Wagering

Wagering
Best Medicine


"My lady, who called them?" Baskara whispered to three of her friends who were standing to the right and left of the bed.


Reno and Juan were standing on the left side, simultaneously pointing towards Fabian who was standing on the right side. While the appointed just stared flat without having any intention to defend themselves.


On the sofa, there was Sera and Jeffrey sitting next to each other. The two adults had come to the hospital with panic that reached the end of the head, running in a hurry to the ER to find their only son who was rumored to have had a single accident.


As parents, it is only natural that they feel worried. Baskara knows that. He clearly understood it. But, the concerns of his parents were so excessive, that he ended up in the Super VVIP inpatient room at the request of his mother. In fact, Baskara clearly heard from the doctor that the injury he was experiencing was not too severe, and could go straight home to undergo treatment at home.


The furore also did not stop only until when his mother booked the inpatient room whose per-night costs could reach millions. Sera also asked the doctor to do a re-examination, to make sure that Baskara's condition is good and there is nothing that needs to be considered excessively. Panic has engulfed Sera, making the woman even doubt the analytical skills of doctors who work in the top hospitals in Jakarta.


"They deserve to know" Fabian said after a long silence. At first he didn't want to say anything, but as Baskara continued to squeeze towards him, Fabian finally opened his voice as well.


Baskara clucked. I wanted to protest, but already. In fact, hitting Fabian's face to vent his frustration won't change anything either. Her super-protective mother would not change her decision to stay just because she objected.


Perhaps, only one thing later did Baskara not regret his mother's decision to keep him hospitalized. That is the presence of Blue who was still willing to stay even though from earlier the girl was only silent, not even returning her gaze at all.


Blue there makes the pain in his back no longer felt, replaced by spoiled bursts in the chest when the beautiful memory of their story that has then returned to the head.


Baskara remembers, when they were dating at High School, Blue was the first person to run to her when she got the news that she was hurt. Now, even though the girl no longer openly shows her concerns, Baskara still feels relieved because there is at least one side of Blue that has not changed after so long.


"Anyway," Baskara opened her mouth, with her gaze still fixed on Blue who was standing beside Fabian. "Well, you have to go home." Reciprocity.


Three of his friends clearly knew that the sentence was intended for Blue. Since there is nothing in history, a Baskara will drive them home no matter what. In fact, the young man will tend to make them stay longer, to then enjoy their loneliness together.


The only one who doesn't understand that Baskara is talking to him is Blue. Where the girl was even engrossed in scrolling the screen of the phone that actually only displays a row of random stories from people he followed on Instagram.


Unrespected, Baskara actually reviewed a thin smile. "Gue says the same, Sabiru." Her speech.


As soon as his name was called, then Blue raised his gaze. His gaze instantly locked onto Baskara's bead that was staring fixedly at him. Then the smile that the young man was smiling caused a mixed unpleasant feeling in his chest.


Blue tries hard to remind himself that he and Baskara do not know each other. That they have long since ended and are now reunited as two completely strangers.


But, he failed.


Blue can't lie to himself that he's worried. When Fabian received a phone call and told him that Baskara had an accident, Blue had almost gone crazy. He had already imagined the many bad scenarios that had happened to the young man. And although he finally heard from the doctor himself that there was nothing to worry about excessively, he was still worried.


"Or ... would you like to stay here?" baskara Goda. Whim, who knows, right, Blue is the devil waiting for the hospital so agree to his request?


Hahaha .. halu!


"Well, what's the ojol message? Did you come here with me? Come on, turn with me." Fabian. His hand reflexively pulled Blue's arm, and it certainly made Baskara immediately swallow back the thin smile that he was about to vomit.


Secretly, Baskara stared at Fabian's hand holding Blue's wrist fixedly. Then, he glanced towards Blue, finding the girl also staring at him.


Their gazes locked onto each other for three full seconds. Before finally Baskara managed to master himself and returned to the role of a stranger.


"Be careful if you bring girls, don't speed." He told Fabian. Not to forget also he showed a thin smile to the young man, even though he really wanted to brush off the hand that had been presumptuous to touch his girl.


"Safe." Answer Fabian. Not feeling anything strange, he instead lowered his hand, without sin to link his long fingers with Sabiru's lentic fingers.


"Tomorrow I'll be here again after class. If you need anything, say it." Fabian said again.


Baskara just nodded his head. Then he tried to strengthen his heart as Fabian took his girl away from there, leaving a space that felt empty in one part of his heart.


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Around half an hour in the morning, Baskara inched up from a sleeping position despite having to grimace while enduring the pain in his back. He sat leaning on the bed after grabbing the phone that was chuckling on the nightstand.


Before starting his activity with the phone, Baskara glanced at the other bed beside him. There the mother fell asleep, while her father preferred to sleep on a long sofa even though he had to bend his legs in order to fit.


Baskara did not know if her parents had completely made up. Clearly, when he returned from Fabian's house the other day and his father said that there would be no divorce, Baskara had decided to just believe in whatever his parents were trying to show. He no longer wants to interfere, pretentious to be a hero of misfortune for the marriage of his parents when he himself does not know the reason why they decided to stay together until now.


As a child, Baskara would always wish them both the best.


Finished thinking about his family, Baskara returned his focus to the phone in hand. The goal again is a mobile phone gallery, to see Blue photos that are the only objects stored there.


One by one, he saw his collection. His smile also grew wider along with the appearance of old photos belonging to Blue, which he took when the girl first became his lover. A photo shows the girl smiling brightly at the camera, holding a sunflower she dedicated specifically to her. The sunflower he planted himself in his yard, then he harvested to be given to Sabiru as a sign of love.


Their relationship is over, and the sweet things are now only a memory that he will occasionally remember back when longing to soar beyond anything else he feels. But, just by armed with those memories alone, Baskara can feel better.


From a long time ago until now, Sabiru's smile is still the best medicine to heal all the wounds he suffered.


So before he turned off his phone and his eyes slowly closed, Baskara whispered in his heart, a little begging God so that he is given one more chance to be able to have Sabiru's smile back.


Seriate