SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Move Room

"If you're not strong, you can call me."

Syahdu raised his head, looking at Arga with his wet face.

"We're a temenan, are we?"

Arga chuckled to himself. "No. Especially when you are in trouble again. But actually it has become a cement. Bedroom, college, confiding, living, uh."

Syahdu laughed when he heard it. Arga can also joke.

"I don't want to be your life partner. I could have been picked up by Soraya's mother." Syahdu wiped away the tears he had managed to control.

"Berrantem dong, you guys. Adu jotos, who won my partner." Canda Arga's.

"Sorry, here. I am very sincere in thanking you to Soraya."

Arga laughing. He ruffled Syahdu's hair until she was upset, her hair was falling apart.

"But thank you, Ga. At first, I really didn't like you. But by the way, I know that sometimes something has to be sacrificed." Syahdu looked down again.

"When grandma dropped, I really didn't know what to do. I'm thinking macem-macem. If grandma doesn't exist, I..." Syahdu held his tent. Can't imagine it happening.

"Thankfully there is you. Very thanks.."

Arga now emboldened his hand to stroke Syahdu's hair, which was now crying again.

"It's important you walk what's ahead. Other problems don't you think about first."

Syahdu nodded and wiped his tears. He agreed with Arga. He must focus on what is ahead, no need to think about things that have not happened even though Syahdu already has his own plan about it.

"Lho, why Syahdu?" Julia looked panicked when she saw Syahdu crying near Arga. "Shahdu, are you next to Arga?"

Arga's forehead wrinkled. "Rig..."

"Diem you." Julia's touch to her son.

"That's okay, aunt. Suddenly remembered grandma." Say Syahdu while wiping away tears and trying to smile.

"Correct? Don't be afraid of Arga. There's mommy, really."

"Hehe. Yes, mi. There's really nothing." Answer Syahdu again.

"Tuh, right. The basic Syahdu is a crybaby. Aww!"

Julia's punch landed on Arga's shoulder.

"Yes already then. Mami's here just gonna send you down for a second. Someone wants oma talkin. Syahdu just rest in the room, nothing, right?"

"Yes, mi. Nothing, really."

"Mommy wait, Ga." Julia then went down to the first floor.

"Yes, I'm downstairs. Go to the room, gih. But don't lock the door."

"Why?"

"Like stuck. You can't come out, anymore." Arga replied as he passed carrying his guitar.

Arriving below, Arga approached the living room. There Julia and Margaret were waiting for him.

"What's up, oma." Arga sat opposite Margaret, while Julia was not far away.

Margaret sighed before speaking. He looked at Arga's face which still looked like his cherry mark.

"So, Soraya said that Syahdu had a girlfriend. Is true?"

Arga changed his face. Upset, he really disliked the girl named Soraya.

"Darling, do you really like a girl who has a boyfriend?" Julia asked the question because Arga didn't answer.

"Soraya said, Syahdu and his girlfriend have been seven years. He's investigating the girl. I said, is that true?"

Arga sighed. He was even more upset when he heard Soraya investigating Syahdu. What else does the girl know about Syahdu?

"Argha..."

Arga's reply made Julia and Margaret suddenly exhale weakly.

"So you like girls who have boyfriends? 7 Years anyway."

"Mi, Arga told me. Arga has no intention of getting married. Syahdu, especially Soraya. Arga's feelings are only like. Just it!"

"Ah, my goodness." Margaret rested her head on the back of the sofa. Every Arga says he won't get married, stressing him out. It was like seeing hope at the dinner table.

"Darling, come on! Papa wouldn't agree to this. Than you marry the same person you don't like, instead of better with Syahdu? Mami has helped you to marry the same person you like."

"This is the last time I tell you, Mom. Arga is not getting married!" Press it on Julia then Arga goes up to the second floor.

"Well.. What the hell is on that kid's mind!" Complain Julia.

"It's all because of you, Jul." Margarita Guided.

"Huh. How did Mom accuse me?"

"Because of your relationship with your husband, he did not want to get married. You think Arga is happy living with you? Do you know what made her move to Indonesia? Yes you! Parents who only have their own lives, pretend to be friendly in front of others, then demand the child to do this and that to satisfy your ambitions without listening to the complaints and desires of the child." Margaret stopped to take a breath. His eyes were staring at his own son.

"Listen yes, Julia. Arga made his choice. So instead, you want you to have another child to continue the descent of the mother. And of course your descendants too!"

"Lho, what am I?"

"Yes that. You are young, fresh. Go home and plan to have children with your husband. Tell him, if you don't want to have any more offspring, mama's treasure will be donated entirely to the social parlor!" Threaten Margaret then passed away. He knew Alex was very concerned about wealth. That's why he threatened not to give Arga or Julia any of his possessions so that she could think about what Margaret asked of him.

~

It's midnight. The light in the big house dimmed. People were sleeping except for the guards in front of the house. Feeling the moment was right, Arga walked out of the guest room and walked closer to the door of his room.

Slowly she turned the door handle, it turned out that Syahdu really did not lock her room. Arga chuckled because he managed to deceive Syahdu.

Arga actually had a hard time sleeping in another room. He felt uncomfortable in the guest room so he decided to move.

Arga room is not so dark because Syahdu opens a window directly facing the garden, so the garden lights give a little light into the room through the window gap.

Arga saw Syahdu. The girl was sleeping with her t-shirt that she had lent her earlier. Looks adorable with oversized t-shirts on his body.

Arga slowly climbed onto the bed. Syahdu slept by turning his back. So, she approached and hugged the girl from behind until she finally fell asleep.

Before long, Syahdu felt that something was coiling around his waist. He knew it was a hand, but whose? Didn't he sleep alone?

Syahdu turned around, then turned his back when the silhouette of Arga's face was very close to him.

"Huh. The arga! You're making..." Syahdu rounded his eyes as Arga covered Syahdu's mouth with his hand.

"Don't be noisy." Said the man with a heavy voice. Then take off his hand.

"Kok... here? How will it be found out?" Brushed Syahdu in a panicked tone.

"Ne shall." Replied Arga with eyes still closed.

"Oh yeah, I'm the one who moved into the guest room."

Syahdu was about to get up, but Arga's hand immediately made the girl again lying down.

Directly Arga wrapped Syahdu under him.

"Ga, what do you want.." Syahdu started to panic. Arga was already on it and the man's face was very close.

"Hunger.." said Arga, staring Syahdu like to prey.

"Well, do you want me to go?"

"Not that. But this." Arga pointed at Syahdu's chest, spontaneously the girl rounded her eyes.

"Huh?"

Arga just put his head in the shahdu shirt.

"Arga, jang-" Shahdu bit his lips, closed his eyes because now his body began to brim over what Arga was doing behind his clothes.

TB