
Mo hugged
Chickens have been crowing since two hours ago, but the sun has not appeared at all. The cold so felt pierced into the bone that it made his teeth gnaw. Wudhu water used to pray the prayer earlier made him hunt into the tent to blanket. Andi did not care even though his guidance sister in the tent only used a tight t-shirt that usually made his eyes squint everywhere. The pentuing angel-anget first.
"Sir, plis I want a shave first." Andi sat in the corner of the tent while covering her entire body with a blanket.
Just contact the arrival of Andi who suddenly made Naila and the others march. The tent is only for girls. Uh, this is it*******dare to sign in. But no matter what, they were looking at the cold andi.
"What sambet?" ask Naila.
"It's cold to swear ...."
"Yes, it's normal. We just wear a simple gini shirt. Cowo is weak," he replied.
"Nlodge ...."
The thick blanket made his body a little more comfortable. His eyes slowly closed until he fell asleep.
The slap of a woman wakes Andi up from her sleep. His eyes looked at Sarah who was crouching while holding a cup of warm drinks that were still steamy thin. There was something strange about him, Andi's throat was so dry and hot. His head hurt next to him, and his eyes were slightly twitched as he looked at Sarah.
Sarah holds Andi's head hot with fever. This kid is always pushing himself. When all the committee was sound asleep, he was still sitting holding the head of Sarah who was sleeping on the wooden bench. Until everything has rushed to take ablution, Andi still faithfully keep Sarah's sleep without moving a bit. It was only when Sarah woke up and asked her for Fajr Prayer.
"Lo fever ...." Sarah's voice implied worry to him. "So, Naila told me that you're not. He said you were afraid of the ghost waiting for the banyan tree in the complex that you once threw a stone."
Andi once threw a banyan tree at his home complex. As a result, Andi fever for a week while ngigau-ngigau ga clear. Fortunately, his mother Andi had a strong religious provision.
"Yes, ya─" Andi coughed for a moment. He felt his head filled with cold sweat as he fell asleep. The air here is still cold. "His fever .... How? he said he wanted to prank the sisters ...."
Sarah smile. He wiped Andi's wet forehead while opening the blanket that still covered his entire body. "Gue abalone. No one wants to replace you. You're the only one who can yell at the sisters here."
"It's chicken porridge." Sarah's hand pulled something out of the plastic. "It's the same warm tea as mineral water. After that, take the medicine. Here's the cure ....."
"What time is it?" ask Andi.
"Hour seven may be .. The committee also again assesses the work created per group."
"Where are they?" ask Andi again.
Sarah's hand opened the tent zipper. Naila and the others were gathered in front of the tent with the work they had already made. The judging committee came one by one to assess.
"Lo here aja first, just again want to be held next race ..."
"Ga ah .. I'm going out ..." Andi stood up and tried to get out.
Sarah held Andi's hand. "Gue knows you can't be banned. But, first eat chicken porridge and medicine. After that, you're free to do anything."
Andi's heart melted with Sarah's kindness to him. The woman cared so much about him, but a fever like this was no big deal. Behind Sarah with the babaran that he often saw, there was always a soft side that he once showed. Andi sat down in front of Sarah.
"Thank you .. lo care so much." Andi spread her hand. "Mo hugged ........"
"You have a fever or you don't, your brain is the same. Hahahah," Sarah replied with a firm pinch of her lips.
"I want to be hugged."
"GAY!"
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