SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Determine Engagement

Syahdu cried for himself. Is it true the fact that she's a whore's son has been scattered? How will he face all this? Then who spread it?

Syahdu shook his head as Adina's name appeared in his mind. No, certainly not him. Although Syahdu was sure the only one who knew about it was Adina. Syahdu once told his story to the short-haired girl. But Syahdu was convinced that Adina could not spread it.

Syahdu raised his face as he recalled the Clouds. The men's threat, what does this mean?

Syahdu wiped his tears, then he stood up. His hand reached into the phone and tried to call Awan, but his number could not be reached.

Syahdu washed his face. It seems he has to meet the man. Is it true that the cloud spread the news about him on campus? Syahdu thought the Clouds were just angry, he did not expect the man to be that angry.

Shahdu out of the toilet. He passed by some people who still had a corridor. The look of those people led to him. Then whispered, Syahdu could not hear it.

"He's the son of a whore that people talk about?"

Shahdu could hear that.

"Yes. Recently tried to attract attention through singing on stage." Someone's mouth.

"He knows who his father is."

"Yes not."

"Cap chips, who's rich, that's his father." They laugh. Syahdu was almost at the end of the hall, but their voices were faintly heard.

Syahdu sat on the corridor bench. Now it is raining very hard. It was as if I understood what Syahdu was feeling.

His hands were shaking with his cell phone. What he feared happened. It was futile to move to the city, if now he was known by the same nickname.

Yesterday the men were still reprimanding him kindly when he was known for his shahdu voice. But after hearing this news, they now insulted him as if they were convinced by the news.

Don't they know that she regrets being born out of the womb of a prostitute? Then who did he blame? He could not choose who his mother was.

Syahdu crying. Both of his hands clenched above his thighs. He's ducking a hiccup. Suddenly, Arga's name crossed his mind. He sent her a message, he wanted the man to take her away.

Syahdu looked down when someone passed by. He could hear the ramblings of those people.

"Eh, that's it, right, that's.."

"Yes. Kasian, yes."

Syahdu wiped away her tears as people passed by. Then he saw his phone vibrating. Arga, he's calling.

'Shew?'

The girl was still holding her phone. The tightness in his chest made him so fragile and felt like he wanted to disappear from this earth.

'Hello, Syahdu.'

"Arga." Syahdu's voice was raucous and almost inaudible. He was speechless, how did he tell Arga to pick him up?

'Syahdu, what's wrong? Why?' There was panic from across, Syahdu could feel that.

"Argha.. I-I. they. how do they know I'm a son of a whore.." Syahdu sobbed until his shoulders were shaken.

"Arga. I. I. want to go home." he said again.

'Tell you where, I'm there now.' Arga's voice opened the door.

"Class.I.kiks..in front of class."

'Gue get there now. Lo calm down there, I'm on the way. Okay?' okay?' A noisy voice rang out, Arga seemed to be running fast.

Syahdu bends the knees. Heavy rain does not make Syahdu feel cold. He doesn't think about that anymore. What he thought about was his fate in this city, with the views of people who had changed and insulted him. Syahdu.

A few minutes later, he felt that the slump was going to fade when he felt a warm embrace on his body.

"Shahdu." Wicak held it tightly, increasingly making Syahdu cry. In the recess of the man's neck, Syahdu spilled all his shackles. Wicak, the man who was always there when he was like this.

Wicak didn't say anything. He just hugged and calmed Syahdu. The man felt hurt. His heart was also grieved to see Syahdu at this time.

In the other corner, someone stood with a drop of water from his clothes that were soaked. He ignored the bone-chilling cold in order to pick up the woman he liked. But he can't do anything. Arga just silently stared at how Syahdu was crying. The woman was hugged by her lover.

It's not too late, Arga's not late. Only, his position was unlucky. Not as lucky as the man who now holds Syahdu tightly.

His phone shook, without seeing the caller, Arga picked it up.

'Honey, where are you? We have to go to the Soraya family dinner. You must prepare, mama wait at home.'

Arga turned off his phone. Before leaving, he wanted to make sure Syahdu had the right place. Yes, without making sure, Syahdu has been with a lover who surely needs more than him.

Arga walk gontai. He leaves the girl with his girlfriend, though Arga is eager to hold her, look after her, and calm her in his arms.

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Arga has no intention of speaking. Since then he just mutely stared at the order of the wet city. His mind was filled with shahdu. How is the woman now, what is she doing, whether she has stopped crying, or is getting sadder. I don't know, Arga couldn't guess when he remembered how Syahdu had fallen.

In the back, Julia and Margareth were engrossed in telling stories. Arga was sitting next to the driver who was now going to take them to Soraya's house.

Even when he arrived, Arga was still in the car. He had no intention of going down if it wasn't for Julia's babble.

"Hello, finally meet ya, Jeng." When Julia came back, they hugged each other as if they were old friends. They had only met for the first time. All this time just exchanging greetings.

"Mother Margaret, how are you." Greet the woman again, Soraya's mother.

"Good." Margaret answered with a smile. He's been investigating this family and the results are clean. That's why Margaret would agree that Arga would marry Soraya.

"Well.." Now his eyes were fixed on the cold-faced Arga. "This.. The arga?"

"Yes, Jeng. This is Arga Alexander, our son."

"Geez, the handsome. Pantes aja our girl crazy, until the photos stick a lot in her room. It turns out that the real thing is better-looking."

"Well, that's real? Soraya's up to her." Julia said with a small laugh.

"Said she's had a crush from childhood. Uh, yeah, let's talk inside, Jeng. Come on, come in." Soraya's mother invited her guests in and they immediately sat at a long dining table.

On top of that, there are a variety of menus and fruits. Arga sits next to Margaret and Julia.

"Bi, get Soraya, yeah." Pinta Sasmita on his servant.

Before long, Sutomo Adiguna, Soraya's father came down from the second floor.

"Good night, welcome to our home." Welcome Sutomo, he looks neat in his gray suit.

Tomo's eyes immediately pointed at the man in a black suit.

"Arga Alexander, we're finally meeting." Tomo laughed wilfully, greeting Arga who forced himself to smile.

"Arga is busy, ordinary, young man." Margaret Sahut.

"The productive young man. He can manage his hospital. At least that's what I heard from Alex." He then sat on the bench, smiling at his guests.

Soraya came down, she looked very charming with a dress that adjusts her body shape. He was not far from Arga.

"Well, that's pretty.." Praise Julia sincerely.

"Thank you, aunt." Soraya was embarrassed. He glanced at Arga, the man looked unconcerned.

"How about we discuss the core of our meeting first." Sasmita nudged her husband's leg under the table. He does not want to waste the opportunity for his children.

"Oh, yes, right. About our son's engagement." Tomo continued quickly when he realized the code from his wife.

Arga's forehead suddenly shriveled. Though he said he wanted to discuss the cooperation project that Tomo did to the father, why the engagement?

"I am so honored, with the arrival of Mother Margaret and the rest of the family." Sasmita clasped his son's hand, smiling broadly as he realized that what he had dreamed of had finally come true.

"I've actually set the time, what do you think of Mom?" Sasmita asked Margaret again.

"If I am, it's up to Julia and Arga." He glanced at Arga.

"Well, yeah, yeah."

"We're giving it back to Mr. Tomo's family." Julia again.

"How about next month." Sasmita.

"Ti-" Arga's words came to a halt as Julia's hand clasped her hand tightly under the table.

Julia smiled as if nothing had happened.

"Mi, what the fuck is this." Bisik Arga's.

"Your dad is headed here." Julia whispered back and certainly made Arga's eyes round. Is the papa here? Indonesia's?

"You didn't tell me!" Arga's voice was stifled, he was annoyed at his mother for not telling him about this.

Julia no longer replied. Now he changed his face, smiling forward.

"It's good, Alex would agree if this engagement was done as soon as possible." Tomo was proud. So did Soraya, she looked very happy.

Another thing with Arga. His eyes stared at the phone long enough, until he finally stood up.

"Hey, what's up, baby." Ask Julia.

"I've to go, mom." Arga moved, he ran out.

"Alexander!" Call Julia, but Arga keeps running out.

"Well.sorry, it looks like.he's." Julia told the owner. He felt ashamed and did not know what to say.

Outside, Arga was silent for a while when he found his father standing outside. But the man ignored his real father and got into the car leaving Soraya's mansion.

**Hello, I'm sorry for the broken english viz**