SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Prenuptial Exam (1)

Shahdu got out of the car alone. Arga was waiting for him inside, as the girl requested. It was Arga who wanted to buy it. But Syahdu refused. He wanted to go down and buy himself, not bothering because Arga was wandering around without wearing a mask and hat. Of course it will trouble him later too.

Syahdu ordered two cups of coffee. He glanced around as he felt the people inside the coffee shop watching him.

'Even these people who see me or just my feelings?' His inner.

Syahdu heard a noise from next to him. He turned his head when he found two girls watching him with their babble. Syahdu smiled faintly at them, then immediately left after paying his order.

I heard Syahdu breathing after getting into the car. He handed Arga a cup of coffee.

"Why, baby?" Ask the guy.

"Eng. I'm rich here from now on."

"Who's same? A ghost?"

Syahdu clucked a glance at Arga. What ghosts. His inner.

"Uda. My feelings only time. Come, walk. Ntar mami wait again."

After sipping his coffee, Arga returned to run the car to Margaret's house. Because Julia asked Arga to take Syahdu there. Julia wants Syahdu to design her own wedding dress. Choose your own wedding organizer according to your taste.

"I didn't take you in, yeah. I have to fill out the show."

"Yes." Yeah." Syahdu took off his seatbelt and prepared to go down.

"Shahdu."

"Yes?"

"Kiss?" Arga pointed at his cheek.

Syahdu brought the face closer, wanted to kiss Arga's cheek. But the man turned his head and held the nape of Syahdu. Arga informed the lower lip of Syahdu until he was satisfied. And the Shahdapn't fight him. He let alone what Arga did.

"I'm getting home in the middle of the night, baby. You're not what, are you?" Said the man while rubbing the wet lips of Syahdu.

"Ga nothing."

"Sleep in my room, okay?"

Syahdu nodded, then got out of the car.

After seeing Syahdu enter the gate opened by the guard, Arga grabbed the phone on the dashboard. Ibra sent him a link where someone took a picture of Syahdu secretly in a coffee cafe.

Just reading the writing there made Arga smile widely. Especially with a good response from the supporters. That means, no problem in the future, hopefully, his mind.

Arga runs the car to where it was scheduled for him, while Ibra has been waiting for him since.

"Got long! You can't really appreciate my time." Omel Ibra just after Arga sat at the dressing table.

"My time is more valuable. No time for you, if I can make sure to meet you so that I can stay with my girl." Omel Arga turned back without looking because his face began to be polished by MUA.

Ibra clucked, then sat down on the sofa. "Lo saw the ballom, which I sent you?"

"Udah."

"That's because you posted her face, so it's all on tau. You are not free anymore, son."

"Good, deh. So that everyone knows she's my girl. As soon as I saw him in the boys waiting for me in the basement of the apartment." Gerrutu Arga recalled the incident some time ago.

"Well, reasonable dong, she's cute."

Arga no longer replied. He just kept quiet while waiting for his stylist to finish with his work.

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Arga opened the door of his room slowly. The lights had dimmed, but the silhouette of the body lying on the bed was still clearly visible.

The man dropped his bag on the floor, then crawled slowly on the bed, then laid down right next to Shahdu. He kissed the girl's forehead until Syahdu moved, then slumped back. Arga smiled, he stroked Syahdu's hair slowly but instead made the girl open her eyes slowly.

"Ga.." The heavy voice of Syahdu rang out, making Arga's heart thump. Again he kissed Syahdu's forehead and restrained it as if he did not want the girl to run away from him.

"Shahdu.."

"Don't stay with me, yeah." Arga lay his head on Syahdu's chest. His heart was sad, for he had heard the unpleasant news today.

"You. Don't pick another guy, yeah. I will try to be the best for you. Janju yeah, Syahdu, don't go again."

Slowly Syahdu opened his eyes. The question arises in his mind, what happened until Arga like this? But Syahdu kept the question. He closed his eyes again because he was very sleepy.

"I don't want to lose you again, Shahdu. I love you so much.."

"Love you too." replied Syahdu whispered and his eyes closed.

Arga looked up, he noticed the sleeping Shahdu again.

"You love, don't you, same me?"

"H'mm.." answered Syahdu accordingly.

Arga asked again with the same question and the shahdapun answered briefly. The man was not satisfied. He continued to urge Syahdu with a myriad of questions about his feelings until Syahdu was upset and opened his eyes.

"Do you want me to answer richly how do you want to be happy?"

Arga silent. He doesn't know either. It seems some time ago he made a mistake until now many men who worship Syahdu on social media.

"I just didn't want you to go rich again that day." she replied in a weak tone. Arga's sad face makes Syahdu no longer sleepy.

"I never got away from you, baby." Syahdu. He draped both his hands to the neck of Arga who was on it.

"I love and love you, Ga. That's why I agreed to marry you and stay with you. I can't afford to lose you either."

Syahdu pulled Arga over to his face, then kissed the man's lips. Syahdu could feel that Arga was just silent, not replying.

"Why?" Ask Syahdu when he does not feel the sensation as usual. "You got a problem?"

Arga removed Shahdu's hand on his neck, then sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Who did you meet today?" Ask the guy.

Syahdu felt that the air was starting to get sultry. He knows something's wrong at the moment. The girl sat behind Arga.

"Today I went to your mommy's boutique. I met a lot of his friends there. I was sure to dress for our wedding, only he said 2 more weeks we can try. Decor and others I have chosen. You asked me to choose all. Trus also-"

"I asked who did you meet today?" Sela Arga in the middle of Syahdu's explanation.

"I met your mommy, Ga.."

"Torck?"

"There's not. The man guy..." Syahdu paused his sentence after his memory managed to remember someone at the boutique earlier.

"Ah, there's one. Your daughter's mommy. He was there the usual way to me. You know where it came from? You jealous? He knows how I want to get married."

Seeing Arga motionless, Syahdu hugged him from behind.

"So that's what makes you gini rich?" Syahdu put his cheek on Arga's back. "We are acquaintances, but just doang. Because she was there, too, nganter mama. Don't be jealous, yeah. I never had any intentions let alone getting married. You know me, don't you, Ga?"

"Yes. But you don't need to take pictures of everything!"

Syahdu. The photo? As he remembered, he had no photos with anyone earlier.

"I don't know what photos there are. But it was taken without my knowledge." Syahdu tightened his embrace. "Ga. you have been horrified, he said every couple who wants to get married is always tested with various things. Maybe we're tested again. The important thing is you believe me, right?"

Arga knows Syahdu can't do that. He believed Syahdu, but not with the man.

Arga finally turned her back. He hugged Syahdu. "Sorry.." he said.

"I don't like you being close to any man. Moreover, she has a crush on you."

"I am yours completely." Syahdu's words reassured Arga in the midst of her blind jealousy.

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