I'm Not Tarzan

25 . Meow!

Tama groaned in pain by holding her left shoulder. The new oil smeared by his Grandma was so painful in his sprained left hand.

Nek Imah stood up, but Tama sighed, closing the medium-sized bottle by turning slowly.

Tama who was lying down, grimacing sitting straightened her left hand.

"Tomorrow you'll download it." Nek Imah by putting grease oil on Tama's study table.

Tama's textbooks while still in school, are still arranged on it.

"But Grandma?" Tama again grimaced, her hand felt more pain than last night after falling from the car that will carry the Rambutan Fruit.

"Lucky not from the Tama tree." Nek Imah stroked Tama's head.

"Before you wake up, Mr. Amin went home. Grandma said your hands still hurt." Nek Imah massaged Tama's left shoulder slowly.

Tama grimacing.

"Sir Amin said what, Grandma?" By holding it near his neck. Resist pain.

"So Mr. Amin wanted to keep you on duty! But when you see you're still lying down, go straight back home!"

" Mister Amin's message, if you have recovered, renew it immediately, !" Nek Imah stopped her massage.

The sound of meowing the puham was heard, and it was seen from behind the door of the room that opened a little. The boy immediately jumped on the bed.

Tama grimaced back as the head of the puham hit his hand.

"Knee! You hungry?" Nek Imah holds the puham.

"The voice is, yes, Grandma," said Tama saw her favorite cat.

Then he saw the clock on the wall of his room. Had passed the time of rest if He had been on duty.

"Sir, Tama's watch is dead?" tanyanya. It looks like he just fell asleep.

"It wasn't Tama's dead watch. You're the one who came home early with sick hands." Nek Imah coincided with the sound of meowing the puham.

"Miss!"

Tama almost stood up with Nek Imah looking at the door.

The voice of Ginsul from the front of the house.

Puham returned to meowing.

"Grandma!"

Tama stood looking at her Grandma.

"Yes Gins!" Nek Imah came out holding the puham.

Tama misbehaved, his heart began to rumble, making him sit back on the mattress.

His grandmother and ginsul's voice were so familiar it sounded. Looking back at the clock of his room, lying on his needle no harder than his heartbeat.

Almost heartbroken, seeing his Grandma go into the room that he thought was Ginsul.

"Ginsul's home, Grandma?" Ask slowly, like worried.

Her voice sounded outside the room.

"After waiting for you outside." Nek Imah smiled, then went back out of the room.

Tama grimaced without making a sound, standing carrying her sick hand with her right hand.

His footsteps felt completely sprained as he approached the door of the room. His hands were so hesitant to open the curtains that covered the door of his room.

Even in his heart, he was so happy to hear Ginsul's voice. But Ginsul who was angry with him that made him hesitate to meet him.

The voice of the puham sounded again, Tama immediately saw his feet on the white and black head of the cat.

Tama closed her eyes, as if hoping to be able to ventured to tell Ginsul everything.

"Yes!"

Almost boughtak Tama opened her eyes quickly.

"Yes Grandma!" By exiting the room. Her Grandma's call from the kitchen was like the answer to her wish just now.

His eyes were immediately pitted against Ginsul who was sitting.

With a stiff smile, Ginsul watched with a sullen face.

"From Gins's?" Tanya was unconscious.

Ginsul.

Tama smiled, realizing what she had just asked.

"Going to school or going to Gins?" Tama saw the uniform Ginsul was wearing.

Ginsul's answer was hidden only in his eyes.

Tama grimaced, He forgot with his sick hand. Again standing in the middle of the bedroom door after his shoulder was laid on the door frame.

Ginsul again melengos.

"I'm just sprained, maybe tomorrow I can do another job." Tama is enduring her hand pain.

"I'm not here to see you, I didn't even know you fell."

Tama was stunned staring fixedly at Ginsul's face. He seems to have mistaken her, but Ginsul is still angry with him.

Tama shed her eyes, then went into the room. Followed by Ginsul's pouting gaze.

With laziness and pain in his hands, he lay on his back straightening his hands.

Suddenly his heart ached more than his left hand, looking at Ginsul's attitude just now. While he felt he did not do what Ginsul accused to make him angry.

In annoyance he closed his eyes.

The sound of footsteps approached him.

"Sir, Tama is still sleepy" he said with his eyes closed.

Tama again grimaced with her eyes closed, as her hands felt in her grasp.

The sound of footsteps rang out to him, but quickly approached again.

"Miss, Tama's still sleepy."

What he often said if his grandmother woke him up.

"If Ginsul has gone home, the door of Tama's room is closed Nek," he said again.

But only the sound of meowing the puham from the kitchen was telling him.

Tama opened her eyes, stretching back her body.

His eyes were about to slash, and immediately sat down. Then grimaced pain against his hand that hit the wood cot.

Grimacing looking at Ginsul who was sitting on the chair facing him.

" So, before entering the house, Mr. Amin passed by from your house, and said you fell out of the car last night."

Tama was stunned for a moment still holding her own hand.

"What is it, Tama?"

Tama nodded silently. It seems he did not expect that Ginsul visited him with still having anger in his heart.

"I just slipped." It's like trying to explain last night's events.

"But your hand stays down." Ginsul saw the Tanganya.

"Kyra has already given me the medicine" explained Tama pointing with her eyes towards her study table.

But Ginsul does not see it. just pay attention to Tama without a smile.

Tama took her breath.

" Where does anyone tell you to download Fruits, I'll climb Gins." Tama looked into Ginsul's eyes.

"Because it's my job, after all Kyra our schoolmate Gins, "he said again.

Ginsul turned his face away.

"Yes, Tama. We were just friends." Ginsul by looking at Tama.

"Then I like you and love you. Are you the same Tama?"

Tama nodded slowly.

Ginsul smiles but looks beautiful.

"Then we're dating, right?"

Tama nodded back.

Ginsul sighed.

"And is that something that Kyra couldn't have experienced? As friends of Tama's."

Tama terangu, look Ginsul's eyes felt piercing his heart.

"I don't know Gins?" Look outside the window.

"What I think, when I was with Kyra and her friends. I feel restless."

Tama pursed her lips.

Slowly re-open.

"When I climb, I just remember you. Like a fantasy." Tama laughed to herself.

"Looks like I can give you a chiki and a comedy ride ... Your face is like an energy to me." Tama smiled little.

"I don't know Gins?"

Tama immediately fell silent.

The voice of the mother was heard from behind the door and jumped straight into the bed. Tama also held it with the right tag. Takes the puham leaning at his feet.

"While Kyra's face was close, it couldn't make my hand hold tightly to the car," she said stroking the head of the girl.

Tama keeps stroking the head of the puham. His beloved cat was like spoiled lying closed. Just a little smile.

The sound of hasty steps out of the room, his hands stopped stroking. Looking at the new bedroom curtains in Ginsul.

His heart felt the pain from above the tall twig.

Sighing heavily, his hands ached back.

Slowly get up from the bed.

Meow!!

Tama screamed in pain, her hand accidentally pierced the tail of the puham. Lucky quickly pulled his hand before the quail bit him, but was hit by his claws.

"Your name?"

Nek Imah at the door.

"False name Nek," he said with pain in both hands.

"Ginsul?"

Nek Imah entered like checking the room.

"Meow the Grandma." Just go out of the room.

Nek Imah widened her lips, then tidied up the bed sheet Tama.

Meow, which is meant by Tama, of course, the sound of cats jumping from the mattress and running out of the room if they hear Tama coming or the sound of Nek Imah cooking in the kitchen.

Meow!

The voice of Puham was heard.

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