Nandithas

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Gunadh wakes up with his head still feeling heavy. He had no idea how many alcoholic drinks had stopped in his body last night.

"Ssshhh" He nodded while holding his head.

Actually he was reluctant to rise, but the pressure of his full bladder forced to be immediately removed.

Slowly, Gunadh stepped into the bathroom. Finishing his business in there, while remembering what he did while drunk.

'was I raving last night huh?' ask in the heart.

"Mas," called Nandita from the outside, surprising her who had only been looking at herself in front of the mirror.

"Yes dear ... A moment."

"Bathletes? Doesn't he hurt his head anymore?" Nandita asked behind the door.

Gunadh opens the bathroom door, finding his girlfriend already in neat clothes.

"Where from?" Ask Gunadh.

"Even after buying this," Nandita lifted a small paper bag that she carried.

"Mas hasn't had a shower? Still have a headache?" Again the girl repeated the same question, because Gunadh had not given her an answer.

"Still feeling heavy yank ...." Hearing that, Nandita again checked Gunadh's body temperature. He wanted to see if his girlfriend had a fever or not.

"Yes, I'll take the shower, mas. I've bought medicine, and spent the breakfast first, finished it take medicine yes, let's get well." Like a mother who seduced her son while sick, Nandita even led Gunadh from the bathroom door to the bed.

Gunadh feels his girl looks different today. His demeanor was so gentle, as if he was guarding a crystal stone that was easily broken.

Gunadh eats bread and warm drinks that are ready on the nightstand.

"Why? Segitinya see mas," he said misbehavior, because Nandita did not stop looking at him since then.

"Nothing" said Nandita, smiling gently.

"Yes yesterday to slack off, baby? What the hell is that? Don't put it in your heart, yes" Gunadh looked at Nandita, feeling bad for the girl.

She should have been the one to look after Nandita, but instead she was troublesome to her lover. Even to the point of not remembering, any words that came out of his mouth last night.

"What do you remember, Gunadh, what did you say?"

"Mas doesn't want anything, mas head aches and nausea too. That's what I inget. It's just that he's still feeling dizzy now" complained Gunadh, holding his head.

Nandita nodded, still giving an intense look, which Gunadh did not understand what it meant.

"If anyone hurts your feelings, do not put it to the heart yes, the talk of drunk people does like to slur."

He continued, and again downed a warm drink that I don't know what it's called.

Drinks that slowly can reduce the dizziness he suffered.

"Mas, don't ever think that I'm going to stay in a mas ya ... Whatever you know, keep believing in me, if I'm just yours. Help me, to be able to purify this heart and feeling again. So that there are no more shadows that make you worry and fear. Your sense of faith is what I need mas," Nandita felt claustrophobic in his heart, each time remembering what Gunadh said when he was drunk yesterday.

Gunadh. Right, apparently he had said many things that he had been trying to hide in the bottom of his heart.

"Don't try to compete with anyone, because you're still the best in your version. After all, we're already tied to this, there's nothing that can separate us." Nandita plays a ring around Gunadh's ring finger.

"Mas feels inferior Ta, mas can't be him, that makes a part of you like him or may already be in love with him. It's not that perfect to be what you want it to be,"

"Maas ...." Nandita grabs Gunadh's face with one hand, while the other is still tied to Gunadh's.

"No need to be someone else, don't be the most perfect, I don't need that. Just give me confidence, just complete my flaws, be who you are. Because I fell in love with Gunadh like that." Their eyes clashed, there was sincerity and honesty that both of them were trying to show.

Gunadh smiled bitterly, he shook his head. The hand that Nandita held she took off to wipe her lover's hair.

"You're not wrong, it's natural that feeling appears in your heart. Although it was forced, but I admit. He was too kind and mature, it was hard for women not to fall for him. Especially during this time, he who accompanied you here, guarded and became the antidote to the wounds that you created."

Nandita hugged Gunadh's body, which sat beside her on the bedside.

Many flavors struggled in the girl's heart, making her eyes heat up and creating a clear liquid that started to drip down her cheeks.

He was afraid that Gunadh would take it off, that Gunadh would be angry, that he would be afraid of loss, and that guilt would creep into his heart, making the girl sobbing.

Gunadh also returned his lover's embrace. Although his heart was in pain, imagining another figure occupying the heart of the woman he loved, Gunadh had to be self-conscious. He's the one who made Nandita know other men.

Although heavy, but as Nandita wanted, she had to believe that if one day, the girl's heart and feelings would be back in one piece for her.

"I love you dear," whispered Gunadh in Nandita's ear.

"I am also a mas. I love you too, I don't want to lose you."

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After the drama raves blue inside Nandita's hotel room, the relationship becomes increasingly friendly.

Gunadh who is stiff, trying to be more romantic to make his lover happy.

"What time is the plane tomorrow?" Ask Nandita.

They are currently enjoying a romantic dinner at one of Gunadh's luxury restaurants.

Sit facing each other, enjoying the view of the city from above.

"Flighting afternoon dear ...." Sahut Gunadh with his sad face.

"Still wanting here though, but the work of a lot of mas." Gunadh complained, looking desperate.

Their world is upside down. Shouldn't it be the women who sulk when going apart? But now it's just the opposite.

Nandita rubbed the back of Gunadh's hand, trying to calm her lover.

"Sabaar mas ... I'll be right back soon, we don't have to be apart anymore."

"Why don't you take it back with you now?"

"I can't do that donk mas, I still have responsibilities to complete. Patience ...."

What can I do? Circumstances forced them to go into long distance relationships again.

Patience.

Only that sense can both extend, in order to live a day that feels slowed down.

Hugs, kisses, to be a sign of their separation back.

Saddened? For sure.

Who would not grieve to let go of a loved one, again stretching a distance of thousands of kilo meters, blocked by continents and oceans?

Armed with confidence and trust in each other, that their love will surely achieve one happy goal.

May the universe bless the connection of love of both.