
I don't know, it feels weird. There is a comfort that Faya feels when walking beside Prima. a sense of comfort that he has never felt before because 24 hours he continues to be beside Prima.
But this time it's different. There's a warm feeling running through Faya's veins. That warm feeling even made Faya shameless. He glanced at Prima who was walking with a charm that only recently appeared in Faya's eyes.
“Change your shirt. Abis is resting. No more need to spend time.” Prima's message as they split up in front of the apartment. Prima walks into her apartment and Faya also enters her apartment.
Faya went straight into the bathroom. His body was soaked and he had to take another bath. In between the baths, he remembered Prima's warm gaze, and instantly, Faya's heart even rippled shamelessly.
“Yeah, why me?” mumbled Faya to himself.
After the bath, Faya chose to sit while watching TV. Shortly thereafter, he fell asleep on the couch.
The itching in the nose made Faya wake up.
“Haih! Hachih!” Faya flu's. His nose started to get blocked and his head felt dizzy. His eyes were almost blown off as well.
Faya got up and walked over to look for the medicine in the medicine box. Unfortunately, the cure has run out. I want to go out and buy, but it's very late. And outside, it's still raining. Finally, Faya chose to move to sleep in the room until the morning came.
“Hachih!”
Faya's mornings begin with an endless sneeze. He only played in the rain for a moment. It's like the flu like this. His body was also heavy and his head was getting dizzy.
The knock on the door of her house made Faya inevitably forced to drag her feet to open the door. When the door opened, Prima was standing with her hands together.
“I want to go home first.” I don't know why Prima said such a farewell. And he never did that before. Usually, if he wants to go anywhere, go. In fact, not infrequently he just sent a message to Faya just to tell.
Prima's legs that were about to go stopped when she saw Faya's face that looked pale with sweat that poured out on her forehead. The girl's eyelids looked like I was staring at Prima.
“Why you?” tanya Prima who changed fashion worried.
“Nothing, Sir. Just a little jolly.” Answer Faya. In fact, he felt that his head was almost broken.
Prima nodded slightly with a look that could not be separated from Faya. Even as the girl slowly closed the door of her house, Prima was still standing in her place. Till,...
Bruk!!!
And prang!!!
There was a sound of something falling from inside Faya's house. And Prima who heard that immediately panicked and pressed the key button. He went in and found Faya lying by the door with a flower pot that had fallen and broken until the ground was scattered everywhere.
“Faya!” pekik Prima. he immediately approached Faya and carried her into the room. Put the girl on the bed and cover her.
Prima touched her hand on Faya's forehead which felt very hot. Then, he immediately called someone and told them to come.
20 Minutes later, a doctor familiar with Prima arrived and was immediately told to check on Faya. The man's doctor also placed an infusion on Faya's arm.
“Where?”
“Wait until the fever drops. If he wakes up, ask him to take this medicine. But tell him to eat first. I think he from yesterday has not eaten it.” Obviously the doctor.
Prima nodded carefully. “OK. Thanks, Romi.” His word.
“Yes, if so, I'll go back first. Jagain. If until the afternoon the fever does not go down, take it to the hospital.”
Prima nodded back. He led Dr. Romi to the front door. Then he went back to Faya's room. For some reason, seeing Faya lying weak like that made Prima's heart hurt. It's not the heart. Faya, who was usually cheerful and chatty to him, now had to lie weakly in her bed.
The man crouched down on the side of Faya's bed. He looked at the face of the girl who had filled his heart with a deep look. His hands were stretched out to slip Faya's hair behind his ears.
Suddenly, a hunk of guilt permeated his heart. He felt guilty for something he kept. That one is about Faya as well.
“Hemmmmh.” Prima took a deep breath and then exhaled it. Slowly, gently caress Faya's face with her hands. Really, Prima really does not want to cross the line between herself and Faya. Because he knows, if he crosses that limit, it will make Faya's position difficult.
Prima got up from her seat and walked into the kitchen. He made rice porridge for Faya by capitalizing on a tutorial from yutup. When he finished, he brought the porridge into Faya's room.
Prima put her hand back on Faya's forehead. The fever has decreased a little.
Gaining a ganguang, Faya slowly opened her eyes. Samar sees Prima standing next to him.
“Udah wake up?” ask Prima.
“Pak Prima is here?” ask Faya wonder. Because as he remembered, Prima had gone to his parents' house.
“Build first. Eat these. I made you porridge.” Prima took a bowl of porridge from the top of the nightstand and gave it to Faya.
“The father who made this?” kerling Faya can't believe it. I think he wants to laugh.
“You it if you are lazy to cook, you can eat from the outside. Not even eating at all.” Prima nagging. He gave a spoon to Faya.
Hearing Prima's nagging, Faya so remembered that since yesterday afternoon he had not eaten at all. His mind was too messed up to just remember eating.
Faya glanced at the infusion hose stuck in her arm. He had just opened his mouth to ask Prima further, but the man had already cut him off.
“Iya. I called Romi here to take care of you. Don't ask too many questions. Buruan. Let's heal. If not I cut your salary.”
Isha!
In fact, that is not what Prima wants to say.why even that sentence came out? Nor does he understand.
“Pak, I'm sick, sir. Not in zahin let the spit healed, even in timid-takutin.” Dengus Faya was upset. He began to spoon Prima's artificial porridge into the mouth.
Faya stopped chewing the porridge in her mouth. Makes Prima even more curious about what it's like. Is it not delicious? Why is Faya's expression like that?
“Tasty? If it is not good, do not eat. Let me pens it outside for a minute.” Said Prima who was already feeling inferior due to Faya's expression.
“Hehehehe. Nice really, Mr.”
Prima was relieved to hear it. Half unsure too. Because he didn't taste it.
“Truly delicious? Don't force it if it's not good.”
“Enak, Sir. Really. Yes, although still losing the same porridge Bang Idun. Hehehehe.”
“Ck. You are this.”
Faintly came Prima's smile on her dense lips.
patient gesssss.. don't misuh-misuh aja. inget, again fasting. hehehe.