SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
Lied

TRINGS

I reached into the cell phone in my skirt pocket and read a message from the new number.

'8 O'clock nights should've been in my apartment.'

"Who?"

I saved the phone. "Friends on duty, brother. Let's go to the hospital."

We headed to the parking lot, though I was confused about what to do in the motor park. It turns out that Mr. Wicak brought a motor matic.

"Whose motor, brother?"

"Motor."

"Lho, you have a motor?" Ask again.

"Yes. Quick ride."

I went up and immediately wrapped my hands around her waist.

Plaque!

Brother Wicak hit my hand slowly which hugged him.

"Return!"

I chuckled and did not listen to her words. My hands were getting tight on his waist and I could see his smile from the rear view of the motorcycle.

Weird, huh? Though we've been together for 7 years, but our feelings are like a new person in love and sister Wicak who is cold and not much of a story, can always put themselves when with me.

Brother Wicak turned the front Spy towards me. Then he smiled at me from the mirror.

Motorpun walk out of the Mall building.

"Sir, why have you been taking an online taxi all this time? Didn't bring the bike yesterday?" I asked in a rather loud voice.

"Your father, it's hot."

I smiled and put my cheeks on his back. Ah, conveniently. All this time I could only hug and sister Wicak kissed me on my forehead. That too rarely. For others, we never did. Just kiss the lips never, let alone the others.

Again, I thought about myself not being a virgin. Does he still want to be with me? Would he accept me if he knew? Huff. I had to find an excuse to come out tonight.

"Sister, I've got a job." I said with doubt. I'm afraid he knows my lies.

"Work? Where's?" He occasionally glanced backwards through the rearview mirror.

"At. a cafe. I work part time like a sister."

"Which cafe?"

I kept quiet for a long time, because I didn't know the area.

"I don't know the name of the road. But not far. I'll start work tonight." Answer lies.

Wicak did not answer. His gaze focused on the front of the road until we arrived at the hospital.

I rested my cheek on his back, my most comfortable place. However I wish it was this back that struggled to support me. Then if he finds out that I sold myself, does he still want to accept me?

I was afraid to accept the fact that Brother Wicak chose to leave because he was disappointed in me. But I also have to accept the consequences of what I do. Maybe my thinking was very short, but I did everything to keep Grandma by my side.

I really hope Brother Wicak will accept me because I did it because of compulsion. Not because I like it. I'm sorry, brother. Again, I cried while tightening my arms. I could feel Brother Wicak glancing at me.

*

"Why did you move Grandma to the VIP room?" He asked as we walked down the hospital.

Yeah, I forgot about that. How do I explain it?

"Dear cost. Kan, it should be able to lighten you."

"That's a little different, brother. Hospital love lightening because grandma is old and needs a comfortable room." My answer is making up and Brother Wicak just nods.

Arriving at the room, Grandma was awake and watching television.

"Shahdu, are you home from college?" Grandma asked as I kissed the back of her palm.

"Udah, grandma. How's granny? Is anyone still sick?" Seriously many.

"No, just a bored grandma. I want to go home." His complaint.

"Can't, grandma. The condition of the grandmother is not possible. It's likely that grandma will be in the hospital long."

"Kok, then? How cost? That's money for your college tuition, not Grandma's hospital."

"Mr, Syahdu works and I work too. Grandma don't think about anything but Grandma's health, so Grandma can get out of here, huh?" Brother Wicak helped me explain to my grandmother who was again thinking about hospital costs.

"So you guys work because of grandma? Grandma is actually healed. The road can also. Can't you ask the doctor to let you go home tomorrow? Especially the room like this, look. There's a TV, a couch, AC. Expensive right, sure?"

I could see from the tail of my eyes, Brother Wicak looked at me seriously.

"Sir, actually this hospital has friends Syahdu. So, when Syahdu told me there was a grandmother in this hospital, he immediately said that this hospital belonged to his parents. So, he's loving us the same light."

"Correct? Great pal. Bring it here sometime, yeah. Grandma wants to meet and say thank you in person." Said the grandmother who was starting to look calmer.

I stared stiffly at Brother Wicak, how could I lie like that.

After Grandma ate and took medicine, she soon fell asleep. Brother Wicak pulled my hand out of the room.

I breathe heavily. I have no way of keeping Grandma calm.

"How else." I replied lethargic.

"What time do you work? Let me take you."

"Eh, don't you. I want to stop by my friend's house first. Gonna go out with you." My elak.

"Is that? Yes already. I'm home, yeah." Brother Wicak stroked my hair gently and stepped down the stairs.

I had to wait a few minutes until about sister Wicak out of the hospital, then I went to Arga's apartment.

Scroll clock, there's still an hour. I also took a shower in my grandmother's room, preparing for my illegitimate work.

...🍁...

I walked casually with my mask and hat in the hallway to Arga's apartment. Then my phone rings. Incoming messages from Arga.

'722712 the password.'

TRINGS! Message from Wicak.

'Welcome to work, Syahduku. Love you.'

I froze. How could you encourage me to do a job like this, brother. I walked again without replying to Mr. Wicak's message. The guilt still flows inside me. But I can't do anything anymore.

I pressed the password and went straight in. Arga's apartment is still tidy, it doesn't seem like he's inside. Then why did he ask me to come?

I don't know what to do, because I took a shower from the hospital. I took out the book I just bought. Reading a best seller romance novel that seems exciting.

Just reading a few sheets, the sound of the door opening made me look back. Arga came in with a black jacket and had a guitar on his back.

I stood up to greet him, but he didn't see me. He put down his guitar and went into the bathroom.

I shrugged the indifferent sign and continued my reading until I felt drowsiness controlling my eyes. I leaned my head until I didn't realize I was asleep.

I woke up when I heard a sound on the keyboard. I saw Arga sitting across from me. Many files were scattered on the table, his eyes staring at the laptop screen and continued typing something there.

"Wake up?" Ask without looking at me.

"Sorry, I overslept." I said a little scared.

"There." His eyes are leading me to bed. I understood right away.

It's not the first, but my trembling is still the same.

I saw him close the laptop and move towards the bed.

When I stood up in confusion, he immediately broke down, pulled the blanket and tilted.

Eh? Doesn't he want it? I'm happy, maybe he's tired and chose to sleep. Even though I was confused as to what he called me for then?

"Sleep. Tomorrow in the morning." Her speech.

I climbed on top of that very soft bed. Then he threw himself down, staring at the white ceiling.

I don't know why I feel different than usual. I was not relieved and free, now it was like a burden and my neck felt tied up.

I can't sleep. I saw Arga behind me, did he sleep? I don't know.

I rise to the kitchen. I think my throat is very dry. Let alone one bed with a person I don't know, it feels nano-nano.

Another story that it's Brother Wicak. What happens, if Brother Wicak and I sleep together? Without realizing it, I smiled as I held the empty glass.

I picked up the phone, then sent a message to Mr. Wicak.

'Udah sleeping?'

Very quickly, Brother Wicak immediately called me.

"So aren't you asleep?" My toot.

"Yet. Are you done with the job ?"

"May break. Am I interrupting?"

'No. I was doing my duty again. But rather saturated, thankfully be able to chat with you briefly.'

I laughed at his chatter. "I'm a lightening of the load, huh? Meet often. Hehee." I'm so glad Mr. Wicak needs me. "Sister, I love you, brother." I said suddenly, because I do feel that way.

"I love you too, Shahdu. Take care, yes. If it doesn't look like it is now, I'm really worried."

"Haha, what the hell, brother. I'm not a kid, you know!"

My smile suddenly faded as from behind, a hand flashed from my shoulder grabbing the glass on the shelf before me. I quickly looked back, apparently Arga. A few seconds our eyes met, very close.

Arga took a glass, filled the water and gulped it down.

"Sister, I have to get back to work. I'll call you back." I said and saved my phone.

"If it's me, you can't call another guy." Just cut it and go straight away.

I shut up for a while, then followed her walking towards the bed.