Candra Kirana
Coffee Demit

Kiran jumped up to the limp Septi in front of her room. "Sep, Septi .. Why are you?"

Septi paused, pointing at his nose that was bleeding. "My head hurts a lot, Ran! I want to rest in my room, don't make this a task like this."

Seeing the blood dripping from Septi's nose, Kiran immediately took a tissue to wipe. "Let's help me to the room!"

Septi squeezed his nose, cleaning up the remaining blood that had not come out again. "It's your front room coffee I'll finish tomorrow, right?"

"There is no need to think about it, later I will be right," Kiran said as she sent Septi to her room.

"Nice me, Ran!" Septi stopped in front of his room feeling like he was about to vomit something.

"Can you go to the bathroom?" Kiran immediately ran to the bathroom to pick up the bucket because Septi did not answer. "It's vomiting here, squat down I'll massage your shoulder let it go. Get in the wind your time, Sep! Want me a kerokin?"

"Hoek, uek uek …." Septi began to vomit, expelling his entire stomach with a tormented expression.

Sweat as big as corn filled the forehead, flowing until it dripped past the chin. His head pain like being hit by a godam, all joints limp and muscles ache as if to spasm.

Kiran smears eucalyptus oil on Septi's neck to shoulder, "I'm kerokin abis gini, Sep! Wait for me to make hot tea first let your stomach be relieved!"

Kiran ran to the kitchen, as soon as possible cooking water and making tea. Septi's voice that continued to vomit until no one came out again was still heard.

Septi sat leaning against the door of the room when Kiran arrived with a glass of tea, "I why, Ran? Do you want to faint? Just fine!"

"Drink first, this I mix plain water really so that it can be drunk directly. What did you eat outside?"

"Coffee? I'm drinking pretty good, Sep! You got acid now?"

"That coffee didn't expire, Ran? The pain felt as soon as I finished drinking! Your coffee smells weird too .. Where do you get that hard coffee from? I think poison tastes!"

Kiran looked at Septi with a look of disbelief, the coffee he drank was not at all strange, delicious even. "You still sick?"

"I'm so wrapped around my stomach, it's like it's hot, cold!"

"I called Surya, I think you need to go to the clinic" Kiran said in a panic. In a hurry he took a cell phone, telling Surya to come immediately because Septi is getting worse.

Kiran took the ground coffee Candra gave her, sipping it for a while before returning to the increasingly limp Septi place. "Wait a minute, Sep! Surya's coming straight here again, he's not far!"

Septi nodded, his consciousness like it was being forcibly robbed by something. His eyes closed withstanding pain in the head and pain in the stomach. Upon opening his eyes, at a glance there was a white shadow lurch in front of him, and Septi lost consciousness.

Kiran grew increasingly panicked, her hands trembling as she patted Septi's cheeks. Tears began to melt with fear, "Sep, Septi …!"

Before long, the bell rang. Kiran ran open the door, greeted Surya and told him what Septi had just experienced. "Take Septi to the clinic, Sur! He's afraid he's poisoned!"

Without saying much, the two friends took Septi to a nearby clinic for treatment. Kiran still does not understand the condition of Septi who dropped just because of coffee.

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