SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Birthday present

Syahdu walked over with a big smile on his lips. Occasionally he glanced sideways, where Wicak walked while tightly grasping his hand.

Once the problem was resolved, the weight of the burden on the hearts of the two instantly disappeared. Their feelings feel airy let alone finally being able to accept each other's shortcomings. Of course, it makes Syahdu feel a little relieved even though there are worries.

"I'm not going anywhere, really." Tukas Wicak suddenly.

"Huh?" Syahdu looked confused.

"From that moment on. I won't say. Just calm down."

Syahdu chuckled and was ashamed. Because he was indeed satisfied to look at Wicak because it had been a few days not looking at him properly.

"I don't know, no. I had thought that this farewell would indeed happen and tried to prepare my heart for me to be strong when my brother had my successor."

Wicak just smiled a little staring ahead. He let Syahdu pour out his heart all this time.

"But brother, I'm really ready for that."

"Don't ngaco."

Syahdu. "Maybe it sounds cliche. But I don't have a problem if you can get more than me."

"Neither need to be discussed. I don't want to be with any other woman except Syahdu. Point, don't put on a comma." Speak firmly while staring at Syahdu. "Am I unclear??"

Syahdu close his lips, trying to hold a smile even though his eyeballs look sparkling happy to hear Wicak's words.

They walked again until they arrived at the bus stop. "Here is?"

Syahdu. He asks Wicak to just drive him to the stop. He'll ride a safer bus.

He took her to sit and wait for the bus to come. He also did not release Syahdu's hand from his grasp.

"Have you seen the bag?" Ask Wicak.

"Bag? My bag?"

Wicak.

"Yet. I haven't arranged anything since our return."

"Get home, quickly open the bag."

"What's wrong?" Ask Syahdu.

"Open up. You know yourself too."

Syahdu began to be curious and impatient to open the bag. Why didn't he open it, yeah. Though he should have guessed that, if Wicak often filled gifts in his bag.

The bus came, and Syahdu waved his hand. "Don't follow me. Brother go home there." Said Syahdu who knew that Wicak could suddenly follow him from behind.

"Yes. Let me know when it arrives. Careful, honey."

Syahdu nodded and got on the bus. He sat by the window, praying to the man until the bus left the stop.

Syahdu tried to hold back the smile that continued to be drawn on his face. It felt that the smile could not fade because it was too happy Syahdu.

Arriving at Arga's apartment, Syahdu immediately opened the door and ran small towards his bag that was still sitting under the nightstand.

Arga who was holding the guitar felt that there was something different from Syahdu. The girl had already smiled widely as she opened the door until she was busy herself unpacking the contents of her bag. He was obviously still crying this afternoon. Now what makes Syahdu smile while hugging the white paper? Like someone who is in love.

Syahdu could not help but laugh. Gifts and birthday wishes from Wicak are in his bag. The man must have secretly put that in the bag.

...Happy birthday, love. I don't know what to give you until I finally pick this ring. Hope you like it this time, baby. I love you♡...

Syahdu hugged the letter while continuing to smile. Wicak rarely called him a pity when he met. Speech like this for Syahdu is very valuable because Wicak calls it love. It really makes his heart want to explode so happy.

Shahdu opened the ring box. He gaped, finding two silver-colored couple rings from Wicak. Syahdu put the ring on and took a picture of it and sent it to Wicak.

Syahdu continued to stare at his ring-embedded finger, and of course got the attention of Arga. The man had been standing right next to him, but Syahdu did not even notice the surroundings.

"It's so sweet."

Syahdu turned his head, he smiled widely then stood up.

"Ga. Looky, deh. It turns out ka Wicak nyelipin gift in the bag. I don't know, it turns out he loves this ring. That's great, kaaan.." Syahdu exclaims. Dots of cheerfulness appeared on Syahdu's face. The cloudy few days disappeared and now leaves happiness.

"It turns out you said, really, Ga."

Arga frowned. "Gue's.. Said what?"

"You say, the feeling that is already above love can always accept any shortcoming, the important thing is that we are beside it. It turns out that rich lizard to me, Ga. I'm so fucking banging." Obviously Syahdu while hugging his ring-embedded finger.

Arga silently looked at the girl. He himself did not remember saying that to Syahdu. But good, if Syahdu is happy like that, he does not need to be in trouble anymore because he sees Syahdu crying continuously.

Arga glanced over the bed. He put down a big box of gifts for Syahdu earlier. But it seems that Syahdu did not realize there was a box of that size on the bed because the attention he gave was only for paper and small boxes given by Wicak. As much as his love, so that others he did not ignore.

"So, you're back?" Ask Arga to make sure.

Syahdu nodded quickly. "Yes. He doesn't want to split up. I don't want to split up either, anyway. Aahh.happy." Syahdu threw his body on the bed. Unintentionally his foot touched the pink banded black box.

"Eh, what is it?" Syahdu again sat down to find his feet nudging the big box.

Syahdu took the box and his eyes widened. "Ga, from whom?" He asked when he saw his name on top of the box.

"Grand."

"Huh?" Syahdu hastily opened the gift box and looked up at the contents.

"Gaa.. is this... for me??" Syahdu pulled out a black moka bag. The bag model is simple but looks classy. Syahdu can see the good material of the bag and must be very expensive.

"Yes. Your birthday gift." He answered again as he walked towards the sofa.

"Ga, seriously? It must be expensive, right?"

"Hm. Shucks." Answer again.

Syahdu got up from the bed and walked towards the direction where Arga was sitting.

"Ga, but I don't feel like I'm wearing this one."

"Pakes. I have bought it. Sore eyes I see that lo bag-it's mulu." Answer with a tone that comes back. Arga hugged his guitar and started strumming the guitar.

"But, Ga. how do I get back.."

"My year is next month. Reply there." He answered, he looked at the lyrics on paper.

"Heah. Where do I have this much money." Syahdu. He felt it was hard to repay what Arga gave him.

"Bales. Watch out if you don't use that bag." Threatened Arga then sang a song that he created. Syahdu still silently looked at the expensive bag in his hand. Instead of being happy, Syahdu actually looks depressed with the gift that Arga gave him. Sucks. His inner.

TRINGS

Syahdu opened his phone. Read the reply from Wicak.

'Same-sama. Tomorrow, take me the ring. Rest there. Love you so️'

Syahdu smiled back after reading Wicak's message. A few moments later his eyes were round.

When did he take this picture? Syahdu stroking photos on mobile phone screen. Wicak changed their profile picture. Very funny, her heart.

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