Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
26. Likes Hurt

"She, Tea, because I was in town. Careful until self-sacrifice is rare."

Yeah, hell. The atmosphere in this place changes the viewpoint. Although not entirely, Gista felt there was indeed a difference in interaction.

But he cannot admit right away that maybe what changed that was Endra himself.

Like how he made Gista's heart beat, when they just met yesterday. And how he made Gista want to hug him—I mean Gista, so feel better despite being sick.

"Ohya, Tea."

Endra opened his voice as his motorbike once again stopped in front of his tantric house.

"So in the bride smells of kisses? I think I also smell a lot. People are again on the cook in the back."

"Yes." Yeah." Gista was busy easing the pounding of his heart that was still too tight.

"So you can't go to Teh Dateng?"

"Why indeed?" The impression he wants Gista to come. His expression looked disappointed, a little.

Or Gista the kegeeran?

"No, anyway." Endra scratched his nape, awkward. "I'm just lucky, maybe Teteh will be entertained to the place of the rame."

In the current situation, it's not. But somehow Gista did not want to say it and smiled saying something else. "Judah, I go with you if I may."

Gista is crazy. Though knowing it will be tormented, why even bribed just because Endra is sweet?

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"You."

Gista raised his face from looking at the plantation land towards the direction the sound was coming from. His mother Yura aka his tantric Endra stood there, staring with a clear look of displeasure.

"Here!"

Not very polite. Although he was an old man, wouldn't it be that he called people at least have to be with a good impression? The time he calls people is like calling his distant dog to come closer?

Even so, Gista decided to stay there. Than long.

"Yes, Mom?"

He immediately raised a piercing question.

"What did you come here for? What are you doing here?"

Gista, what do you have to answer? He came here by accident, fainted in the field after escaping and was depressed about his illness. Nor was he the intention to come here because he knew there was a favorite Doctor Kang resident here.

Okay, if you know, Gista will come sooner. But the point is, he didn't come to tempt Endra if that was what his aunt thought.

That seems to be what he thinks.

"You well, because came here, Gasen speaking of one village pregnant children people. If you're sick, you go to the doctor, not bother Gasen."

Gista. His feelings were immediately unpleasant to hear such a word.

"Where are your parents? Go back to your parents. Not staying here to be tusurin Gasen. Or are you actually pregnant with her child?"

Why do people always do this? Why do you like to hurt others?

The impression he said Gista lied that he was sick.

It makes Gista bitter. He probably hoped he would lie. Because ... he's hungry. He was really hungry and longed for food.

Gista had forgotten how meatballs taste. Gista had forgotten what fried rice was. In fact, Gista wondered what it would be like to eat really fresh fruit, not just an orange.

Gista also missed the house and the old man that this mother had alluded to her.

Think I want this? Gista clenched his hands tightly but was silent.

When Ms. Inah rattled about her supposed doctor, to the hospital, and to her parents, Gista kept quiet.

Silence is the way to reject someone. And he doesn't know what kind of parent to fight.

After he was satisfied nagging, he again asked.

"Go home, you? Don't stay here. Don't worry here. You walk in the village wearing tight clothes so, you think this is the city? If you fit in the city, you live in the city."

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