SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Sop for Syahdu

"Darling, can you come here for a second?" Julia from the front.

"Can't, Mi. Arga's got important business!" He shouted while running down the stairs.

"Alexander!"

Arga stopped in the middle of the stairs. He was silent there after hearing the loud cry of the mother.

"Say I want to nemenin mami!"

Arga sighed, then turned to face Julia who was already standing at the top of the stairs.

"I have important things to do, Mom."

"What's more important than my mom??"

Arga threw out a face. She wants to leave, but her mom will be angry. While Arga knows, Julia just wants to bring Soraya closer to him.

Arga let out his breath slowly. "Mi, the girl that Arga likes is sick again. Arga wants to look at him and please, don't Arga's friends anymore."

Arga continued his steps down the stairs quickly while wearing a jeket. He ran out of the house.

Along the way Arga was not calm. He knew very well the condition of Syahdu since noon was not good. Moreover, the pressure he gave the girl because of her suspicions about the pregnancy. Sure Syahdu is depressed and stressed thinking about it.

Arriving at the hospital, Arga moved quickly to where he had already memorized his location. The top floor where the vvip room is located.

Arga hesitated when he was at the door. He was worried that there was a man there. He peeked slightly from the crack of the door, and found that the room was filled only by Syahdu and the sleeping grandmother.

Arga entered and locked the door from the inside. He did not want to be bothered by anyone, including doctors or nurses.

Shahdu on the bed. He's fast asleep. Yes, the girl can indeed be counted hours of sleep, a day at least two hours. Not to mention his stomach that could not accept food, making him instantly faint.

Arga pulls up a chair. He sat next to the girl. Slowly he lifted up the palm of Syahdu and wove the fingers of Syahdu into his fingers. He held it tightly as if he did not want to escape. There was guilt in his heart. If only he had forced Syahdu to eat and take medicine first, this would not have happened.

"Shahdu.."

There's no answer. The girl is really asleep.

He saw the face of Syahdu. His eyebrows slightly clutched, like worrying about something, even though he was sleeping.

Arga clasped Syahdu's hand with both hands. He lowered his head, closed his eyes as he placed their hands on his forehead, like he was praying.

"Please, heal him. Restore cheerfulness.."

Arga, somehow sad to see Syahdu fell ill like this to control his heart.

Syahdu's finger moved, making Arga instantly open his eyes.

"Shahdu.."

"Hm.." The girl's eyes were half open.

"You're better? Is anyone sick?"

There's no answer. Syahdu's eyes look sweet. He must be too exhausted.

"Still sleepy? Sleep again, I'll take care of it here." Arga stroked softly Syahdu's forehead, until he fell asleep again.

Arga kissed Syahdu's forehead long enough, he gently stroked his hair, so that his sleep was sound and comfortable.

~

Arga woke up early. Even the sun had not yet risen, he had already headed to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, taking out some groceries to be executed by it.

"Sir, why the kitchen?" A panicked male chef sees Arga wearing an apron then grabs a knife. He started peeling the potato skin shrewdly and quickly.

"Sir, I'll make you what you want."

"That's necessary. I want to cook myself." Quickly answer. "There's ginger, galangal?"

"She, sir." The chef immediately let out what Arga asked for.

"Please meat in the freezer outin, cut into small pieces." Declared again.

"Ready, sir." The chef immediately did what Arga asked.

The busyness in the kitchen made Arga smile to herself. He wanted to make Syahdu beef soup to add to the girl's energy. He knew very well the food in the hospital was not tasty and definitely made Syahdu even more tasteless.

After this, Arga will deliver it early in the morning so that the girl can quickly enjoy her breakfast.

When she finished, Arga headed to her room to prepare. He had already prepared two levels of large-sized stockboxes. He filled it with rice and of course his homemade soup.

The chef in the kitchen shook his head after tasting the dishes that Arga made. He did not expect the granddaughter of this hostess turned out to be a cook. Until a gardener who had wanted to take a hoe in the warehouse turned to the kitchen.

"What cooking, Bud? It smells good."

"Beat soup. Fragrant, huh?" The answer.

"Ho'oh's. Laper I will."

"I'm not cooking."

"Huh, so who?"

"Mr Arga."

~

"What are you cooking? Tumben's as big as my room." Margaret shifted the chair, then sat down at the dining table. He circulated his gaze to the table that was already filled with various cuisines.

"Anu, mistress. Mr. Arga was cooking in the kitchen."

Margaret immediately frowned. "Tumbens. I usually don't want to eat in the kitchen here. What's he cooking?"

"Sop beef, Madam."

"What's up, ma?" Julia just arrived. He sat down in front of Margaret.

"This, Budi said, Arga cooks soup." Margaret poured the soup into the bowl.

"Oohs. Maybe because her favorite girl is sick again." Julia said she poured soup into her bowl.

"Huh? Syahdu's sick?" Margaret was silent for a moment. Yesterday it seems like Arga said that Syahdu is not feeling well anymore.

"Lho, do you know the woman Xander likes?"

"Mama, never told a story. If Arga brings a woman here. Yes it is, his son. Name Syahdu. Judging from his stature, his son is kind and polite." Margaret began to spoon her soup into her mouth. Once it felt steady, he continued to chew it.

"Ooh, that one." Julia answered briefly, start eating her food. "Where's xander? Please call me, sir." Tell Julia to the Chef who still stands behind Margaret.

"It's gone, madam." Answer Budi.

"Ke?"

"Lacking to know, madam. How dare I ask."

"Morning cooking soup, he must have gone to Syahdu's house." Tuke Margaret still faithfully spooned the gravy into her mouth.

"Aah. The boy again fell in love apparently, until cooking like this." Julia mangosteen.

"Eat him, let him make his own choice. Still mending the boy can fall in love. If not..." Margaret could not continue her words.

"Let him realize for himself, if his principle will not be able to stand if he has dealt with the heart." Margarita again.

Julia giggles. "Yes, yes, ma. If I do, it's up to Xander. Just so she's happy." He replied with a full smile on his lips, when he knew the stubborn child and the head had already found the patch of his heart.

~

Syahdu. He blinked to remove the blur in his sight. For a moment he immediately felt his body better, but his head still felt heavy.

"Bak Syahdu, are you awake? How am I, okay?" Sapa sister Dewi who is checking the condition of grandmother who is still asleep.

Syahdu tried to sit, then assisted by the sister Dewi to arrange the position of the head of the gurney so that Syahdu more comfortable.

"Mirror, sus." The answer.

"Eat first, ma'am. Here, the soup is very good."

Syahdu glanced at the two levels of food supply boxes above the nightstand.

"Who from, sus?"

"No idea, ma'am. Suddenly it's here. Can I help you open it?"

Syahdu weighed for a moment. Indeed, the soup was fragrant until it pierced the nose. To make Syahdu hungry, especially since yesterday he has not eaten.

"By, deh, sus."

"Just a minute, ma'am." Sister Dewi directly prepared the cutlery for Syahdu.

"Sus, is that the soup really for me? How do you know who sent it?" Tanya Syahdu was suspicious. Don't get the wrong address, he thought.

"Yes, ma'am. When I came in, the supply was there. An hour before there wasn't, huh."

Sister Dewi gave a bowl of rice along with her soup.

"Sus, there's still a lot, right? Eat together, yuk."

"What is it, mbak?" The eyes of the Goddess sisters glowed. Since then the smell of beef soup has been snatching his nose.

"Yes. Just eat it."

"Well, thank you, ma'am." Say Sister Dewi and immediately take the portion.

Syahdu starts spooning the soup into the mouth. He was silent for a moment as one name flashed through his mind.

Arga, this is obviously Arga cuisine. Then, a glimpse of Syahdu's memory of last night appeared. When Arga braided his fingers, then stroked his head until he could not remember what happened.

'Arga, it turns out he came here and made me some soup?' Inner Syahdu continues to wonder, even though he actually already knows the answer.

(Arga was frustrated waiting for a chat from Syahdu, waiting for the girl to send a message just say thank you to the soup^^ Arga be like: Syahdu really long wake up!!)

TB

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