Tetu Keseh Keseangan Aa Doctor
52. Rice Is Now Porridge

Gista first felt the examination was completely without problems even though Ashar was there. Even when Gista was stuffed with food, Gista vomited twice, but she felt much better because she had Endra there.

Finished the examination, Endra told Gista to finish the citrus fruit and two glasses of water. Only after that Endra told Gista to go to rest, because Gista did look exhausted and was forced to vomit because of food.

Gista was about to move rooms, but Ashar turned out to give Gista's room back, saying he was the one who would sleep in the room again.

The AC at Endra's house is really only in Endra's room. While Gista can not sweat too much, because the smell of sweat is disturbing.

Gista rested until one afternoon. He went to sleep before he was pushed away by the knock of the door.

"Gis, it's me."

Of course the one who spoke me-you to Gista is only Ashar in this house. So obviously it's him.

After Gista let him in, Ashar came with a glass in his hand, which Gista knew immediately that it was a rhizome mixed with several types of spices.

"Gasendra said it was for you, so I brought it."

Gista accepts, but is secretly disappointed that it is not Endra who brought it. "Thank you."

Ashar sits on the edge of Gista's bed. It is still clear that he was sick and injured yesterday, but Gista did not want to comment anymore.

If he is too worried, Ashar could mean that Gista still has a taste for him.

"Gosendra has clearly explained to me in more detail about your condition. I saw it myself too. I'm sorry because yesterday I didn't know what you meant."

"Yes." Yeah." Gista nodded. "Not pa-pa."

"But, Gis—"

Ashar turned his head, looking at Gista's face for a while before he looked back down, squeezing his hands against each other.

"I still feel like we shouldn't break up."

"Shark."

"Yes, Gis. I understand, I was wrong with you. You are sick again, I did not directly even make you more sick. Just, I mean, I can learn. I can learn to understand why."

"Instantly you understand the decision of the forward."

"But it's selfish of me, Gis." Ashar turned his head again, wrinkling a frustrated face. "I understand you're angry, but I came all the way here to prove to you I never had any intention of hurting you."

"...."

"...."

"I was wrong, Gis, I'm sorry. Next time I promise to be more open. Okay well? I'll be here, nemenin you. I might not be able to agree with Gasendra about medicine, because he's a medical boy, I'm a mechanical boy. But you can understand if everything's clear."

Also true.

Indeed, Ashar's only mistake is that he does not understand the condition of Gista, because the condition of Gista will not be understood by anyone but those who learn the complicated intricacies of the human body.

Gista himself did not understand his condition. He could not blame Ashar too much.

Just ... Do you know the saying 'rice has become porridge'?

In the end, Gista's feelings were already grey on Endra and no longer on Ashar.

So even though he now understood, Gista preferred Endra who understood.

"Gis, answer me. What do you think?"

"I—"

Tok.

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door, along with the appearance of Endra there. The young man smiled at Gista and it made Gista instantly smile at him.

"Sorry, Tea, interrupt the chat. I want to go to my new home. Does anyone want to come?"

Gista blinked, spontaneously nodding. "You."

"Yaudah, drink first the clock just left."

Gista hurriedly downed the drink without any problem, as the smell of the herbs and rhizomes did not change in his mouth at all.

"You have rest in the room" he told Ashar, before he left to catch up with Endra.

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