Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Empathy

Bryan held back his smile as the girl standing before him looked clumsy. Bryan felt ordinary. Andin lowered his head.

"Sit down, it's okay. Since when do you know Chaca?" Bryan.

Andin sat himself down slowly beside Bryan. "I knew him when he first went to college, sir. Chaca is very kind and sincere, he never discriminates people from property or caste" Andin said, looking at Bryan's right arm.

"Yes, she's very beautiful and kind to everyone. That's why I love him," said Bryan to make Andin jerked.

Andin actually saw it while on campus. Bryan's gaze at Chaca said something different. But he tried to dodge it and now his ears heard the lecturer's own confession.

Andin does not want to interfere, he believes Chaca is able to handle it. Andin began to open the massage oil in his hand. Bryan's arm slowly fell, then he poured the liquid into Bryan's hand.

"Sir, permission to massage yes. Relax, I used to be taught by Mother. Sorting like this is a small thing," said Andin softly. Both of his hands were still holding Bryan's palm on his lap.

Bryan looked doubtful. He frowned looking at his hand, which was on top of Andin's thigh covered in thick jeans. Andin followed the tail of Bryan's eyes, the girl regained her senses and immediately released her hand.

"Eh, mmm .. sorry sir, I'm presumptuous," he said nervously feeling bad.

"Do it, I trust you" Bryan casually said.

Andin nodded, he did not dare to look into the eyes of Bryan's eagle. "Hold a little yes, sir," he said.

His lentic fingers began to massage gently, the nerves on the palm and back of the man's hand. Which, will be directly connected to the joints of his arms.

Bryan groaned in pain, he turned his face away. His screams were also held back. Andin did it well. He grimaced as if he felt pain.

"Andin," called Bryan as the pain began to fade.

"From Monday you will be my assistant" Bryan said without further ado.

"Haaa?" andin exclaimed in surprise, his hand movements halted.

Bryan straightened his seat. He turned his back on Andin, ashamed to show the face of his pain.

"Why-why me," asked Andin stammering.

"It's up to me. Some of you are smart," he said not to be denied.

"Mmm .. good, sir," he said, starting to scowl again.

Bryan enjoyed every touch of the girl. The longer it takes, the pain fades. Although not completely gone. But it feels better.

'Andin, it turns out that you are not only good at academics, but also frowned, ' Bryan's mind shook his head with a hidden smile.

"Sir, why are the bells? The massage is not good, is it?" ask Andin to make sure.

"Eh no, it's delicious. Thank you, it's been a little quiet" Bryan replied without looking at Andin.

Andin sighed in relief. Without feeling the night is getting late. The time is almost 12 p.m. They don't talk too much, just as necessary. Television is more dominant.

Andin is indeed a quiet girl, not interested in wanting to know other people's problems. He thought everyone had their privacy. Even so, he was a very caring person. Doesn't say much, but always devotes his attention through action.

Bryan's stomach tickled, struggling to be filled immediately. The sound of worms rebelling until it was heard in Andin's ears. It was enough to feel the event.

"Mother haven't eaten yet?" andin's question was answered only by Bryan's headband.

Andin rushed to the kitchen, this time without asking for permission as he too was hungry. Arriving in the kitchen, he did not find rice, the side dish was just a canned food that had just been purchased. So, Andin decided to boil instant noodles with eggs.

A few minutes later, he returned to the front with two bowls of noodles on a tray. Bryan saw it. Especially all this time, no one has ever served him.

"Woaah, thank you very much, Ndin. Definition really," exclaimed Bryan grabbed a bowl of noodles with green vegetables plus eggs.

"There's no rice, sir. So I made some noodles," he said, sitting next to Bryan.

In the midst of his busy eating, Bryan widened his eyes when he saw the clock that had shown at 12 pm more.

"Ndinm!" bryan patted Andin on the shoulder.

The girl choked, her face flushed. Bryan hurriedly picked up some water and immediately handed it over.

"Sorry Ndin, my God. I didn't mean to ngagetin" said Bryan rubbing Andin's back gently.

Andin caught his breath and shook his head. "It's okay, sir," he said, hoarsely pressing his chest still tight. His throat is still hot. He drank the water Bryan gave him. His eyes look glassy. But he still put on his smile.

"Udah .. It's okay, sir." Andin reflexes touching Bryan's hand. The man was very panicked, sweat splashing down his face. He continued to apologize for feeling guilty.

"It hurts a lot?" Bryan grimaced at the thought of it. Considering Andin's crappy noodles are so spicy.

Andin just smiled with her eyes still glazed over. "What did you say, sir?" tanyanya recalled Bryan calling her out loudly.

"Ohya, it's been 12 more nights. You weren't looking for your parents? They'll worry later" Bryan said.

Andin lowered his head. Her tears were shedding little by little. Sometimes he wipes it. The top of his nose is flushed.

"I'm alone, sir. My mother died 3 years ago. My parents divorced, they separated when I was 10" she said in a trembling tone.

Bryan was shocked to hear it. His instincts ushered his fingers to wipe away Andin's tears that were flowing more and more.

"Sorry." One word came from Bryan's lips. The man then pulled her into his warm embrace. Andin opened his voice slowly. He told Bryan his life story.

Andin was increasingly sobbing in the memory of his mother. Since her divorce, she has lived with her mother in Semarang. Because he took Andin home to his grandmother. His father did not care about them both.

However, his return brought new suffering to his mother. The grandmother was angry, disappointed at the separation. Almost a year of living, he was increasingly not at home because often cursed by Andin's grandmother.

Then, Mother Andin again took her to Malang. Start a new life, just the two of you. Close all their bitter stories. The mother worked hard as a seamstress. He was able to raise Andin until he entered high school.

Her mother died when she was in high school due to illness. From then on, Andin worked part-time to make ends meet. Now, it really is a kara.

Andin tightened his embrace. Bryan also shed tears hearing the sad story of his life. Bryan continued to rub the back of the girl who was still shaking. I hope his touch calms him down.

"I miss you so much, sir. I can't make her happy yet. All this time I only continue to trouble Mother," he said in the middle of his stuffing.

"Your prayers are happiness for Mother in heaven, be patient, yes" said Bryan trying to calm down.

Over time, Andin's voice disappeared. Bryan slightly distanced his body. It turns out the girl was asleep.

"Jeez, get to bed" Bryan murmured softly.

He lifted Andin's tiny body into his room. His arm had improved, although it was still a bit of pain. Just slightly. Bryan rubbed it down, gently rubbing the girl's head. He was concerned about what happened to him.

"You're a strong girl, behind your smile it turns out to be a deep wound." Bryan covered Andin, took a pillow and slept on the front sofa.

In the morning, Andin squirmed. He glared with the light that broke through the window. His eyes blinked, "Am I still dreaming?" his murmur patted both of his cheeks slowly.

Views surround. He was shocked and sat his body down quickly. A feeling of fear suddenly engulfed his heart.

"Where am I?" he mumbled slowly trying to remember last night.

Andin remembered loudly. His eyes widened when he got the piece last night.

"God! What am I doing!" his screams returned to the body and then pulled the blanket up to his head.

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It turns out that already a lot, Om Gandhinya next part aja ya😚🙏😄