Fistfuls

Red Light

A girl walks through the corridor of a building filled with many people in uniform, not infrequently cross paths with someone who walks with the help of two wheels that support his body weight. The girl seemed a little confused because for the first time she came to the place with a purpose that is not like people in general.

"Sorry, may I ask?" the girl said as she met someone dressed in white. He was forced to ask because someone he would meet could not be contacted, even though they had made an appointment before.

"May Ma'am," replied someone.

"Em, where's Salman's doctor?" tanyakanya.

Yes, the girl is Gita, she came to the hospital at the request of the lover who could not pick her up to campus because there was still work.

"The road continues until the end, there will be two right and left lines, Mbak take the left direction, Mbak just look for a room on behalf of doctor Salman, there is a writing. But it looks like doctor Salman is in the operating room, maybe another half an hour out" explained the nurse.

"Thank you Ma'am, I'll wait for him." Gita leaves the nun for Salman's room.

It did not take long he was in front of the room of the lover, but he was confused to enter or not. If he entered it was rude, even though Salman had told him to wait in the room, but if he did not, for half an hour or so he would be like a missing person who did not know the direction of destination.

"Son Gita, are you here?" Gita turned her head towards the source of the voice, she had heard someone opening the door of the next room.

"Oh yes Om, it was Salman who told me to come here, but said he was in surgery," replied Gita after greeting and kissing the back of the man's hand.

The man nodded, "Just go inside, wait inside." The man, whose father Salman opened the door of the child's room, invited Gita to enter.

"Om stay yes, Salman will be here soon,"

Gita nodded then thanked him before his future father-in-law came out, well they were that close, especially after almost two weeks so Salman often took him home on the grounds of his request. Though the Gita knew that if it was only Salman's reason to continue to be close to him, it is impossible if Salman is often in his house, because he feels uncomfortable, as well as the Gita, he said, he felt uncomfortable if Salman lingered at Papa's house. But they will spend a lot of time if they are at Mama's house, but of course they are not only two because the two girl's friends always follow wherever Gita goes.

Gita looked around the room, the white-painted room was nothing special in her opinion. There is only one set of sofas, one desk and a chair. And there is a door, whether there is a room in there, of course Gita is not as sassy as to dare to open it.

The focus is now on the young man's desk which looks neat, on the table there are only two picture frames, a calendar and a notebook and its complement. Gita grabbed a picture frame plastered on her face, she became embarrassed and moved to see there is a picture of her in the room of the lover. He remembers the picture being taken by the lake after they officially became lovers. Photos of the two smiling men staring at the camera.

Turning to the other frame, it turns out the family photo, it seems like it has been taken for a long time, the picture was taken, because Salma's face still looks like a teenager who just entered High School or maybe when the girl still has the status of a Junior High child, I don't know.

Gita sits in Salman's work chair, after putting down the last picture frame. The feeling of boredom began to hit him, he chose to open the phone, hoping to reduce the boredom.

"I'm sorry, baby, you've been waiting a long time." Salman entered the room, making Gita a little surprised because he did not hear the door was opened, maybe so cool to play in cyberspace.

Gita smiled and shook her head, "No, I just came, I just came" he said. Gita looked at the man who looked more handsome if he was wearing a snelli or a white suit. And this is the first time the Gita has seen such a performance of Salman.

Salman rattled Gita's hair with anxiety, "I'll change my clothes first." Salman walked into the closed room.

It didn't take long, Salman had walked out of the room in different clothes than before, his face also looked fresher, it seemed like the young man had just washed his face, it looks from his front hair that is still a little wet.

"Is it still here or is it leaving now?" tanyanya, approaching towards Gita who is still sitting at home in her work chair.

Gita got up from her seat with an awkward smile, "Now only Kak, I make a deal with the store owner at local time, it's already past three, afraid we're late," he said.

"Start." Salman pulled the girl's body into his arms.

Gita pinched Salman's waist, making the owner babysit but not one bit loosened his embrace.

"Say the mode. Sis, we'll be late." The Gita forcibly removed the embrace, because Salman still did not seem to let go.

Salman chuckles, pulling the girl back in his arms makes Gita protest. But only briefly because they are chasing time, because the place they will come is quite far and takes quite a lot of time on the road.

The two walked together, hand in hand. Not a few who pay attention to them, some even tease when they cross paths with Salman's coworkers. There are also those who say if the two of them are very compatible, yes even though the Gita knows their age distance is quite far. But of course he doesn't care about that.

Behind the excitement, there is a pair of eyes that continue to pay attention to the two who are now walking closer to him.

"Dok," Taka greeted Salman politely, although he was jealous of the two, but of course he should not be excessive.

"Ah Yes Yan, I'm going home first. Your report I'll check tomorrow, tell the others yes, too" Salman paused, talking to Taka.

After Taka agreed, the two of them walked back from the hospital.

Gita actually knew that Taka was looking at them with a jealous look, but she didn't care. Let Taka hurt, after all he himself made his heart hurt, right? Even Gita felt Taka was still staring at the two of them until they disappeared behind the wall.

"Where's the trial? Get a schedule when?" salman asked when they were in the car.

"I think I'm the same Salma will be together, if not different days. Next month, it was also dated at the end," replied Gita wistfully. I want him to stop the thesis that made him dizzy for months.

Salman rubbed the top of the head of the Gita with one hand, "Patience, next month is not long. Or maybe you can't wait to be stopped?" guess Salman.

"That's what you want, sister," said Gita.

Salman smiled then looked at the lover with anxiety, fortunately they were currently stopping at a red light.

"I'm sorry, Brother, I don't want to get married now, but I want to get married when my heart is fully yours. If for example tomorrow my heart really belongs to Kaka, I would immediately want to be married. I'm so sorry, brother, I know it hurts Salman," Gita regretted saying that, because the look on Salman's face has now changed slightly.

Salman smiled, even though Gita knew the smile was not as smooth as it was. "Have, don't think about it" he said.

Of course Gita can't talk about anything. All he did was remove the seatbelt on his body. Making Salman confused as well as worried, fearing the Gita out of the car. But her worries turned sour after knowing what the girl was doing to her. And look now the girl's face was so blushing, and would not look at her, make her smile and then touch that sweet face.

"You dong again, cook only once," he said tempting Gita.

Gita cursed her own folly, for she boldly kissed the young man's cheek. Somehow seeing Salman's face turned into a joint, he wanted the face back to cheerful like before.

"The lights are already ijo Kak, do not look here again, or we will go back to the hospital again" said Gita. Fortunately, the traffic light has changed color, which means Salman can not tease him anymore now.

Salman continued to sing a smile while occasionally glancing at the Gita who was still reluctant to look at him. She was grateful, it meant that there had been progress with Gita's feelings, she became more and more convinced that soon they would become a couple.

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