Two Men
The past of Gendis

Half an hour later Radit felt wet on his forehead. His eyes began to open slowly, staring at the ceiling of the same room. His room. Radit's right hand moved to touch his forehead. There's cloth and wet.

As soon as possible the man realized. Trying to get up, even though not yet strong. A few seconds later, the smell of strong cooking. Who is in the kitchen

Radit holds the head. The pain is still felt, even though it is not too strong as before. He could sit better, looking around. His room. Who is in the kitchen.

Based on curiosity Radit stood up, about to step up. However, the sound of Gendis greeting his ears loudly. The girl was apparently present here.

"Don't wake up, sir!" exclaim Gendis by wearing an apron. Radit could be angry or upset because he was lazy to enter. However, for that matter Gendis does not want to bother. What matters is that Radit can be healthy first.

Gendis stood in front of Radit who raised his head upwards. "Sorry, sir, I'm presumptuous." Gadia looked down embarrassed.

Radit doesn't dispute that. Perhaps Gendis had helped him when he was in trouble. "Why are you here?" Radit chose to stay in place. Don't want to move a bit. "I remember him lying on the couch."

Without looking at Radit, the sweet girl explained. "So right now I want to give you soup here. Mr. Radit came out and passed out. I'm panicking."

Radit recalled the incident half an hour ago. His memory gives me a little review and sure enough. "Astagfirullah, I just remembered. Sorry, bother you."

Only then did Gendis dare to look at Radit's two eyeballs. Seeing it clearly and still in a standing position like before. "I'm sorry for coming in here."

Radit has no problem. It was just that he was worried about how Gendis could move his quite heavy body here. "I don't care, but are you strong enough to take me from door to couch?"

"I didn't bring it, sir.' Gendis is not lying. It's no use either.

"Then who"

"So I asked for help with the security."

Radit understood. "Thank you for your kindness. May Allah replace it with a double reward. Aamiin's."

"Amen. God is good, sir." Gendis smiled small. Go to the kitchen because you are making porridge.

Radit tried his hardest to stay up and take wudu. If you can't stand, at least you can do it standing up. Gendis said that the Lord is good and that the Lord will grant His servant. That is why we need to obey the decree of the Almighty.

Radit prayed to Magrib, although he was already willing to approach the time of Isha. He did this accidentally. Not intentionally.

Radit was finished when Gendis brought a bowl of porridge to the table. Still wearing an apron, the girl sat down on the small sofa and said, "It's better for Mr. Radit to eat first. I'm staying home." It's here because Radit's sick. Seeing that the man had improved, he felt that it was enough. Let there not be any cruel slander between them.

"Have you eaten?" ask Radit while sitting down.

Gendis shook her head quickly. "Not yet, sir."

"Fine first, just come home."

Gendis. His heart wanted to, but his mouth had a hard time answering. It was hard to open the body.

"Don't be afraid. Come, eat. In the Lord, I do not do anything strange." Radit doesn't feel good for Gendis. The girl took the time to take care of it. He may not reply as best he can. "Take some more porridge for you. I'm sorry, I can't wait for you when it's your visit to this room."

Gendis shook her head quickly. He was ashamed to enter without permission. "It's okay, sir."

The baby quickly went to the kitchen. Bringing porridge for him to eat with Radit. It was like a beautiful dream that was completely unimaginable. "Lord, I need to be able to control myself. It's just a thank you from Mr. Radit."

Gendis soon returned to Radit. They sat quietly with each other eating porridge that Radit felt was delicious. This even exceeds the food made by the mother. It can be said almost the same.

"Do you like cooking?" tanya Radit broke the silence between them.

Gendis carved out a small smile. "Yes, Sir. I love cooking from a small age. It has been taught by Mother as well. so .. used to cook by yourself until now. Most buy fit again tired or indeed busy."

Radit listened carefully. Not intending to interrupt a bit.

Gendis was so enthusiastic about telling her past where she had participated in a city-level cooking competition and won. It's just that the girl has to bury in a dream in the cooking field because her father prefers himself to be an office employee only.

Radit understands Gendis' feelings. Put yourself in if it happens to her. "You're a great woman."

Gendis smiled small. Hiding what really happened to me. Showing his strong side to Radit was like his world was fine.

"You're pretty much yourself. Even if you're an employee because of your father, it doesn't matter. Consider it filial to him. But .. which you need to understand if not always have to obey the wishes of others. You have the right to choose your own path" Radit advises.

Seeing Gendis made him think of Kania. The girl was the same, although she could express herself as she wished. However, Kania often relented for someone.

"Sir Radit want to know my love story?" ask Gendis. Being too comfortable resulted in Gendis opening the whole door of her heart to Radit. Even the woman did not care about the privacy anymore

Radit was silent for a moment. He is not the type of person who wants to know the problems or the past of others, but if the person is willing to tell a story. Radit happily listened. Perhaps there are many lessons he can learn.

"If you are pleased. Sorry." Once again Gendis was embarrassed to feel too close. Radit might hate him. He went back to eating porridge which was only one more bribe. This plain porridge was given a high value by Radit. Really ... It was the most valuable charter Gendis had ever gotten.

"Can." Radit answered next. Gendis's face instantly changed sumringah. It was obvious that the mood of the girl could change quickly. "You can tell me everything."

Gendis carved a smile on her lips. With this, the freedom of storytelling begins. It doesn't matter whether Radit is new or not. He just wanted the man to know a lot about himself.

Gendis let out a rough breath. "I am a person who rarely hangs out with others. Go straight to the apartment. I had an acquaintance and he was very nice. His face was handsome, white and tall. We met by accident near the office. He's the leader of the company in another city."

Radit. Let Gendis rule all the time and use it to tell stories.

"We finally got to know each other and were close. He comes here at least once a week. We spent time together. To the point we really wanted to be serious, but her father disagreed. We're confused, I'm holding on myself." Gendis started putting on a sad face.

From there Radit can guess if the girl's love ends in tragedy. At least not together because it does not get the blessing of the men. "Don't hold your tears. Just take it out."

Gendis grabbed the tissue. One drop of clear liquid escaped without his consent. It's hard to get Radit back. You can finally find the best story spot that doesn't question things.

"For a year he and I were together, but we didn't get our blessing. He finally proposes without his father. My parents were hesitant at first, but slowly withered away from seeing their own child so hopeful. Finally we decided to get married and she will follow my beliefs. But ...." Gendis. His chest began to feel tight. Soul rebelled. Want to tell more stories, but the mouth is difficult to work with. Something that needs an extraordinary struggle.

Radit. No commenting whatsoever. Just seeing and hearing the sobs of Gendis that were heard covering this room.

"I'm sorry, sir, I have a hard time controlling my emotions" Gendis said.

"No pa-pa. Just let go of your feelings. Your emotion. Don't be too long. You have to live better than ever" Radit replied.

The atmosphere turned silent as the sobs of Gendis ended. He can control himself and his soul. Make peace with the situation and control the emotions raging in the chest.

"So, what happens next?" radit asked who was starting to get curious. Rice has become porridge. Can't be returned unless it's taken in peace.

Gendis neutralizes feelings that have not improved. Four tissues he had used. Surely to remove the trace of misfortune on the cheek.

"He decided to commit suicide because of inner pressure" continued Gendis who managed to make both pupils of Radit's eyes enlarged. This shocking news greeted the man's ears. Beyond a doubt.

"His father was too pressing in his personal life. Not to mention the couple, his father also said that he had prepared the best candidate for him. Though he was desperately resisting, expressing his heart including bringing me there as evidence. But the result remains nil. Nothing changes his father's decision" Gendis added in the weakest tone.

The woman looked down again. This time not because of shame, but it is sad. "sayamarah to yourself fitting know he did that. Even a farewell letter was written the day before the incident. I regret not being by his side."

The sobs of Gendis again broke before Radit. There is no shame in that the girl feels comfortable sharing her story.

Radit also let. Maybe with like this can ease a little burden Gendis. Sometimes people who are telling stories just want to be heard without needing to be asked many things that can make him more hurt.

"He went out carrying all his love. There was nothing left but a deep sense of loss. I went crazy for not accepting it" said Gendis.

Radit can feel sadness and loss from the look in Gendis's eyes. Can't do anything because they're not a halal couple.

"The reason I was always happy to be close to Mr. Radit was only one," continued Gendis again.

Radit's forehead was pucker. "Reason?"

Both of Gendis's eyeballs stared fixedly at Radit. Her chest of fireworks held a feeling that could not be fully revealed. Wanted to hug, but hugged. Understand if Radit is so keeping distance with the opposite sex. Just interact as necessary.

"Do I look like him?" Apparently Radit guessed to the line there.

Gendis. Before long nodded his head quickly and said, "That's right, sir. Everything in Mr. Radit is almost the same as him. I feel like he's been alive since he met you. I'm sorry."

Radit did not mind because in many times people consider others the same as acquaintances or relatives even lovers if they feel similar.

Gendis gulps. "I wish I could ask God. I want Mr. Radit to be a part of life. Accompanying me through the old days in the form of marriage, but I realized that the soul mate was arranged as well as possible. It could be something we think is good, it is at worst according to God."

Radit agrees. A little surprised by Gendis's words.

"It may be too soon, but I've been in love with Mr. Radit from the beginning. Do not be too burdened, I just want to express the feelings," continued Gendis with a small smile.