Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
28. Beautiful Tete, Good to Look at

"So Yura, Tea?" That's what Endra asked when he came to Gista.

It turned out that he saw from his office when Yura came under the tree where Gista was sitting. But from her reaction, Endra should not know what her aunt told Gista.

"Yes, sweet orange. I thought you told me to."

Endra sat down next to Gista after he finished opening the large orange that his uncle said he had bought. The orange was opened not for him to eat, but instead for Gista to eat.

In front of Gista, Endra really did not eat or even drink except water.

He seemed to know that showing how normal he could eat and feel the taste of food without vomiting would make Gista feel secretly hurt.

And maybe yes, because Gista often envies those who are fine. It made her feel like she had seen a little hell because she was the only one on earth who had food but could not eat.

"Yura the tea is good, easy to care for the same people. Don't tell me that either, Tea."

Gista already knows. It was clear from the boy's eyes.

But Gista decided not to discuss anymore, focusing on oranges. His hand took the flesh from the big orange to put it in his mouth.

It does not taste as good as yellow oranges. It felt a bit rancid, but Gista forced it to swallow.

If oranges also could not be eaten, what else could he eat in this world? Even it doesn't feel too bad so Gista can tolerate.

"You didn't say it to me." Gista muttered, alluding to the thing that his aunt Endra had discussed.

"What, Tea?" ask Endra plain. So innocent, Gista couldn't even be upset.

"My clothes are not polite."

"Can't you?"

"Too press body." Gista turned his uncomfortable eyes.

Again spontaneously moving covering the shoulder and nape that is open, because the shirt does not close until the neck.

He could only shift his hair to better close the open part. Shame too, especially if you think that Endra secretly also feels Gista does not know manners, wearing clothes too vulgarr in the village.

Gista may even be considered insulting their custom.

"I don't know if these jerseys are weird here." Gista would not want to feel so wrong.

"It's not weird, Tea. People aren't used to it." Endra still softly.

But Gista had already heard the scathing opinion of his aunt.

"Teteh will buy clothes before for his own reasons. There's no need to change your appearance if you like it."

Duh, this guy can't seem a little nasty? He's good from yesterday! Occasionally please be a little evil.

"It's not polite, is it?" Gista was very sure he thought so.

"Yes, for me it's polite. But mothers don't look like."

Endra laughed. Making Gista silently puff his cheeks up, not at him, but at how his mouth was soft-spoken.

"The same mother is different. His taste is different too. After that they can not wear Teteh shirt. The body is Teteh mah nice wear a shirt so. Especially pretty ones. Good to look at."

Silent.

It was sex abuse*l if it alluded to the body, especially from the mouth of a man, but Gista felt her face reddened for other reasons.

Good, said.

Beautiful, she said.

Good-looking.

Then he's watching?

Endra beside him coughed shut his mouth. "Sorry," he muttered in a low voice. Raspy wet holding awkward.

".... Not pa-pa."

Maybe ten minutes out just to dampen the awward atmosphere between them.

Both try hard to ignore the awkwardness because they do not want to baper.

Fortunately eating oranges makes Gista can slowly reduce his embarrassment. Gista was already feeling full with those two large pieces of orange.

He who used to eat two double beef burgers and cheese is now full of two pieces of orange. That's sad to think about.

".... If you want, put on my shirt."

Suddenly Endra dropped a bomb.

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