JUST A CRASH - BUTTERFLY CROSSING
13. Resolutions
Shuji stared at the river in front of him with a serene face. A high school boy who truant and is upset with his school life, sits on the grass not far from Shuji's position.
The high school girl glanced at Shuji who looked so poetic. That guy must have his own problem. Is correct. When I grow up, I will definitely be dealing with something more difficult.
The high school girl pondered and thought that her skipping school was an incorrect attitude. After making up her mind, the high school girl brought her bag, and went to school.
A few minutes after the high school girl left, Shuji chuckled. Of course, he was not silent to contemplate life.
He was rolling back the events that happened since yesterday, and stopped at the point where when Orange said that the person who yesterday was not his girlfriend.
“Hehe... Hahaha!” Shuji laughed and nodded. Of course, Sweet is not such a person—he is loving, gentle, a cook, and the main—setia.
Where does Shuji know? He doesn't know.
But he believed that the orange was a loyal man. If Shuji becomes his partner later, ah, happiness is immeasurable.
Shuji took out the debit card that Orange had given him earlier, and thought quickly. At this time, Orange must have started its work activities.
Shuji walked into the shopping mall after thinking about what he would buy with this money.
Although the N region was not as lively as the major cities and capitals, this place remained crowded. Shuji walks towards the pharmacy, but is stopped when he sees her appearance from the shop window.
He wants to meet an orange like this?
Shuji squinted his eyes.
Standing between the two shops, he glanced at the branded clothing store, then at the cheap clothing store next to him.
As a quality couple, I have to be smart to manage money. Plus, this hot money in his hand was the result of Orange sweat. He could not imagine how many tears of blood were shed for the sake of these five thousand won, hiks.
In addition to her coat, Shuji wraps around her other clothes and replaces them with matching colored t-shirts and trousers. Shuji turned to the convenience store and bought a comb and hair gel before roughing his hair in a public toilet.
“Better,” Shuji nodded looking at her look in the mirror. He took out a cheap little perfume that he felt smelled quite decent out of plastic. For a long time, this was the first time that Shuji used a parfum.
Shuji rewrapped the items he bought into the plastic. Cheap stuff that Shuji would never write the lyrics he packed carefully.
This stuff is bought with sweet money.
Shuji came out of the toilet like everyone else, with neat hair and clean clothes without tangling.
*Although not severe, if allowed to cough it will be serious. *Shuji walks into the pharmacy with a serious face.
Standing in front of the counter, he researched the products offered by the pharmacist.
“Made from what is this?” Shuji lifted the green box that he often saw the ad.
“Do you have allergies? You can rest easy, this drug is commonly used and suitable for all circles—.”
“No, I asked if this medicine is made of animal or natural.?”.
The apothecary asked for the medicine back in Shuji's hands and checked the composition. “This one has his animal mixture." he raised his face like he remembered something. "Are you a vegetarian?”
Although a little, but sometimes there are some customers who come looking for drugs without animal content in it.
Shuji thought of an orange that could not accept just any food. “People are sick with flu.. he coughs, and yes, if you can want one for vegetarian.”
“Oh, has the cough been a long time?” ask the pharmacist again.
“..No, just today. The cough is also not severe, only once.”
“So? If so I recommend this only.” The pharmacy clerk took out a candy for sore throat, "Because it contains pure herbs, the price is rather expensive.”
The pharmacist mentioned a line of prices that directly made Shuji lunglai. “Forget it, I can't buy it.” Shuji begins to regret himself buying clothes and other items. What's the matter if she comes to work in a mess? At least he could buy medicine!
“Oh..,” The pharmacist is not offended at all and proposes. “If for a cough why not just make it? Mixing honey and ginger water can help relieve cough and sore throat. If the cough is new, it can be relieved with yuzu tea." pause, "If you want, across there are those who sell honey water. The seller is of Turkic descent, and he shares many herbal remedies that are cheaper.” Not many local people want to buy drugs/products abroad, so the pharmacist does not mind at all to give recommendations. And again, the man in front of him looks not going to buy because he does not have money— do good once in a while.
“I understand."
Shuji chatted for a while then walked out of the pharmacy and went to the place the pharmacist pointed at.
**
During the afternoon break, Orange felt his body condition began not to improve. He began to be unable to hold back his cough and walked over to his manager, asking for permission to rest from tomorrow's will be berabe if the disease is transmitted to the elderly he guards.
The manager gave permission for two days, if after that it does not improve, Jingga can tell it further.
Out after asking for permission, Jingga saw Yuka— one of her close friends who is a local and one of the staff who works one shift with her.
The short-haired woman approached half-run towards him.
“Jin-ga!”
“What's up?”
“There are people looking for you.” Yuka said with sparkling eyes, her radiance showed obvious curiosity.
“Searching for me? Who?”
“A boy.” Yuka shook her head, not having time to ask what her name was.
Shuji's figure is implied in the mind of the Orange. “Thank you very much. Where is he now?”
“Di receptionist.” Yuka followed behind. “Ne, who is it? Your boyfriend?” Yuka is happy to think that Orange has a boyfriend. They can double date on holiday!
“Not my girlfriend. Don't say anything weird.” The word orange slowly.
Manyun yuka. “Why? Oh, can't you date too?” Yuka who is close to Orange knows a little about the life of Orange. There were a lot of things that Orange had to avoid, so he always asked.
“Can be in say so.”
“Uwah.. if I can't possibly hold back.” Yuka shook her head slowly.
Orange smile, “Sama, many people who can not control themselves. It's humanized.”
“Then you're great can survive.”
“Zenzen.” Orange refused the compliment and arrived at the receptionist. Looking at Shuji, looking different from when they parted in the morning.
He was having a light conversation with the receptionist who was having lunch.
“Shuji?”
Hearing the call, like a pomeranian who heard his master calling, Shuji immediately stood up and smiled beamingly. “Sweet, I've been waiting for you.”
“……”
“!!!”
All the staff present rounded their eyes to see and witness. Who does not know if Sweet is the last name of Orange?
But because of the different customs, they realized that the one who called out the Orange in a different way must be the one who was very close to him!
Although his clothes look cheap—except his coat and shoes—the face of the young man in front of them looks so bright.
Yuka pushed up the orange shoulder and winked one eye at the Orange.
Orange: ….
Let alone the shocked. I was shocked too. Who is this smiling man in front of him? The orange is unknown!
The orange walks stiffly and pulls Shuji's coat sleeve to get out of the building.
Shuji even looked down to greet each staff before following Jingga out. Don't forget the smile that hangs.
“What are you doing?” Orango thinks his patience is being tested. “Come here... do you know that your attitude makes people misunderstand?”
Shuji in front of him did not show any meaningful expression. But his eyes did not directly look into the eyes of Orange.
“...” Stupid me, Orange thought.
Why could he think that Shuji was a man who was always expressionless? Even in silence he can provoke pity if he wants to.
The man in front of him just stood still and lowered his head, even though his face was flat, one would think that Orange was bullying him!
“I'll change your money.”
“Not that the point.” Although still with a soft voice, the orange tone was full of pressure. Orange glanced at his watch. Goody. He is sick, has not had lunch, has not prayed, people now misunderstand that he has a partner—a misunderstanding that is not expected, and now he spends time?
Orange closed his eyes and turned around. He walked quickly and sat on a bench in the front garden of the building. Whatever, lah. Even angry he can't. Jingga was sure that she turned around and looked at Shuji; she felt sorry for him.
Looking at the emotionless orange, Shuji was confused. But that didn't stop him from following.
As Jingga sat on the bench, Shuji did not dare to sit next to her and just stood up.
“You angry?” ask Shuji slowly. The tone was flat, but the orange seemed to be able to detect a sad feeling.
Orange, you must be crazy. “....” The woman chose not to answer.
“I'm sorry.” Shuji.
Pardon you? Sorry for what! “Oh yes? What is your fault?”
“……”
“You don't know either, right?” Orange frowned. In retrospect, Shuji was not wrong. Orange gave the card, and it was Shuji's business to buy; even when he came here, Shuji didn't say he was Orange's girlfriend and so on. But—
“... Sorry for spending your money.” Said Shuji again. “... And come here without telling you.”
“...” Hearing those sincere words, Orange could not be angry for long.
“But you gave me this card," Shuji wet his lips. "I took advantage of every yen and didn't throw it away at all.” Shuji. “If I bring my phone and have your number, I will definitely send a message before coming here.”
“....” The orange took a long breath. It is true he gave the card, but at least there is a sense of appreciation—ah, is not it.
What does it mean to send a message before you get here? Isn't the important point is 'request permission' ? Why from Shuji's words does it seem that this man did not ask permission, but instead reported and came straight away?
The orange heard the rustling sound of grass, and a pair of shoes were seen standing in front of it.
“Do not get angry again.” Shuji looked seriously at her with his black eyes. “You said what made you angry. I'll fix it.”
Orange opened his mouth to explain, but felt something was wrong with this conversation.
Why do they talk as if they were a couple?
Orange felt she got into the trap many times—maybe this was just her feeling alone??
“...You said you used every yen? You bought anything?” why does the orange sound like a wife asking for an explanation?
The orange no longer understands.
Hearing that, Shuji directly poked the contents of the paper bag in his forgotten hand. The paper bag looks pretty big. Shuji pulled out a thermos tumblr from the inside. “This warm honey water mix ginger.” Said Shuji slowly. “You've been coughing since this morning. I admit I was wrong, I should have bought medicine before I bought new clothes.” Shuji said slowly. Explain seriously that he is not spending money arbitrarily.
He explained how he tried to look neat so that Orange was not embarrassed in front of his coworkers had acquaintances like him.
“I bought honey, lemon, and powdered ginger as well. For the water, you can only brew yourself.” Shuji placed a smaller paper bag next to the Orange.
“This one.” Shuji pointed at the flask. “This is a special herb concoction, you can calm down, the person said this..” Shuji frowned at the thought of a term called the seller of Turkic descent. “Tell him this is halal.” although he does not understand what it means, Shuji accepts the seller's suggestion and says it.
After explaining, he saw Orange silently staring at his belongings.
I've guessed. Shuji was sorry. Could he still be mistaken? Thinking of the possibility that the seller cheated him on the cheap price— made Shuji growled. This is the money of orange.
“..Or I this stuff go home and..”.
“Thanks.”
“Ah?”
“Thanks.” The word orange slowly.
Shuji sees a smile that he thought would never be shown to him, reflected on Orange's face.
"—What does it mean now that you're not angry anymore?” Shuji stood straight up.
“...I'm still mad you came here without permission.”
“Oh.” Shuji's shoulders went down. Her flat face was looking around—indicating restlessness.
Orange laughed slowly watching. “Therefore I give you my number, so you can call me.”
“?” Shuji turned his head. “You will give me your phone number?”
“Hmm.”
“Oke.” Shuji nodded quickly, “You can mention.” He was afraid of the orange changing his mind.
The orange that was about to take the paper and pen inside was shocked to hear that. “You sure?”
The question was like a humiliation to Shuji. “Tell me.” Said him while frowning.
“+8149…,”
Shuji listened carefully. Her serious face looks adorable. With a jovial feeling the stranger Orange muttered, I have actually gone mad.
Jingga mentioned for the second time that Shuji refused. Like the superior exemplary student in the class, he immediately mentioned the phone number Orange without any mistakes.
“You really instantly memorized!” seeing the admiration emanated from the eyes of the Orange, Shuji refrained from jumawa— which was impossible for him to endure.
“I was already smart from before.”
“Mm.” The orange nodded its head.
Shuji glanced around before saying grudgingly. “I go home first,” his eyebrows even to fall, like he felt a very dear thing because he could not wait for Orange to finish work and go home together.
The orange cannot help a smile. “Mm. Is the money still there?”
The orange tone sounded like a lover who was worried that his partner was lacking something, imagining it made Shuji ashamed. But of course his face was still flat. Shuji nodded. “Still no.”
“OK, then be careful.”
“I'll be careful.” Shuji nodded again.
But he didn't leave immediately. He looked at Orange seriously, waiting maybe there are other farewell words—think of me at home, dream of me, and so on—for example.
This time it was a confused orange. Is there anything left?
Seeing no signs of it, Shuji breathed a sigh of regret. “I'm home. Dah.”
“Mm. Dah.”
Shuji wants to stay longer, but if he interrupts, the precious orange break time will be wasted. Although a little, if the rest of the time can be used to rest—sleep during the day for example, for the sake of health Orange, why not.
The orange comes back inside with a flask and a paper bag containing lemon, ginger, and a bottle of honey.
The staff who saw it just stared at the meaningful orange. This time Orange just smiled in response, without objection.
He put the rest of the items in the locker and gulped down the contents of the flask. Guess what the contents are because it tastes more than honey and ginger water.
'Maybe I can visit where Shuji bought this.' although the effect does not immediately affect, Orange felt his body fit again just by accepting all of this.
Jingga prayed, and spent the rest of her rest time for lunch.
In the dinghy drinking water from Shuji's delivery, Orange thought about the man again. They are different, in terms of beliefs, customs and culture as well as citizenship.
But Jingga doesn't know when she can find one like Shuji.
“….Even so, I should still explain it to Shuji.” Orange mumbles slowly. He does not want to force Shuji to change, nor does Jingga want to violate his life principles. The only way is to be honest and find a way out.
What kind of way out? Orange did not know, he did not dare to think about it deeply.
If it doesn't work out, there's only farewell waiting in front of them.
The restlessness of the earlier orange gradually subsided.
