METHANOIA

First Kiss

"Give aunty time.3 months, Patra."

Aunt Sana looked at Patra who was sitting on the bone white sofa. Together with the two, a middle-aged woman in her almost 50s, wearing a doctor's suit was sitting on a chair, behind a table with the nameplate of Dr. Alya Gunawan, Director. The middle-aged woman looked at Patra with a sharp look. Silent yet quite piercing. Clearly dominance came out from the look of his old eyes that still looked strong. Alya Gunawan, RS director and grandmother of Sasha. Sharp highlight plus the distinctive aroma of herbal medicines, out in the carefree corner of Alya Gunawan's office. Although she has a famous director and surgeon, Alya prefers herbal medicine methods for her. That was why he consumed more herbal drinks and used the aroma of herbal therapy for his room. As it is now, the bargamot mingles with mint, simply making the breath feel fresh when entering the office space of Alya Gunawan.

"At this time, Auntie's sister in Singapore is renovating the family's private apartment. After completion, Aunt plans to bring Sasha there for treatment. Then, by then, this agreement will be over. Aunty promise." said Aunt Sana.

Patra just bowed in silence. He did not expect if his desire to be free, culminating in the actions of Sasha who again wanted to commit suicide. In addition, Alya Gunawan intervened. To be honest, Patra did not have enough courage against Alya Gunawan. They rarely meet, but every meeting must be when Sasya is in a state of drop. And, it obviously made a pretty bad point of view from Alya towards Patra.

"That's all you can ask for help with. Sasha's grandmother also agreed to this idea." Aunt Sana turned to Alya.

"From the beginning, I also did not particularly agree with this method of engagement. But I try to think positively. And the result remains disappointing. I am grateful that you have the intention to help our family. For the last time, we ask for your help. Three months. And after that, please do what you want." explained Alya Gunawan.

-oOo

After undergoing a stifling tight conversation, Patra could only fall silent, stranded in a corner of the RS cafeteria. Enjoying a glass of coffee and a slice of sandwich bread accompanied his daydream. Three months. It was a short time. But Patra remained anxious. In fact, even though he has no obligations to Sasha, he still wants to help Sasha. Sasha's family was also the closest of her late parents.

But, really... Patra's pretty tired. At first, he thought the same as a lot of people. Love can grow because it is used to it. However, this case did not apply to him and Sasha. The more Patra tried to love Sasha, the more engrossed she felt. Moreover, after his sudden encounter with Zeline lately.

"The rainy season is coming" Patra stared at the rain that started to come down, drenching the ground.

Zeline, looks so strong her aura in a white coat. Even so, in the position of hair drooping and carrying his bag, waiting for rain like now is enough to make Patra's chest churn. Wait... what?

Patra just realized, if he had been staring at Zeline. Also true. Zeline is sitting in the lobby waiting. He seemed to be sitting there waiting quite uneasily. Looking at Zeline, it made her chest pound even more. Only three months left. So, can he match the girl?

Unknowingly, Patra's body was moved. He bought a new cup of hot coffee and took it to where Zeline was sitting. With his instincts, he thrust the hot coffee cup towards Zeline. Zeline looked up, her ponytail hair swaying as she moved. Before long, his two wide, rounded brown eyes were stunned at Patra.

"Patra..." she shrieked with a distinctive voice in fact, revealing Patra's longing for her.

"Lo's busy?" ask Patra.

"It's coming home, anyway... ."

"Gue go to the cafe?" patra Tawal.

"Rain."

"Gue bring more raincoats."

Zeline nodded steadily. No pleasantries. "okay."

-oOo

The atmosphere of Cafe Book owned by Payra, is still the same as before. It is still quiet and quite crowded. This book cafe is quite famous among young people. Zeline has read reviews on social media, Cafe Book is the number three tongkrongan that is crowded and much in demand.

"I'm sorry I've been ignoring elo lately."

Zeline checked her phone. WA to Patra has not changed. "Well.. kind of ignored, anyway.sampe elo block me."

Patra cringing. "Huh?"

Patra checked her phone and fiddled with it for a moment before it fell apart. Zeline contacts are indeed included in the block list. But, Patra never blocked Zeline's number. Instead, Patra thought, Zeline started to stay away. So, Patra got upset and walked away. Patra was silent for a long time and recalled that while at RS, Sasha once fiddled with her phone. What possible... The sasha?

"Your engagement... is it healthy?"

Patra looked at Zeline then nodded at a glance, "Better." Ah, Patra's forehead feels like a throbbing pain. Giddy. He was still thinking about who blocked Zeline's number on his phone. Well, it's clear and certain. Sashas. That is, Sasha knows about Zeline.

Zeline looked at Patra with a confused expression, "Are you okay?" ask Zeline.

Patra let out a small sigh, "At least fit."

Patra looked at Zeline in silence. The sentence he had arranged in his brain, had to evaporate for a moment just because of the matter of 'block contact'. To be honest, Patra was worried about herself.

"I guess not now.. I'm anter home first, huh?" patra Tawal.

Zeline frowning. He who was quite enthusiastic suddenly became disappointed to find Patra's response just now. The girl finished a drink that had not even been served five minutes. Luckily he didn't order food. Could choke to death he hurriedly finished it. At the end of his gulp, he put the glass down in annoyance then nodded, asserting Patra's proposal to 'go home'.

-oOo

Along the way, they were silent. It was no longer the rain that made them speechless, but the thoughts of each other. Zeline clutched her bag instead of holding Patra's body. He chose to hold back when the pace of Patra's motorbike went up and down, making his body several times almost hit Patra's back. Withstands. He's holding back. He seemed to be determined to withstand the sanctity of the non- 'mahrom'. Sigh!

A half-hour drive to his house, enough to make Zeline's body like being hit by a truck! It's stiff! It hurts!

"Still." said Zeline while still holding her bag as soon as she got off Patra's bike.

"Content with blocking the number."

Zeline commented on the small smile, "No problem."

"Gue unplug. And. happy rest." said Patra who was greeted with a small nod Zeline.

And, Patra's motorbike was speeding through the dark of night, leaving Zeline glued to her position. Slowly, his hand fell from the arms of the bag while sighing long. The afternoon was short, though it was like a long one. More precisely, a wasted evening. He thinks he'll make any progress with Patra. In fact, only had time to discuss the block number. Huh!

Wait... What did he expect???

"Zeline!"

"Amkk!!!"

Zeline squeaked in surprise when a voice suddenly shocked her. Zeline glared at Muta who had suddenly appeared from behind her. His face looked pias showing annoyance.

"Eh, cuckoo! Shock me!" omelette Zeline.

"Lo still in touch with her?"

"It just so happened to meet at the hospital."

Mutual frowned, "Kayak felt fate really met random in RS."

"What do you mean, anyway? Her fiance is sick. I was taken to the hospital where I was interning. Incidentally, her fiance's grandmother, the director at the RS."

"Amazing destiny" Mutual explained. "In fact, she's engaged, still your destiny is so bad."

"No need to start, lo. ." Zeline scolded. "We're better, nih!"

"Then we will have a big fight again" said Reksa firmly.

"I mean lo-."

Not yet Zeline continued her sentence, Muta silenced her with a rough kiss on her lips. Mutual ******* discharged Zeline lips that have not had time to convolve. Haven't been able to escape. In fact, I haven't even refused!

"Hmmmphh!"

Zeline is almost out of breath facing mutual frantic kiss. He only knows, Reksa's burly hand gripped firmly at his nape, making it even harder for him to curl from the mutual confines. The mutual is getting stronger and more intense ***** Zeline's lips, ignoring Zeline's moans. Mutuals are ready to face the worst possible sari of his friendship with Zeline. He doesn't care. He just wants to fight!

-oOo

TB