Fistfuls
About Lucy
Gita hugged her body tightly with her stomach slightly bulged it tightly, longing with friends who came from the European continent. Had forgotten the state of Lucy when she was in the beloved country, because the problems are alternating.
"Lucy, I miss you" she shrieked in Lucy's arms.
"Miss you too." Lucy took off her embrace because she felt so tight that hug.
"Who are you?" ask Gita.
"Eh enter first yuk, later we chat inside, you must be tired, let alone this." Gita rubs Lucy's distended stomach slowly.
The two now sit on the living room couch, but Gita leaves Lucy to get the pregnant woman some water.
"You must be thirsty, drink Lusy first." Gita put a glass of orange juice that is already available in the refrigerator.
"Thank you,"
"Who are you here with? Then who's my home address from?" Gita was very curious about the answers to the two questions, because all this time she never told her home address there was her best friend.
Lucy smiled, "I asked your friend, Salma. If you ask me who I am here, as you can see I came alone." Lucy replied that looks fine even though she came alone to her mother's home country.
"Then Frans?" gita asked, wondering why the woman's lover did not accompany her.
This time Lucy smiled but shook her head, "I've decided to take care of this child without her Dady, because she doesn't want it." Said Lucy stroking her stomach that began to bulge.
Gita hugged the body of her bulenya friend, feeling sorry for the life before Lucy, although actually Lucy is fine because in her country there things like this are common.
"Kok cry? I should've cried, miss." Lucy rubbed Gita's sobbing back.
"It turns out your life suffered more than me, you have to go through all this on your own, it must be hard." Gita took off her embrace and rubbed the tears that had fallen.
"Hey, I'm not as bad as you think I am. I'm fine even very good. It's my choice, and I'm happy with my own." Lucy looks at Gita who looks sad after she tells her everything.
"But I still can't stand you." Gita feels that if Lucy is actually not okay, it must have a heavy burden.
Lucy shook her head, "I'm serious, I'm fine. I'm not here to see you cry, but to see you smile happily, so stop crying or I go home." Threatening Lucy makes Gita stop crying.
Gita nodded, "Alright, I won't cry anymore, because the bike I cried was fine," he said making Lucy chuckle.
"Then where's your stuff? Don't tell me you didn't bring anything here?" ask Gita because she hasn't seen Lucy carry her belongings.
"At the hotel...." Lucy did not continue her words because Gita's eyes were glaring perfectly.
"You must sleep in my house, there are many empty rooms here. Pregnant women should not stay in a hotel alone. Moreover, you are my best friend, obviously I will not make you abandoned while here, especially if Papa knows you stay at the hotel later I am scolded. So, we need to get all your stuff and bring it here." Gita certainly will not let Lucy outside her home environment, let alone the woman is pregnant.
"Alright, Miss, you won." Lucy resigned, she could not refuse Gita, especially she was actually afraid to stay in the hotel alone.
"It's so good." Gita smiled as she held out her two thumbs.
Gita was more moved by her best friend, the woman was so good even since the first time they met until she was already in Indonesia Lucy was still her best friend.
"Thank you Lucy, I'm so glad to hear that. You are the best!" This time Gita hugged Lucy's body again but only briefly, only to express gratitude for making herself happy.
"Wait, you know I'm sick? Who said it?" ask Gita curiously.
"You're starting to doubt your abilities, aren't you? I know from whom it doesn't matter, the most important thing right now is that I'm happy to see my friends going to the door of happiness. May you be free," said Lucy sincerely.
Gita assures the prayer of her friend, her hope is also like that, lasting until death separates.
"Later I will return to Indonesia again if Salma gets married," said Lucy while enjoying a snack provided by the art house Gita.
"You're serious Salma wants to get married? When's? Sam who is it? Why doesn't he tell me?" the question he asked Lucy.
"You don't know? Ah, maybe because he's busy with weddings so he hasn't had time to tell you. Maybe he'll tell you later at your wedding." It's obviously Lucy who doesn't want to make the Gita prejudiced Salma.
"Maybe it was Lus, but ever since he came home from London at the time, he never called me. Then who did Lus marry?" ask Gita again
"Em, the same boyfriend who had broken up, that's what Salma told me." Lucy answered the story of Salma.
Gita frowned, confused by Lucy's words, because to the knowledge of her lover Salma was already married to the girl who claimed to be pregnant with Dawn, Salma's lover. Then why would Salma marry that young man.
"Can't you?" ask Gita.
This time Lucy took a shoulder, "You will ask Salma, because I have no right to talk about it" he said.
Gita nods to Lucy's point, though she's curious about what happened to her best friend Salma.
They still continued chatting as if forgetting the time, until the arrival of Papa Gita from the office, making the two stop chatting. Lucy makes small talk with Papa Gita for a while, after which they head to the hotel where Lucy is staying.
Gita is shocked when Lucy points at a hotel, apparently the hotel is the same as the hotel yesterday when she saw Karin being pushed out of the gate.
Gita continues to follow where Lucy's footsteps stand, finally they reach the fifteenth floor, Lucy said, where there are only two rooms on the floor and Gita only realized if her best friend ordered a room that would be very fantastic price in one night, can only shake his head with Lucy's attitude.
His steps stopped when he heard the voice of someone he knew from one of the rooms on the floor, even the door of the room was open.
"Karin?" he then approached towards the room.
"Gita, where are you doing?" exclaimed Lucy when she saw her best friend just headed to another room.
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