu.

"That, dong. Dating time is like home credit but finished in the middle of the road."

"Bigger lo, yes!" Naya chirps while laughing at Alika's words earlier.

Syahdu just smiled in response to the jokes of his two friends.

"Where are you, huh?" Ask Syahdu when he does not see his close friend.

"To the toilet like that. Uh, yes, Race. I want it, no." Naya took something out of her bag.

"It's lo's got no, huh?" Naya asked with a pink hair tie in her hand.

"Not." Answer Syahdu quickly. He shook his trembling legs. Fortunately, Arga had been far away days waiting for this matter.

"Related?"

Syahdu narrowed his eyes, he was really uncomfortable with Naya. The woman was too suspicious of him.

"I don't have that color hair tie." Syahdu turned his head, pointing at his simple black hair tie.

"Oh, yes. We saw it fall behind you, anyway. That's why we think we have lo." Sahut Alika's.

Syahdu nodded again. Now that he knew, Alika also suspected him.

"Hey, at the get-together here." The clouds that came with Dina.

"Eh, I want to tell you about the climb." The clouds again.

"Oh yes, how is it? I can't wait." Sambar Nay.

"Saturday we go up. How, can you?"

"It could be me." Dina Sahut.

"Yes. Agree, anyway." Said Alika.

"If so, ntar I infoin the place and time to gather, yes."

"Byhurat!!"

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Syahdu began to arrange clothes and items to be taken up. He already knew what he needed to bring, as it was not the first time for him to climb.

"Where are you going?" Asked Arga who had just emerged from the kitchen with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Go away. Where else to go." Sahut Syahdu without looking.

"Go? Want to run away from duty? You don't want a contract that makes you have to be here?"

Syahdu. Why, Arga? His inner.

"Hey, answer me."

"Dream, sana. Noisy." Reply Syahdu while folding clothes.

An upset Arga placed his coffee on the nightstand and then firmly grasped Syahdu's arm.

"Where are you going, huh? Do you have money to change the fine? Do you want to leave me?"

"Appaan, anyway. Pain, tau!" Sizzle Syahdu while foaming off Arga's grip.

Arga raised both eyebrows. Climbing meaning?

Crickets.krik..

Arga watched the shahdu stuff scattered on the bed. It is climbing equipment. Arga immediately realized something. What did he say to Syahdu, huh? Are there any embarrassing words? Why is he afraid of being left behind?

Arga stretched his grip. It feels deg-degan, want to run quickly to the top of the rooftop and jump while screaming so shy. Or.. can he just disappear now?

"Aren't you packing?"

Syahdu questions disperse Arga daydreams. He took another coffee on the nightstand.

"No." He answered tightly while closing the apartment door. Making Syahdu dedicate in shock. Just thought what was wrong with Arga, immediately then he shrugged his shoulders indifferent sign.

Outside, Arga was still holding the door handle. He was confused as to why he left the apartment. Maybe it was the reaction of his body that felt ashamed of Syahdu. Why is she using drama? Ah, goddamn. Again the shame overflowed.

After some hesitation, Arga went inside again. He saw Syahdu still stuffing things into the bag and did not care about it.

Phew..

He stroked his chest in relief because Syahdu did not take the matter seriously.

"Ga, what is this?" Syahdu lifted a small round container that he took on the nightstand.

Arga who was sitting on the sofa raised his head slightly towards Shahdu.

"Mask."

"Mask face, huh? I'm wearing it, huh?"

"Can. Pakein I used to but."

Syahdu immediately stepped in the direction where Arga was sitting.

"Blood, gih. Let's get diolesin." Syahdu began to read the instructions in the container. "Wash your face first" he said." Oceh Shahdu's.

"Have, Lama. Choke." Arga lay down and closed his eyes.

Slowly shahdu tidied Arga's hair back so as not to disturb when smeared mask to his face.

But it actually makes Arga open his eyes because there is a soft touch that makes his heart pound.

Syahdu stopped that when Arga opened his eyes. They exchanged glances for a few seconds until Arga coughed slightly as he forgot to breathe.

"Pocket." Arga closed his eyes again.

Syahdu took out a small spatula and started smearing Arga's face slowly. Without him noticing, his eyes looked at the smooth face of Arga who looked so calm as he closed his eyes.

He smeared his cheeks, then his nose like a boy's rubbing. The spatula runs again towards the forehead, down to its long jaw and chin. Syahdu's eyes also caught Arga's red lips. Although the man looks smoking, does not make his lips blackened. It makes Syahdu envious of the beauty of Arga's face like a woman.

"Gapain you suck my lips."

Syahdu immediately turned around, putting the mask container on the table.

"Want? Want to kiss me the same?" Chirps Arga.

"No." Answer Syahdu quickly and move from the sofa to continue cleaning.

While Arga tried hard to hold back the laughter so that the mask did not crack.

"Oi. Went where? Don't you want me to go to the mask?" Arga tried to speak without opening her mouth too much. Worried the mask broke.

Syahdu is back. He sat next to Arga and leaned back on the sofa already with a cute bando so that his hair did not fall apart into the face.

"On the network."

"No. Ntar others, again." Answer by closing your eyes. Makes Arga close her lips so she doesn't laugh.

Arga began to apply the mask to Syahdu's face. Arga could not help but smile as he looked at Syahdu's face. She's the kind of woman whose face is really soothing. The name given was very appropriate to his face. Shahdu.

"Udah belom?" Ask Syahdu who feels no more movement on his face.

"Patience." Arga smeared again until it was finished.

"Udah." Said Arga.

Hearing the phone's notifications, Syahdu immediately moved.

"Eh, Ga.. Please take a picture of me." Syahdu handed the phone to Arga.

In surprise, Arga pointed the camera at Syahdu. The girl posed the centil with a hand made heart shape. Seeing that, Arga immediately knew who the photo was sent to.

"Udah." Arga throws Syahdu's phone into his lap.

"Iiih what is it. Nothing good." Syahdu swiped the screen of his phone, checking the photos Arga captured were all burem.

"Lo's cell phone is not good." Arga Cibir.

"Again, once again." Syahdu handed over his phone again and started posing.

Lazily Arga took pictures of Syahdu to as much as possible so that the girl was satisfied.

"Well. Tired me." He pressed it while throwing Syahdu's phone again and then lay down to close his eyes.

Every now and then she peered at Syahdu, the girl smilingly looking at her phone. He was busy chatting with the lover who asked for a portrait of himself.

TB