SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Buying Testpack

Arga is gone. After eating with Syahdu, he decided to go home. Especially at Margaret's house was Julia. Surely the woman will babble long if she finds out that her son did not sleep there.

Syahdu was relieved. At 3 am, my grandmother was conscious. It's just that grandma hasn't been able to move much. Just a blink of an eye is a sign he can feel and hear what the doctor says. Grandma can also hold Syahdu's hand tightly, as well as the eyes that can not be separated from her grandson. Syahdu thought, maybe his grandmother was afraid. Fortunately Syahdu was there when the grandmother woke up.

It's 8 in the morning. Syahdu pressed the button to say that the grandmother's infusion liquid was gone. Before long, a nurse came up with a new bottle of infusion.

"Sus.."

"Yes, ma'am."

"I. can. see the details of the grandmother's treatment fund?" Ask Syahdu doubtfully. Even though he was free, what are the details of the funds? Maybe so thought the nurse.

The nurse was silent for a moment. "By, mbak. Shall I get it?"

"Yes, sus. Please, yeah."

The nurse nodded, then walked out of the room. Not long after, he entered again with a map in his hand.

"All the details are here, ma'am. Excuse me first."

"Yes, sus. Thanks, yeah." He said, then looked at the map depicting the hospital he occupied now.

Slowly Syahdu opened it, then read carefully all the details of the funds ranging from doctor visits, drugs, rooms, and also major operations that have been done twice.

Syahdu was stunned to see a row of numbers that he began to find difficult to read. The numbers are so many, but Syahdu knows, Arga has spent eight hundred million more for the treatment of his grandmother.

"Eight hundred million.." murmured Syahdu. Now he cannot speak. That figure he could probably get for twelve years working in this city. It also does not cut living costs.

Syahdu closed the map. He no longer knew whether he should be sad or grateful.

However, the grandmother survived this far because of her self-dirty struggle, becoming Arga's mistress. But if not, can he get this much money? Can grandma survive until now?

The sound of the door opening makes Syahdu reflect slip the map under the grandmother's pillow. Wicak entered with a small plastic bag in his hand.

"Have breakfast?" Wicak asked, and Syahdu shook his head.

Wicak sat on the sofa, followed by Syahdu who also sat next to him.

"Eat first. I bought chicken porridge." Wicak opened the porridge box and gave it to Syahdu.

The girl fed her food. He was silent, his tongue was busy tasting the porridge.

Syahdu stared at his porridge for quite a while. In his heart, he praised Arga. The chicken porridge made by Arga at that time was much better than this. Strange, but usually he always eats anything that goes into his mouth.

"Why? Not good, huh?"

Syahdu. "Ah. It's delicious, right." He said and then stuck it in his mouth again.

"Today I have no class. So, I can get you to noon. Because at two o'clock I have an Expo meeting. That's right, it's set this week."

Syahdu nodded. He closed his eyes when he felt his stomach was nauseous.

"Shahdu, what's wrong?"

Syahdu hurriedly closed his mouth, and put the chicken porridge on the sofa. He ran into the bathroom, and vomited in the sink.

Syahdu continued to vomit food that he just swallowed. While Wicak helped him massage the girl's back.

"Shahdu, are you sick?"

The girl did not answer. He washed his mouth and looked at his pale face from the reflection of the mirror.

"We went to the doctor, huh?"

"What's? No, no. Gausah, brother." Reject Syahdu quickly. Check with the doctor? No, he's not ready. What if she really is pregnant? I don't know, Syahdu gulped his saliva painstakingly imagining it.

"You should be treated. Later if you are also sick, kasian grandma."

"I-iya, brother. Then I'll buy some medicine."

"No, let me buy it, yeah." Say the Tortoise gently.

"No. Actually, I did. Brother please take care of grandma, yeah."

Shahdu went out of the room. He walked slowly towards the hospital pharmacy.

"Good morning, madam. Can anyone help?" Greet the female pharmacist to Syahdu who was standing before him.

"Mbak Syahdu, buy medicine, huh? Grandma's for?"

Syahdu. A nurse who used to help Grandma greet him.

Syahdu immediately realized, if he bought a testpack at this hospital, it must be dangerous for him and also Arga.

Syahdu smiled slightly, then shook his head. "No. I-I want to buy medicine to catch a cold."

"I'll get you a minute, ma'am." Said the pharmacist.

"Mbak Syahdu must take care of health. Most people who take care of the sick are also often sick." The nurse next to him said.

"Eh, Rum, here." Another nurse called him from behind Syahdu.

"What?" Ask the nurse.

The other nurse pulled her hand and gave a quick smile to Syahdu. "You don't get there." His whisper to the nurse who had rebuked Syahdu. Then they went and told a story, which Syahdu knew for sure the effect of Arga's reprimand on the nurses.

"This, madam. Fifteen thousand."

Syahdu gave her the money, then left immediately.

Can't, he can't buy a testpack here. Syahdu is very curious. Three days late menstruation alone has made him very stressed and think that no-no, plus he who always vomits, exactly the characteristics of pregnant women.

Syahdu's phone vibrated as he was about to turn the door handle. He was stuck there while reading a message from Arga.

Arga asked about her menstrual period. Syahdu was a bit upset. He was also very confused and stressed about everything. Arga even increased the burden by inviting him to go to the doctor.

After feeling that Arga would no longer reply to his message, Syahdu opened the door and he stayed there when he found the map details of the hospital funds that he had tucked under his grandmother's pillow.

Wicak looked at him, then stood up and sat on the sofa while continuing to open the contents of the map.

"Sister.."

Wicak patted the sofa, told him to sit there.

I went in and sat there. He was silent as long as Wicak was also silent and still continued to read the contents of the map.

"Now, explain. How do you pay off the debt that is almost one M for two years."

Syahdu squeezed his fingers. Several times he gulped because he felt his throat suddenly dry.

"Being a maid in her house, by the way of your salary of five million, it can't be." Connect Wicak again.

Syahdu just looked down. Her tears almost came out because she was holding him half dead.

"I'll help."

Syahdu immediately raised his head. What did Wicak say?

"I'll repay your debt to him. My salary will be handed to you. Don't worry, yeah."

Spontaneous tears Syahdu dripping. Wicak misjudged. But it happened because he couldn't possibly tell a story.

"Sister, it doesn't need to be like that. He said it's only two years and it'll all be paid off.."

"How keel? Two years is not enough." Wicak suddenly stared fixedly at Syahdu. "Or don't-don't, he's got other plans for you, huh?"

"Ah. No brother. He said he just wanted to help." Elak Syahdu quickly.

"No way, Syahdu. No one wants to help for free. That's eight hundred million to this day. Not tomorrow and so on. It's probably over a billion!"

"What are you telling him? What are you asking for?" Ask Wicak again. He could not think positively about the man.

"No, sis. Nonexistent. He really wants to help."

"It doesn't make sense, Syahdu."

"Because I'm poor, brother!" Syahdu. Her tears kept flowing. "I get free treatment because I'm poor. And.. Arga's just helping to increase the cost so Grandma and I can be in this room." Syahdu covered his face with both palms. He cried sobbing, he had been lying several times and Wicak always believed.

The man no longer spoke. He pulled Syahdu into his chest. Apologies also came out of Wicak's lips.

"Sorry, brother." said Syahdu in the middle of his stuffing. Wicak's unconscious apology that it was because he had lied too much to his lover.