Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
31. You Know What?

The atmosphere around Gista is suddenly hot even though the AC is burning in low temperatures.

"You know what?" reply Gista more emotional.

"Yes, that's why. You why?"

"Keet you understand that I'm clear?! Do you know what it's like to eat but can't eat?! Do you understand the taste of perfume suddenly being the smell of dead fish?! You understand what?!"

Gista cried so hard.

"It hurts, Ashar. So ill. You can only say 'what's wrong, what's wrong, ' but the edges don't understand!"

"Where do I understand that you are not clear."

"Where do I want to explain if I don't understand?!" yells Gista frustrated.

He was so frustrated that it felt like Gista's life had gone up into his esophagus from his screams.

"I don't understand either! Why really me?! Why am I the only weird one?! Why am I just one of everyone?! The doctor doesn't know why, you don't know why, Dad says I'm crazy! Where do I really need to go?!"

Why does everyone demand Gista to be patient, to understand, to understand, to explain when all that is precisely Gista who asks!

Why, why, why, why! Gista had been asking himself why since last month!

But he couldn't answer anything either!

Breaking the call just like that, Gista ran out. He didn't know what was wrong with his head, but he just thought of seeing Endra who always calmed the pain.

He's the only one who doesn't make Gista sick.

Gista pushed open the door to Endra's room. Too late in grief until he was not aware the young man was just about to undress, was in a condition half late*ng.

"Teh—"

Before he could ask, Gista buried himself in his arms. He was crying hard. Just want to vent his annoyance and anger through a roaring moan.

All this pain, Gista can't bear it alone.

On the other hand, Endra was shocked. But Endra lowered his head and found his pitiful face crying.

The young man's hand moved rubbing Gista's cheek, hugging her tightly back. Not the slightest bit of sight there was a risi or wonder on Endra's face.

"Stek why?" Endra whispered softly. Rubbing Gista's back up and down. "Who's crying, Tea?"

Gista groaned like he was in pain.

"Tea don't cry like gini. I am so sad. Tetang why? Same story with me."

Gista almost screamed bitterly. "Are I the only one weird?" stuffed. "Are I the only one who can't eat?"

It felt like Endra was pierced to hear that poignant question. Being the only freak in the world is not easy. Everyone did that as if it was natural, while Gista could not because she was blocked.

It was a test that Endra could not imagine at all.

Really, Endra couldn't bear to see it. Hugged the woman tightly, hoping her sadness diminished.

No cry. For God's sake, don't cry. Endra doesn't like to hear it.

"Steak has me." Endra will always be with her until she is healed.

Gista cried loudly. "Are I the only one like this? I had three doctors, but one could not make me recover. Where should I go, hiks? What's the matter, Endra?"

"Yes, Tea. Slow down, yeah."

"Everybody can eat."

Gista grimaced between the cries, closing her eyes as she felt now she was so pitiful.

"Everybody can eat, why can't I? Am I wrong? Am I a bad person so I am punished? I want to be normal too."

Endra really hugged him with all his might. "Setuh normal, really. Patience, huh? Tomorrow will be back again. Sure. We're treating together."

"But it's been a month" wailed Gista hopelessly. "My month is like this, hiks. Why haven't you been healed in a month?"

"Yes, Teteh." Endra rubbed his back. Keep going and keep holding the girl. "A little more patience. Sedikiiiit again. Dude don't cry first. I would exist. I'll be able to stay healthy again."

That's why don't cry. Don't show that sad face to Endra.

Endra no longer wants to see someone he loves crying and desperately leaves him.

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