Love For Fella

Advice From Arska

Fella's brain seems to have recorded the things she experienced earlier, so she can get to the hospital even she can still remember. Because when his eyes opened, his consciousness was still as thin as paper, making his memory of Arska come back.

He opened his eyes many times to look around him, looking for the man he missed so much. Rubbing his eyes that feel so heavy.

"My eyes why get rich in the sting of gini bees anyway" he told himself. His swollen eyes were still very clearly visible.

The room felt so quiet, no one was there. Fella tried to sit up, her head was throbbing because of it.

"God is very sick." His hand held his head pressed a little so that the pain was reduced.

"What do I look like now? Must be ugly. Fortunately Arska is not here, try if there is one. Must've been in a bully abis-out the same guy ngeselin it." His muttering voice rang out in the silence that almost filled the room.

Fella's head looked up, and her heart was almost dislodged as Arska suddenly stood beside her bed with her hands crossed in front of her chest. The man's eyes looked at Fella deeply, with lips tightly pursed.

"Arska." Fella's voice sounded very small.

Arska flinched with her flat facial expression. He tried to put his serious face so that Fella really knew if he was very worried about the state of the girl. Fella was of course misbehaved by the actions of her lover who looked at her with an annoyed yet serious face. So she decided to cover up her embarrassment, so Fella lay back down and pulled the blanket over her head.

No matter if the pulsation in the head becomes more and more because he is lying down violently.

"Nyeremin is still handsome. I'm getting more love." Fella was still mumbling quietly inside the blanket. I hope Arska doesn't hear it.

Suddenly Fella felt someone touch her arm because indeed Arska was touching the tip of her index finger on the arm of the girl.

"If you're still in the blanket, I'll go home." threatened Arska.

Arska's words successfully made the blanket that had covered Fella's entire body open wide, Fella showed her pouting face.

"Don't." whine with his hand pulled Arska's arm.

"It turns out that sick people still have energy too." ledek Arska still with the same facial expression, the guy did not show his friendly face.

"Evil." Fella started to release her hand from Arska's arm.

"If I'm evil, where will I take care of you."

"My head is still sick Arska, don't nag mulu." complained Fella while holding her head which is really still sore.

"Then eat!" arska's orders.

"bitter."

"Then let me call Aunt Merry, let her take care of you."

"OKAY. I eat." Fella blocks Arska's arm from leaving.

Arska approached and massaged Fella's temple. The girl smiled faintly finding Arska's hand on her head.

They kept quiet, Arska still focused on her activities, and Fella enjoyed what her lover did to her head. The two felt each other's presence, after a few days of not seeing each other.

"Don't do anything silly anymore, baby." Arska initiates the conversation. "Running around and hiding won't solve the problem. In human life, there is not only one problem. As long as we are alive, as long as we are still breathing, as long as our lives are still attached to our bodies, there will be a problem" Arska said.

"If you face only one problem you will run, how do you solve it." Arska.

Fella was silent for a moment to hear the advice of her lover. Without any intention to interrupt. He also felt guilty for his childish attitude.

Pulling Arska's hand still on her head, Fella clasped her lover's hand tightly. "Sorry," he said. Suppresses the desire not to cry.

"I'm always sorry for your silly actions, stop worrying others. Okay!" Arska landed a sweet kiss on Fella's forehead, in fact she also felt guilty because of her busyness she always ignored Fella.

"I don't know why I did that. I just feel like you're getting further away from me, I'm scared."

Arska sits on the edge of Fella's bed. Her free hand now gently stroked Fella's head.

"I love and love you. You know that, right? I'm sorry I've been too busy lately and I rarely tell you. Compared to everything I do, I always think clearly first. Since I only have one woman I have to defend, I have to take care of. I want to be the best for you, graduate with perfect grades and hold a degree as a bachelor. Got a decent job so I can justify you with my own hard work, without depending on the parents anymore." Arska's words were so long, he wanted to explain everything in detail, so that the girl who was now in front of him would no longer think anything of him and act silly like this again.

Fella seemed to want to cry, as she listened to Arska's explanation. His actions were so ridiculous that he was unable to think clearly anymore. All he thought about was, if he was sick and would not seek treatment, surely Arska would be the first to meet him and his desire to meet his lover would be realized. Even though they are one campus does not rule out the possibility that they rarely meet.

"Don't cry anymore, please.your eyes are already swollen rich in bee stings are just as queen."

Fella suddenly covered her face in shame, she forgot that when she was sick she was just busy crying and thinking negative things continued towards her fiance.

Arska just grinned at the behavior of her lover. Then he picks up food on the table, intending to feed Fella.

On the sidelines of the bribing activity, Arska occasionally pinched Fella's cheek because she felt anxious. The man had only been seeing his lover for a few days, but his longing was overflowing. Choosing to attach importance to his ego compared to his feelings of longing.

"Don't keep thinking about me." Fella protested when she realized that Arska was watching her.

"Why?"

"I'm ashamed, we didn't see each other much before. Once you meet see my condition is rich gini. Pathetic."

"Eatya don't cry anymore, if Bella same Faya knows. You're gonna have to bully all-out."

"I'm rich because of you!" Fella was getting upset with the pressure she was showing her.

Arska laughed, hearing Fella's honest words. The man returned to feed the food that was still in his grip.