SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Counseling

Arga drove his car quietly. He has not told Syahdu that he will take the girl to one of his trusted psychologists. In his mind, Arga stringed up the word. How can Syahdu not be offended if he takes the girl to the place of soul consultation.

"It's not the way home, huh."

Arga stuttering. Several times he glanced at Syahdu who was watching the streets.

"Where are we going?" Ask the girl.

"Emm. to somewhere."

"Yes, where?"

Arga is still weighing. Should he just say it?

"Ga, what's wrong with you?"

"Honey, you.. There's something, isn't there?"

Syahdu seemed to think, then shook his head slowly. "Why? You're doing something?"

Arga finally pulled over his car in front of a psychologist. He sighed. Hopefully his words later will not offend Syahdu.

Syahdu noticed the place where Arga stopped his car.

"We.. Why are you here?" Ask Syahdu after reading the nameplate above a large shophouse.

Arga grabbed Syahdu's hand. He stared inside the girl, hoping that Syahdu would understand because this was for her good.

"Syahdu, I want to bring you here. I feel like you're still hunching all over here." Arga touching Syahdu's chest. The man's eyes could not be separated from his lover, as he prayed that Syahdu would obey him.

"I could have rasain that time you were at Wicak's tomb. It's 7 years, baby. But you're still crying over him." Arga continued again with a very soft tone.

"Arga, I cry not because I am still in love with Brother Wicak. I just feel.." Syahdu stopped his sentence. Her tears almost escaped.

"You see for yourself, if I've buried the photos and all the memories of me and ka Wicak yesterday in the village. I don't have any rich feelings for you.."

"Yes, I understand. I understand, honey." Arga held Syahdu in his arms. Dressing Syahdu's hair gently, he kissed the girl's temple warmly so that Syahdu felt comfortable and calm.

"I understand, Syahdu. That's why I brought you here, because I don't want you to still feel as guilty as you are now. I want you to be happy, we are happy. I also want you to be relieved and not miss anything that makes you depressed. So we go in, yeah. I promise I'll keep you inside. Hm?"

Syahdu let go of his embrace. He wiped away the tears that had already flooded his cheeks. For a moment he was stunned to hear Arga's words. It's true that he still holds guilt. No matter how he laughed, if he remembered Wicak, he would definitely go back to pondering over that bad past.

Syahdupun. He agreed because at that time his close friend Wicak had also advised him to come to the psychologist.

"Okay, we're out now, okay?" Arga helped Syahdu wipe away her tears. Once again, Arga kissed her forehead and got out of the car along with Syahdu. Fortunately, the place is not crowded, making them not have to close themselves too much.

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Arga twisting fingers. He sat in the waiting chair while Syahdu was still inside. The girl asked Arga to wait outside. But Arga looked worried.

After almost an hour of waiting, Syahdu finally came out of the room accompanied by a psychologist. Syahdu's eyes looked wet, while the woman who was the place of Syahdu counseling smiled warmly.

"Emm.. Is Syahdu okay?" Ask Arga curiously.

"Very good. But, Syahdu needs to come again for psychotherapy next week."

"Good." Syahdu nodded with his small smile.

"If so, we'll excuse yourself." Pamit Arga while embracing Syahdu out of the room.

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Arga observed Syahdu who was cutting onions. The girl held back from feeling uneasy when she noticed Arga's gaze on her.

Of course Syahdu realized that Arga was annoyed because Syahdu refused Arga's invitation to eat dinner outside. Though Arga wanted to order a fancy restaurant for him and Syahdu ate together quietly.

But Syahdu refused because he did not like the way Arga was considered waste by Syahdu. Moreover, they will get married, and Arga has also openly showed the contents of his wallet and account to Syahdu. Of course, that girl is now in charge of their financial affairs.

Syahdu to sigh. He stopped the cut and chose to sit next to Arga.

"You're still angry, aren't you?"

Arga did not answer. His eyes were straight ahead with his hands folded in his chest.

"We can have dinner at home, Ga. The restaurant cuisine is still inferior to your cuisine. The oath!" Two fingers shahdu shuffled in the air with sparkling eyes.

Arga was unable to speak anymore. Seeing Syahdu's face like that also makes him anxious.

"You said that on purpose so I could cook, right?"

Syahdu. "But really, really. Your cooking is a champion."

Syahdu stood up again to finish the process of slicing the onion, but it seems that Arga did not allow it. Syahdu was attracted and sat on Arga's lap. The man also locked Syahdu's waist so as not to be separated from his deck.

"Ga, let's dong, let's get it over with." Syahdu protest because he could not move from Arga.

"I'll ask you first, huh. When are you finished?" Arga's eyes narrowed as Syahdu seemed to pretend to think.

"Neither two days are rich."

Arga put his face on Syahdu's chest.

"liks. I see you never wear a bandage. If it's been calculated since you chat mens again, it's been 8 days, you know."

Syahdu cannot be evasive. Arga knew that first.

"I want to.."

"Huh?" Syahdu. Arga could have said that with his innocent face.

"Yes, please.." pinta Arga again.

"No. I'm going to cook." Syahdu soon descended from Arga's lap. He started slicing onions again.

"Shahdu, please.." Arga now whines behind him. The man put his chin on Syahdu's shoulder.

"What the hell, Ga."

Arga let out his breath violently. Since when was he rejected about that? Just piss him off.

"Aaaack! Argos!" Pekik Syahdu rebelled as Arga carried him by force.

"Arga! Get down!"

Bruk! Arga threw him on the bed. The man quickly shut the shahdu down and locked it under him.

"Arga, I smell onions!" Syahdu gave a reason for Arga to stop. After all, he had just been holding an onion.

But judging from Arga's hungry gaze, Syahdu's voice must have been inaudible to his ears.

Sure enough, Arga immediately informed Syahdu's lips. Although initially rebellious, Syahdu now enjoys it. He closed his eyes, then moaned as Arga's hand began to enter his shirt, touching a sensitive point that immediately made Syahdu float.

"Bright.."

Arga, easily stripped Syahdu clothes until somehow they were no longer wearing a thread on their bodies. That night, no longer silent because the village and the moaning of Syahdu make a different atmosphere in the heart of Arga. He made it as a sweet groan in his ear.

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Debt 2 more chapters. Have you read Something Between Us? The story is about a secretary who is enamored with the charm of his boss' wife🤗🤗

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