My Bipolar Boy's

74. Battered

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After getting into the car, Mang Asep immediately run his car while looking for the location of the nearest pharmacy. Cahya who sat beside Bryan, he immediately opened his bag, for a few seconds looking for the object he was looking for finally met as well.

"It." Give it to Bryan.

Bryan just looked at her not understanding.

"Remove that blood patch of yours with this handkerchief." Clearly Cahya while thrusting the handkerchief.

Untaken, making Cahya sigh.

"Yes, come closer and let me remove the blood on your face."

The words brought Bryan closer to Cahya. Cahya who did not think that it would be this close even held her breath again a sign of nervousness.

"Why so close? Back off again, Yan." Speak as smooth as possible. Finally Bryan rewind his sitting position a few cm only, it again makes Cahya exhale heavily.

Not wanting to think about his current position, Cahya immediately grabbed Bryan's face to face it.

Trying as slow as possible so that Bryan did not feel the pain Cahya also refocused on the wound on Bryan's face. But he seemed to have a bit of trouble focusing, because the gaze that kept pointing at him made him nervous.

"Why?" One question escaped Cahya's lips.

But there's no reply.

Sighing patiently, Cahya resumed her activities that had been delayed.

Silent

No one's talking.

"Bryan's." Call Cahya as soon as you're done cleaning up the bloodstains on Bryan's face. But there is no reason to make Cahya have to look into Bryan's eyes.

Actually he was a little hesitant to call him Bryan back, but what can I do.

"Bryan" call Cahya slowly.

"Hm"

Finally there was a reply, but it was just a deheman who had no idea what he meant.

"Non, there's a pharmacy." Point Asep mang at a fairly large store. Cahya who had been staring at Bryan immediately turned her eyes to Asep's mang.

"Ooh, yes, manganese." Cahya replied while intending to get off the car but not yet the intention was carried out Cahya's hand was already held by the person next to her it made Cahya turn to her confused.

"Why?" Cahya asked as soon as she felt the clutches in her hands were tightening.

"Don't go." Hearing Bryan's words made Cahya smile knotty.

"Just for a second, I want to go to the pharmacy to buy medicine for your wounds." It was clear to Bryan.

"Can't." That stern remark just slid from Bryan's lips made Cahya sigh.

"All right, I'm staying here." Reply Cahya in the end, hearing her made Bryan smile thinly.

"Mang, can Cahya ask for help?" Ask the Bryan driver.

"May non, what would you like to ask for help?" Ask the nona.

"Please buy red medicine, bandages and antiseptics at the pharmacy."

"Can be non." Hearing him immediately Cahya took out a hundred thousand from her school bag and handed it to the driver.

At first the driver had refused, but Cahya insisted on using the money.

"No need non, use my money only," refused the driver because he was a bit hesitant to accept the money because the driver knew the nonanya was also not from the family is.

"It's okay mang, the money is saved just for the purposes of his family mang. So just use the money Cahya, yeah." Because it is not good to refuse the sincerity of the lady, the driver accepted it and decided to buy it.

And it did not escape the eyes of Bryan who had noticed the interaction between the prospective fiancee with the driver.

Blams

The car door closed leaving the two children adam who was struck by the silence.

"Ooh yeah, what were you fighting about?" Finally Cahya opened her voice as if she had just remembered about the thing she had wanted to ask that since.

But Bryan did not want to answer it at all to make Cahya smile understand.

"Well, if you don't want to answer. I won't force." In the end Cahya chose silence rather than forcing Bryan to tell the story. It looks like Bryan is talking about it.

Because confused about what to talk about, making things in the car quiet.

Till, until,

"Why are you avoiding me?" The question succeeded in making Cahya shocked. He did not expect that the person next to him realized that during this week he had indeed avoided it.

"Si.sia.pa who meng.avoid.mu." Although Cahya tried not to be nervous but in fact he could not avoid the nervousness.

"You." Simple but full of emphasis. Cahya shifted her eyes. Honestly, he did not want to avoid, but he was still nervous if he had to meet Bryan or Vino. Cahya did not open her voice until Asep came.

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The two of them had just arrived at Bryan's house. Moreover, seeing the bruises on Bryan's face that began to turn blue made Cahya worried.

At first, he wanted to take Bryan to the hospital. But basically stubborn, Bryan even rejected his proposal raw.

What can be done, Cahya also can not change Bryan's decision. About the question that had made their situation awkward now clear.

Because Cahya had apologized to Bryan about him who seemed to avoid Bryan. But he had explained that he did not intend to avoid, only he felt awkward if he had to meet face to face with Bryan or Vino.

Currently Bryan is being swept by Cahya into the house. As for the school bag is in the Asep mang.

And look now, Cahya tried hard to balance her body and Bryan's body so as not to fall.

As soon as the door opened, the voice of a woman's cry was immediately heard as she saw the figure of the child being exposed by the prospective daughter-in-law.

"Oh my god, Vino. Why did it get this way." Irena immediately approached her only son. He checked the condition of the battered son's face.

While Bryan grimaced a little as soon as he felt his mother's hand was accidentally tangled with bruises on his face.

"Already, mom. I'm okay." Irena was shocked when she heard her son's bass.

Irena immediately helps Cahya to greet Bryan heading to the sofa. "Sit down, let me get you some medicine."

But had not had time to stand from his position, Cahya first offered himself to take the p3k box.

"Let's just hail, ma. Mama just accompany Bryan."

Irena smiled. "Thank you, son of Cahya." Cahya nodded then walked towards the kitchen because her p3k box was there.

After finding her, Cahya immediately rushed towards the living room where Mama Irena and Bryan were there. But not to forget he brought a basin of ice water and a dry towel to compress the bruises on Bryan's face.

"This is the p3k box, ma." Cahya thrust the p3k box on Mama Irena then put the basin and towel on the table.

"Why is this so? What are you doing up to this bonyok face?" Such a thick worried tone sounded in Bryan and Cahya's ears.

Cahya smiled as she felt how worried a mother's figure was about her child. It was a feeling of longing that began to seep into his heart, so remembering the attention his parents had given him first.

Now he can only remember but will never feel it again. But he should not be sad, because surely his parents will also follow sad. He believes that even now his parents are happy up there, so he must also be happy.

"Ouch.slow down ma.sick..It's." Ringis Bryan because of her mother's hand that pressed her wound a little hard.

"Either if you already know sick, why still like to do mein kayak gini."

Bryan used to come home like this. Even worse. The answer given by her instead made Irena suppress the rough wound of her son.

How not? People are asked 'why can I think of gini?' Bryan's answer was 'Obsolutely, boys. Mama do not need to bother doing gini, at most later also healed itself.'

With ease he said that even though Irena was worried half dead. So don't blame Irena if her child's injuries increase. The thing that is feared is even relaxed like this.

Cahya tried to hold back her laughter as soon as she saw the small debate between the mother and the child. Somehow Bryan's usual cold and sad face can turn funny while being treated by his mother.

How not? If Bryan himself until grimacing so when answering the question posed by his mother. You see, answered casually even too casually to make Mama Irena anxious herself with her only son.

After it was cleared of blood, Irena's mother's phone rang making the owner forced to pick it up.

The one who called was her beloved husband.

"Assalamualaikum, yes pa. What's up?"

"Wa'alaikumsalam, can you come with papa not out of the country?"

"Now?"

"Yes, now. Mama can't come?"

"But Bryan is hurt, pa. It's also just finished mama's clean up the wound."

"Why Bryan? How can you get hurt? What papa cancel just work out of his country."

"Don't pa, papa can't if mama doesn't come with papa this time."

"If you're not coming, papa must be having trouble there. Is there anyone at home?"

"Well, what do you do, pa? There's Cahya here too."

"Mama asked for help with Cahya, let her take care of Bryan first. Let's call Ibram later to keep Bryan until we get home."

"Okay mom agrees. Mama's going there now."

"Yes, ma. But Asep's mange is not here?"

"Yes pa. Later mom delivered with Asep mang. Okay, wait a minute, yeah."

"Liver's day on the road, Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam." As soon as the call was over, Irena looked at her son with a sad face. Bryan who saw the look on his mother's face scrunched his forehead. "Mama why?"

"Mama just called papa, she said she told him to call papa abroad. But how are you? When you live alone, let alone you are sick like this."

Bryan just ber'Oh' ria made Irena exhale deeply.

"Bryan can take care of himself. Bryan's not a kid anymore, ma."

"But my mom is worried."

Cahya is just a spectator. He himself was confused as to what to respond with.

...Attention...

Will be told to take care of Bryan or not the Cahya? If so, what is the atmosphere between the two of them, huh?

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