Help out! I Want Skinny

Part 11's. Love Clapping Hands

Upon returning from Marisa's house, Samuel felt his head dizzy and throbbing. He decided to sleep and rest.

That night Lyra, a beautiful doctor comes to visit.

"Hi, Lyra. Why don't you tell me first" asked Samuel as he opened the door for the woman.

"Your phone wasn't active when I called" Lyra replied. Looking at the bandage on Samuel's head he asked where the wound had come from.

"I fell down earlier" answered Samuel briefly.

"How bad is the wound?" ask Lyra.

"Little wound only."

"Can I see?"

"no need. Already treated. Come on in first."

The two sat face to face in the guest chair. Lyra stared intently at Samuel who was massaging his forehead and head slowly.

"Sam, are you sure you're okay?" asked Lyra with a worried tone.

"mmmmmmm. Just a little dizzy," Samuel replied while nodding.

"You should have your bandage replaced. It's red" Lyra said.

"Thul? Ah, I didn't notice. I'll get you a medicine box first. Please replace yes, Ra," Samuel asked before going into the room to pick up the medicine box.

Soon Lyra carefully opened the bandage on Samuel's head.

"The blood has stopped flowing. No need to stitch. I will give you medicine to eat also later to recover quickly. Oh yeah, who put this bandage on your head?" lyra asked as she gave the medicine to the wound and bandaged it back.

"Marisa," answered Samuel in short.

Lyra was silent for a moment. Feeling a bloodless wound on his heart. "alright. It's over," he said and sat back down.

"Thank you for your help" said Samuel.

"Did Marisa come here?" ask Lyra carefully.

"No. I went to her house."

"What's going there for?"

"Just visit."

"Does that mean you got that wound there?"

Samuel just nodded.

"How did it go?" Lyra asked increasingly curious.

"Have you eaten, Ra? I haven't. Let's have dinner together," asked Samuel to switch the conversation.

"Yet. Eat where? Out there?" ask Lyra

"Do you mind if we just eat here with rice and eggs? That's all that a bachelor like me can cook," Samuel jokingly said.

"Ah, of course not. It doesn't matter to me, Sam," replied Lyra. 'Eating anything doesn't matter, as long as it's with you, Beb, ' he added.

The two then headed towards the dining room. The room itself is side by side with the cooking area.

"You sit sweet while I prepare our dinner" Samuel told Lyra.

"Yes. It's just a minute. I like to eat warm food."

"What cooking, Sam?"

"Fried rice" replied Samuel who was busy preparing the condiments and ingredients of fried rice.

"I will help you" said Lyra as she moved from the dining chair.

"alright. You just fry this nugget and cut the cucumber" Samuel said, handing over a plate of fish and cucumber nuggets.

The two then drown in simple dinner cooking activities to eat together.

Lyra had known Samuel for two years through her cousin Brandon. The woman fell in love not only with the handsome face of the man, but also with his caring attitude. He once told Samuel his heart. Dear thousand dear, his love claps one hand. Samuel only considered him a friend and a sister. Later it was discovered that Samuel had never dated once.

For years, the man's established heart was held captive in the prison of the love he had built for Marisa, his first love. Instead of hating Samuel, Lyra felt sorry for him after learning that Marisa was married and never knew Samuel's heart.

Feeling that the opportunity for her to unite with Samuel is still open, Lyra is determined to become a love fighter. Although he himself never met Marisa, sometimes jealousy was present in the young doctor when Samuel told her about her.

Samuel himself realized that his feelings were wrong, but the man seemed unable to turn away from his feelings. That's what makes Lyra more hurt and sometimes jealous and hate Marisa. Especially since Samuel tells me that he is now helping Marisa undergo a weight loss program, which means the two will get closer and meet often.

It certainly made Lyra more hurt, but she could not show her dislike for Samuel. He realized, he had no right to be angry or disappointed let alone forbid Samuel to approach Marisa. Lyra can only be limited to remind the man of her heart that Marisa has married.

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At home, Marisa is busy arranging an unreasonable heart. Sleep without lena, eating even stronger. Eating becomes his restless impingement. I forgot the diet program. The shadow of Samuel's Sehun-like face continued to flash and tease in the mind.

"I'm being this weird, remember Samuel. Well, not Samuel. It's Muelita. Nah! Samuel's! Muelites! Samuel's! Muelites! Sam-aarrggh!" Marisa screamed to herself.

"Alright, I just feel worried about him. There was no other reason to think anything strange about her" Marisa said, trying to calm her heart.

The next morning Marisa hurriedly drove her car, sliding into Samuel's house. Along the way he began to curse himself for looking too flashy. More embarrassed to remember how this morning he combed and styled his hair well. Apply makeup that has been rarely touched, except when going to attend parties or important events. Spraying perfume on some body points. Wearing his best clothes. Very strange, he felt a little fatter today and for the first time began to be inferior with his size in front of Samuel.

Finally he came to Samuel's house. A house located in a housing complex that is quite elite. The houses there are very comfortable. The average has a spacious grassy yard and without a fence. The atmosphere of confusion is comfortable, clean, and has a good security system. Every guest who enters must pass a security check at the entrance gate of the complex.

'Oh look at my appearance. What's wrong with me? Why do I suddenly want to look beautiful in front of Samuel?' marisa murmured in her heart as she passed in front of the window of Samuel's house. For a moment he saw a shadow of himself on the glass window about one and a half meters high before knocking on the door of Samuel's house.

When the door opened, Samuel was seen standing in a white T-shirt and shorts.

"Hi, Ica! This half you coming? Wow, what a surprise," said Samuel.

"Am I interrupting?" ask Marisa.

"Absolutely not. Come in" Samuel asked.

"Come to the backyard. I was just about to eat the fish" asked Samuel without further ado.

Marisa followed Samuel to the fish pond in the back porch.

While Samuel was feeding her goldfish, Marisa sat on a long bench on the porch, occasionally tidying her hair with her fingers.

Through the tail of his eyes, Samuel watched Marisa who looked different. He looks like someone who is going on a date. Wearing a knee-high dark blue silk dress with a V collar model that is rather low to show a little part of the sensitive part in the chest area.

He also found it strange that Marisa suddenly became very concerned about her hairstyle. Hair that is usually rolled or tied just origin, is now left neatly scratched and combed. Marisa looks like singer Demi Lovato. Samuel smiled inwardly watching Marisa's awkward behavior with her own appearance.

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