Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 31's. Jetlagged?

Sandro woke up at two in the afternoon. The entire room is indeed darker because the blackout curtains that can dampen the sunlight in the large windows of his room has not been opened. The head immediately hurt, and when he was about to move felt dizzy so he chose to lie down. In a daze he looked around, his body still unable to orient to the place and time now.

Just past one very busy week of activity, then the thought of Dria was so dominant and depressing, making her unable to sleep properly in her break time in the country. His body cycle that changed due to the change of time zone as well as the feeling of fatigue because of this whole journey made his body unable to move properly now.

A bit of daylight that could penetrate through the gap of the curtain made Sandro then realize he was in his own room. Neurons in his brain immediately worked to gather the information he needed whether he was actually in his own room or he was dreaming. It was difficult to concentrate while his entire body felt stiff to move and an unsatisfied drowsiness.

Several times opening and closing her eyes made a full awareness come that it was true she was sleeping in her own room. Then his logic and reasoning were immediately connected to the situation, Sandro remembered a thing, yesterday in preparation for the trip home he had asked Timo to change the purpose of the trip to the city of S because of his longing for Dria.

The name of Dria immediately made Sandro rise, his body immediately forgot about the pain and tiredness and dizziness that had earlier whack. It is proven that love becomes a source of positive energy that instantly makes this body can bear its suffering, suddenly his muscles seemed to get strength so that Sandro half ran towards the door intending to find Timothy, and then he could find it, he needs an explanation from his secretary.

In front of his room, there was Age who was sitting faithfully waiting for the door of the room to open. Age immediately stood up from his seat and came towards the Young Master in front of the room door.

“Mana Timo?”

“Pak Timo was here but maybe now back to his room in the back house.. I was told to call if Mister is awake.. do I call now Mr?”.

“No need. Why doesn't he just move into one of the rooms here?"

Sandro went back into his room while grumbling followed by Age who was ready to carry out the task of cleaning up the largest room on this floor.

Sandro took his salary and he called Timo himself.

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“Timo... why are we here instead of S?”

“You're awake Sir? I'll be right to your room.”

“Timo!!! Answer tota..”

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Timo's already closing the call.

“Ah??? How dare he close my call?”

Sandro wanted to punch Timo in the face if his secretary appeared in front of him. But only three minutes later the door was open, Timo entered without knowing his previous actions had made the Young Master riled up, and the Young Master did not also raise his fist. Found the furious face of the Young Master who seemed to want to pounce on him Timo immediately spoke.

“You yourself changed our destination in the last moment Mr...”.

“Ahh??? When did I say it? I remember clearly telling you that time Timo, we went straight to S.”

The Young Master refuted in annoyance.

“Initially it was like that Sir, before you spoke to the Big Lord on the phone.”.

The not-so-thick but neatly lined eyebrow lines interlocked while digging into his own memories, and he did not recall the moment where he cancelled their trip to continue to the city of S. But how could he forget? It was the only desire in his heart now, seeing Dria again, it was so heavy to feel enjoying every second without Dria. His heart felt so empty.

What conversation with the papi made him cancel to S? Sandro hit his left temple with the bottom of his palm, as if that way his memory became normal again.

“Ya already... we leave now!”

“We go to S Timo! Why are you so slow to think and so stupid?”

Timo suddenly itchy on his scalp called stupid, wanted him to shout he passed summa cum laude both S1 and S2nya, but Timo only scratched the side of his head for a moment, Timo just scratched the side of his head for a moment, understand the stability of the Young Master who lately often comes out of his own package. Timo then took his salary to contact some people related to preparing the journey of the Young Master. Though jetlag because of this long journey has not been lost, but inevitably he must do the Young Master's orders.

While the Young Master stepped towards the bathroom while glancing at the big clock on one part of the wall of his room. Two o'clock ten minutes.

“It's two o'clock in the afternoon or two o'clock in the morning?”

Timo raised his two eyebrows, then looked towards the window whose curtain had been opened by Age, the light had entered completely and now the room was so brightly lit, is this Young Master no longer able to discern which day is dawn?

“Jetlag's influence is this severe? Is it because these few days do not see Non Dria anymore then the brain circuit Master so problematic? Who's stupid here?”

Timo grumbled in his heart. Timo did not have time to answer that the Young Master had disappeared into the bathroom.

Long Timo waited for the Young Master who had not yet come out of the bathroom until Timo finally knocked on the door.

“Master... You are not finished?”

There is no answer from within. Timo repeated his question after waiting for how many seconds. The third time he asked me if the bathroom door was open. Young Master appears using a white bathrobe, it looks better fresher even though the face is sweaty and tired and the sleepy face is still real there.

Timo came out of the locker room standing not far from the connecting door of the room and the room, standing waiting for the Young Master to finish wearing his clothes to ask about their trip, he said, how long they will be in town S. An invalidated question was asked when he saw the Young Master coming out of his dressing room wearing only a home outfit, a white sleeveless T-shirt and blue shorts, and Timo was closing his mouth to hear the words of the Young Master…

“Age... close the window again, turn on the air conditioner, I want to sleep, still sleepy..”.

As Timo felt grateful and wanted to cheer, the Young Master seemed to have forgotten what he had just said before entering the bathroom. And Timo's smile expanded as he watched the Young Master climb onto his bed and re-open the bedcover that had folded neatly before. From inside the gray bedcover was then heard a voice…

“My stomach is not good Timo, you call Doctor Magda, it feels like the whole body is not good..

“Good Sir..”.

Timo nodded and became understanding, the Young Master's physique must be very exhausted and was not feeling well so his mind was a little chaotic and not synchronized with reality. Timo issued his salary to call Doctor Magda, the personal doctor of the Dervish family. It turns out that the Young Master can also feel pain and fatigue even though he is very maintaining his fitness and health. Or maybe because the state of the heart is being disturbed so that the physical body becomes equally disturbed?

“Timo asks Dria to make me coffee, my head hurts... And ask her, why is her phone inactive?”

“What Sir?”

There's no answer. Young Master is exposed to what syndrome to be a selinglung it? Only once did he find Sandro's strange attitude as severe as this.

Shortly afterwards a soft snoring sound was heard from the bed. Timo gestured for Age to call him if needed. He was also sleepy and wanted to rest. Seeing the Young Master's howl it seems that the Young Master will fall asleep for a long time. Timo called some people first to cancel the trip to S, then last called Magda's doctor. With a calm heart Timo headed for his room, at least he would have enough time to rest until Magda's doctor came later in the afternoon.

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Short first yaaa, again byk task.

Healthy greetings... Don't forget the good response yes 🙂

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