Selfish
Selfish 83

Zian blinked his eyes, the light rays were dazzling, Zian hurriedly got up and looked around. The place now felt familiar but this was not his room. Zian tried to process his memories even though his life was still half-finished.

The open door features Rangga with a bowl and drinking water in his hand. Zian frowned confused while Rangga looked at Zian cynically.

"Just wake up?" Rangga sat beside Zian, sticking the back of his hand on the forehead of his best friend, Zian who was still not fully aware secretly with the treatment of Rangga.

"Okay, the heat's coming down. You still drunk?" asked Rangga again, Zian himself immediately shook his head but his head still hurt.

"Good, eat! He said this soup bean sprouts can eliminate the influence," Rangga thrust a bowl filled with soup bean sprouts of his own homemade nyontek tutor results from youtube. Zian did not immediately take, he stared at the soup without wanting to touch it.

Decakan upset Rangga catapulted, spooning the soup then gave it to Zian. Without long, Zian accepted the bribe without protest. Three feedings, four times, five feedings there is no dialogue between them.

"We're like a couple, aren't we?" Suddenly Zian blurted out a sentence that made Rangga goosebumps half-empty.

"Now a dog, I'm still normal huh," protested Rangga, almost the spoon in his hand floated into Zian's face.

"Switch the devil, I'm just talking facts. Both in the room, you bribe me like this the effect is very friendly for a couple," explained Zian who is increasingly becoming. It seemed like the effect of the drink earlier this morning had already affected his mind.

"Don't let me spill this soup on your face ya, ngadi-ngadi lo indeed. It looks very if you lack affection," ketus Rangga.

"Lo didn't take my virginity as long as I was drunk?" zian asked full of probes while covering his body with both hands, like a woman who did not want to be seen curves.

"Amit-amit dog, mending me virgin goat neighbor rather than lo," Rangga put rough bowl of soup on the table because annoyed Zian always talk slovenly and disrespectful into the ear.

"By the way, the soup is delicious, you make it yourself?" Zian again grabbed the remaining soup half on the table.

"No, I told RT to make it. Yes it's my dog I made myself, I guess I still work not home from this morning," cerocos Rangga, leaning his body on the wall of the room.

"That means we're both here?" Okay, Rangga is getting goosebumps now, Zian's expression is very animating and very annoying.

"Why do you look like such a happy person?" Rangga changed his position to stand upright, pointing right at Zian's face using a roll of paper that he had finished taking on his study table.

"Zian's oath, mending you go home now, I actually goosebumps anjir," said Rangga scared as he squeezed the paper and threw it on Zian's face.

"Just tell me to sit down," elak Zian, threw the lump of paper that hit right on Rangga's nose.

"Well, I want to watch TV. Do you want to come? He said there was a refrigerator give away event," Rangga pulled the door knob, staring at Zian for a moment to get an answer. But Zian only shook his head in an uninterested sign.

"We watch Korean dramas just use your laptop more exciting, there happens to be a drama request to me," proposed Zian, according to him the idea is quite clear, have long not watched Korean dramas.

"Good, but not before. I know you are not completely sane, maybe later in the middle of the drama you do macem-macem," while stretching both hands to form the X sign, meaning Rangga refused to force Zian's invitation. No lie anyway, Rangga does like and often watch Korean dramas even if it is calculated 4 times a day, that is also the reason often late PR work. Zian throbbed irritably, laying his weak body on Rangga's soft bed, no matter the owner of the room had gone out first on the grounds of wanting to watch TV.

Aware of the lack of something, Zian suddenly woke up from the fall and looked for the object. After finding what she was looking for, Zian was able to see dozens of missed calls from her mother and dozens of messages asking for her whereabouts. Zian cursed to himself, how could he have made Riana worried. Want to reply and call back, suddenly the phone is dead, even though the battery is still quite a lot.

"Ahhh shit," Zian dyed to find a charger owned by Rangga. Looking to all corners of the room he did not find, making Zian inevitably have to borrow Rangga's phone immediately. Riana if you have not been able to hear often nightmares and strange thoughts. Zian also had plans to stay overnight at Rangga's house to avoid the question of blind mambabi from the mother.

The middle room is quite dark, either nyokap Rangga who has not paid electricity or indeed wants to save. Only the light from the television screen illuminated the room.

Zian can see the shadow of Rangga sitting firmly in front of the television that broadcasts horror films. Zian so goosebumps, plus a dark atmosphere like this makes him want to go back up to the room.

Rangga did not move at all, he sat staring while his eyes were focused on the television screen, Zian so speculated that his friend was entering the genie. Setau Zian, Rangga hated horror movies if invited to watch throughout the film his eyes were covered with a cloth so dastardly, he said, but what Zian sees now is inversely proportional to the habits of Rangga who often refuse if invited to the cinema to watch horror.

Zian's feet stop right at the end of the stairs, want the princess back it feels like this. Zian immediately shook his head and ventured to approach the sofa, Rangga's position was to accompany Zian, but the child did not feel disturbed or aware of Zian's presence there.

Zian took a deep breath before starting his slow walk towards the sofa.

"Rangga, pinjem lo dong phone, I want to call nyokap bentar, my phone is dead," said Zian, not intending to turn to Rangga, even netraanya straight to the television follow the watch even though I do not know the plot.

Initially silent before a hand thrust a flat object at him, Zian gulped his saliva slowly, took the phone and typed his Mother's number. In this situation, Zian chose not to contact the Mother, he only sent a few lines of messages telling her that for tonight he was staying at Rangga's house, calming her mother not to worry anymore. Although relieved, but Zian's fear did not end there, Rangga still did not say a word, nor did Zian who was reluctant to look at his best friend.

Unable to stand this silence, Zian ventured to look directly in front of Rangga's eyes. Just lifting his head, Rangga's eyes were glaring in front of Zian's face, Zian was shocked and fainted.