SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
The Change of Attitude

The day passed so quickly. Without feeling the wedding preparations are almost finished. Syahdu and Julia meet more often to determine all the design and decoration of the wedding. While Arga was busy filling out the event and only agreed on everything that Syahdu chose for him.

The wedding plans of the two are still in tight storage. The event is likely to be held closed according to Syahdu's wishes. Although there is a small debate because Arga and his family want a big and lively party. Their sign was very welcoming of the presence of Shahdu in their midst. But Syahdu did not want to give an answer related to that.

Syahdu's phone vibrates. He took it on the table.

"Hello, Ga."

'Baby, what do you want? I'm on my way home.'

"Hmm. I want fried rice."

'OK, I'll find you the most delicious fried rice, huh?'

"But I want you to cook."

'Just buy it, baby. Yea? Later I buy satein same avocado float as well.' Persuade Arga across. He just came home from work, of course he wanted to immediately rest when he arrived at the apartment.

"Aaaah, I want you to cook. I've been waiting for you to come home so I can cook me some plain rich fried rice." Rengek Syahdu's. He slumped off the couch upset by Arga's reply.

'Yes. yes. Yauda I'm masakin. That means nothing, huh? That's when I close first. Bye, baby.'s.'

The connection was cut off, Syahdu smiled widely. He stood in front of the glass cabinet while tidying his hair and clothes. He wants to look beautiful in front of Arga later.

It did not take long, the sound of the door was heard making Syahdu immediately run towards the door. The embrace of Arga who initially looked lethargic, immediately stood up straight to welcome the embrace of Syahdu.

Syahdu is not usually like this. But Arga likes the attitude of Syahdu now.

"You smell so good." Syahdu's mouthful sniffed Arga's neck.

"Figure what, baby. I just got on a gig, it must be sweat." Arga took off his hat and mask. He had difficulty walking because Syahdu continued to stick.

"But I like it. It smells good. You don't take a shower, yeah."

"Huh? That's not it, too, dear. Can gatel-gatel my body."

Syahdu immediately scowled and released his arm from Arga.

"You are. He said he wanted to follow all my requests. But I'm asking you who don't use capital just you don't want to."

Arga frowned. What's been going on with Syahdu lately? I don't know. He immediately looked for a way to divert Syahdu.

"You want me to tell you something, don't you?" Arga took something out of his bag. Then leave it to Syahdu.

"What's this?"

"That's your file. I enrolled you in our university first. So next month you're starting college."

"Huh? Seriously???" Syahdu. Though this has been discussed for a long time, and Arga actually granted it.

"Seriously, baby. Time I was joking. I do, I promise." he said while wiping Syahdu's head. "One-on-one I'll kabulin your request. Wait for the others, yeah.."

Syahdu hugged Arga. Making the man smile let alone Syahdu forgetting his strange desire for a moment.

"You wait here, yeah. I want to prepare the ingredients for cooking fried rice." Arga took off his jacket. Syahdu also sat on the sofa while opening the file that Arga gave him.

Arga rushed into the bathroom to clean up before Syahdu realized it.

Arga came out of the bathroom after a while. She was busy rubbing the towel into her still wet hair. There was no sound there, he saw Syahdu had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Arga approaching. He sat on the sofa looking at the face of the beloved whom he loved.

Syahdu larasati, she soft elus cheeks the girl. Syahdu was a little weird. Yesterday he also asked Arga not to take a bath, but usually he would be angry if Arga delayed his bath. Then now, on the grounds of a good smell, Syahdu forbid him to take a bath and prefer to sleep with the condition of Arga that smells of sweat.

This girl also wouldn't eat if it wasn't Arga who cooked. Every night Arga takes her out to eat, or asks her what she wants. But Syahdu refused because he only wanted to eat what Arga cooked for him.

"You're so spoiled." Arga Mumbles. For a long time he looked at the face of Shahdu whom he loved so deeply.

If remembered again, he used to often ask how the end of his story with Syahdu. He was very curious about the fate of Syahdu when after the contract ended with him. Since the beginning of the contract was signed Syahdu, he thought Syahdu would like it. Because there are so many girls who fall in love. But he was wrong, precisely the love between Syahdu and his lover was so strong that Syahdu wanted to run away from him in order to be with Wicak.

Then he was stuck with his own contract, where he always wanted to be with Syahdu and wanted to have him.

Arga smiled remembering everything they had gone through. Fortunately, he could now have full Syahdu.

Arga then lifted the body of Syahdu who was still asleep for him to move on the bed, then enveloped the body of the girl. Not to forget he kissed Syahdu forehead as a good-night greeting, while he also laid his body next to Syahdu. Today felt pretty heavy. Fortunately tomorrow he has a little free time to just walk with Syahdu.

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In the morning, Arga was busy in the kitchen. Last night he did not have time to cook Syahdu favorite fried rice because the girl had already fallen asleep. I don't know, that girl is so good. It is usually easy to wake up if you hear any sounds or movements. But now it's not. The girl slept very well, until lifted from the sofa he did not wake up too.

A circular arm around Arga's waist. Warm strokes felt around his back. Arga knows it's Syahdu. The girl hugged him from behind.

"Morning, baby." Sapa Arga while continuing to stir the rice.

There's no answer. Syahdu closed his eyes by continuing to tighten his embrace.

"I'm cooking fried rice for you. Last night you fell asleep again."

Arga turned around, peeping Syahdu's forehead.

"Sit, gih. Let me prepare your breakfast."

Syahdu pulled out a chair and sat down with his pillow face.

Arga put a plate of rice and warm orange juice. He sat down next to Syahdu.

"Suapin.." said the girl spoiled. Makes Arga powerless to hold a smile. He took a spoon and began to feed it to Syahdu.

Slowly the girl chewed. Then chugging the warm orange.

"Why? Ga delicious?"

Syahdu shut his mouth. It felt like something was spinning in his stomach.

"Shew?"

"Mhmmpp.." Syahdu hurried to the sink and vomited food that he just swallowed.

"Baby, what's wrong with you, baby?"

Syahdu did not answer. He tried to pull out what was stuck in his stomach.

"We're going to the doctor, okay? I'm ready first."

"Gaa.."

The weak voice of Syahdu made Arga come back and embrace the girl who spread her arms.

"I'm nothin. I just catch a cold. I want to keep you close." Syahdu closed his eyes again, seeking warmth in the chest of the Arga field. But a few seconds later, he again felt nauseous until Syahdu squatted holding his stomach.

Arga quickly lifted Syahdu up to the bed and laid him there.

"We're going to the hospital now." Tukas Arga's.

"That is necessary, Ga. My stomach is cramping richly ordinary. It's in time, anyway." Said the woman curled up on the bed.

"Yes, if that's what you're resting for, yeah." Arga enveloped Syahdu, then kissed the girl's forehead.

He stayed away from Syahdu for a moment to call someone.

"Where?" Ask Arga to the man across the street. Silence for a few seconds until Arga sculpted.

"Seriously lo?"

Silent again, Arga listened to the person across the street talking as he stared at Syahdu occasionally from his place.

"Okay, I'm at your place again, huh. I can't guess what you doang. I'm in there in half an hour." Tukas Arga then disconnected his phone. He looked at Syahdu from where he stood while praying expectantly in his heart.

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