SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Pamit Syahdu's

Tok.dok..

"Darling, open the door."

Julia sighed because Arga never opened the door for her who had brought her child food.

Two days Arga did not come down for breakfast. He just went out at night and came home at dawn. So it continues in these two days.

It got the attention of Julia and Margaret. It had occurred to Julia to stop the match, but she had no power against her husband, especially she also knew that the cooperation between her husband and the Soraya family had been held and carried out.

In three weeks Arga will be engaged. Soraya also often contact Julia to ask about decorations or dresses for her. She wanted Julia to give her advice considering the woman used to be a fashion designer. Until Julia herself was overwhelmed by it. It's just a fiancee, not a marriage.

"Darling, mommy downstairs if you need anything. Don't tell my mom, yeah." Julia raised her voice so Arga could hear it. There was no answer at all, Julia chose to go down.

"What is the benefit of story? Hh." Arga smiled obliquely. "Ga there is." Connect again. He knew there was nothing his mom or mom could do for him.

Arga lit the umpteenth cigarette, inhaled it and released its smoke out through the garden window. Cigarette butts had already piled up in his ashtray. Yesterday, he decided to stop. But what motivated his heart was no longer there.

Two days without seeing Syahdu, Arga seemed to lack oxygen. Every five minutes he would check his phone to see if Syahdu might send him a message, or maybe see the girl's story on social media. But there's nothing. Is she okay? Dumb question, surely he is fine because there are men who love him very much.

Complicated. Arga suddenly hates his own feelings. The first time he fell in love. Falling this deep in someone who has love for someone else. The love that Syahdu once said as his true love.

There's no way he could be with Syahdu. Arga realized that. All this time Syahdu only considered her as a friend as much as Arga to keep making the girl feel safe and comfortable.

All this time Arga seemed to not care about the status of the girl. But when yesterday he said he was getting married, that's where Arga knew that he had to step down. No more chances even as small as a pebble, he had already lost.

Somewhere else. The same thing was done by Shahdu. He sat in the living room. Syahdu never came out. He did not feel hungry because his heart was left two people at once at one time. Not dry Syahdu tears for Suriani, now he cried again because Wicak also left him.

Since then he has continued to look at the chat room with Wicak on his phone. The messages he had sent since yesterday were not read by the man. Syahdu wanted clarity, whether Wicak would accept it or not even though in his heart realized that Wicak had indeed left.

But still, Syahdu wanted to hear directly that Wicak gave up, that he chose to stay away because the wounds that Syahdu inflicted were very painful for him.

Syahdu grabbed the snare left behind, he put it on and walked out of the house. It was firmly round to find Wicak to his cost. He wanted to see the man, just think of it for the last time.

Arriving there, Syahdu went to the boarding yard. He saw Wicak's friend outside the main door, apparently preparing to leave.

"eeehs.. Shahdu. Find Wickers, will you?"

"Yes, brother."

"People are busy, anyway. It's not out. He must have been working on the script. You see, in two days he's a green table." Khairul to Syahdu.

"That's it, brother." Syahdu forgot that Wicak would finish his studies soon. But he instead adds to the burden of Wicak's mind, which hopefully doesn't affect his value later.

"If so, I'll go in, brother." Syahdu said goodbye and went inside the main door, while Khairul went with his motorbike.

Syahdu stared at the door of Wicak's room. There was no sound from inside. Strengthening his feelings, Syahdu knocked on the door.

He was silent, waiting for the voice from within but silent. Again, Syahdu knocked several times. He believes Wicak is inside because Khairul said so.

"Stay, Rul. Noisily, lo-" Wicak's hand was held back with the door slightly open. His eyes caught Syahdu standing with a disheveled face and puffy eyes. Suddenly Wicak closed the door again because it was not strong to face Syahdu.

However, the words of Syahdu still ring in his ears. Every second he imagined how capable Syahdu was to have body-to-body relations behind him.

"Sister." The sound of shahdu's cries from outside. The girl hiccups. His hands open the door handle.

"I'm sorry. I'm not here to force you to accept me. Hiks."

I could hear that slow voice. He did not intend to open the door for Syahdu.

"I know my mistake. I just want to see my sister for the last time. I'm ready if brother leaves me."

Wicak's eyes glazed over. Two days of not meeting actually made his heart miss. He hasn't decided anything either. Even pondering does not produce an answer. There he always, again and again, imagined how Syahdu could do that with other men.

"Sir, thank you so much for your time."

That raucous voice, Wicak never heard it.

"Thank you always stood in front of me, stood up for me, looked after me."

"I just want my sister to know. I have never enjoyed my days. L'm.. I'm kind of tied up and can't do anything." Syahdu. He held onto his chest which was tight and painful. There was no answer from inside. Syahdu knew, no matter how hard he tried, Wicak did not want it.

"Okay.." Syahdu touched the door as if touching Wicak's body. "May you find a sincere person in love with your sister."

Syahdu wiped away her tears that were incessantly coming out. So painfully. He never imagined he would finally say that to Wicak, the person he loved so much.

"May you meet a woman who will never betray you. I'm home, brother. Sorry to interrupt the time."

Meet another woman? Wick shook his head slowly. Never once did he think so. Since the beginning he found Syahdu, since then he wants to make Syahdu as his life companion.

There was no sound from the front. It seems that Syahdu is gone.

Wicak returned to bed, laying down to find answers.

However, thinking many times did not make him able to lose Syahdu. He could not deny that his feelings for Syahdu were out of line.

The only person he should blame is the man. From the beginning he must have used the slump of Syahdu to be able to enjoy his body in exchange for helping with hospital affairs. Supposedly, if he intended to help, there was no need to ask for the girl's body. He is the owner of the hospital, it is not difficult for him to lower the cost of Syahdu treatment or other kinds of things to help.

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"Relove. Are you sure you want to go to that place?" Khairul raised his voice so that Wicak could hear what he was asking.

"Yes. Why, anyway!" Ask Wicak from behind Khairul. Right now, they're heading towards Redsky. Based on the information Wicak got, if Arga's night is often there.

"It's not. Kan, you don't usually step on such a place."

"Gue got business!"

"What the fuck, anyway, until there everything. We're backlash, Cak. My feelings are not good. It's raining too!"

"orda. Lo gausa. Gass keep going so fast!"

Despite not knowing what Wicak will do, Khairul still drove his bike with a fast.

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Arga stared at the glass full of alcohol in front of him. Since then, he has only been dumb. His life is becoming more and more empty. Plus Soraya's parents kept contacting her for whatever, Arga didn't know because she was reluctant to pick her up.

"Three nights you gini continues. Why, anyway?" Ask Rio. Arga invited them to gather, but the man did nothing but sit, smoke, contemplate.

"Though. Model you anyway, won't understand." Connect Arvian who joined this time because Arga movers.

"Whoa. He also doesn't believe he can be upset."

"Ngapain anyway, upset. Mending you find a cute girl. Dating, deh." Another said, while Arvian shook his head.

"Gue's there jerking." Arga moved from his chair. His mind was too bad. Listening to the babbling of his friends even made him more dizzy.

Arga's out of the bar. He headed to the backyard and sat smoking there.

The night wind was cold. Arga breathed cigarette smoke up, seeing black clouds not only because of the night, but it seemed cloudy and it would rain.

There are no stars or moons. Arga smiled bitterly. He likened his life to a black night sky. Empty without any light. In his current position, there was nothing else he could do.

Someone came quickly to him. Arga turned his head and found Wicak walking with clenched hands. Without warning Wicak gave a blow to his face.

"Indeed you bastard!" Screaming loudly.

Arga fell to hold his painful jaw. He did not understand what made the Syahdu lover angry and beat him up.

Wicak came back closer and dealt another blow to Arga's face. The man returned.

"Rise lo, you son of a bitch! The cave will not forgive until you die though!!" His touch was hard with the hunting breath because of the emotion that was now at its peak.

TB

** The three are now in the same slump. Up here, what do you think? Who is most painful? **