Not Glass Cans

61. Garrick Singo Edan

Cups !

Haaah! Whata ?! Garrick kissing me?! When I tried to stretch from the hug due to my nose, Garrick actually stuck his nose and lips on my cheek.My body was still fixed rigidly in his arms. For a moment I felt the warmth of his breath on my face, the lips and tip of my nose still gently docked on my cheek. This heart no longer beats, but it just seems to stop beating.

I pushed her hard chest hard when I regained consciousness. Garrick took his lips off my cheek along with his rejected body. I looked at her crumpled red face with the flame of the blaze in my eyes. Garrick stood up straight with his work coat facing me.. Those sharp reddened eyes, kept dimly staring at me.

"What do you mean?!" I don't know, tell me how I deserve to say. I'm not used to swearing. Only a short question can be said.

"Sorry, El. I was unintentionally. It's your own fault, El." What..?! My fault..It's easy that Garrick blames me.

"My fault...Where's my fault?!" Garrick's face was very calm, the red hue had been extinguished, only his eyes were still red due to lack of sleep.

"You're the wrong body. This morning smells good. Next time, you don't have to take a morning shower, El!" What..?! He forbid me to take a morning shower? I used to do the morning blind every day. Basic, boss garangan!

"Alibians! You're worse than Anthony Lung!" My hustle stayed out Garrick who was pecking in my room. Maybe that face is red again now. Maybe this morning he was half rice, half glutinous. Alias is half sane, half crazy! A viral proverb that sells well in my hometown, Malang.

"El, put on my work coat, El !" Maak..! Pede is very himself. Did I not feel good about her behavior just now?! Ignore it and skip it if you don't like it, and I finally do.

There were two boxes on the sofa table. One was empty and open, perhaps the hungry Garrick had devoured it. I packed and I picked up the empty plate next to him. I quickly stepped into the kitchen, a shadow of Garrick coming out of my room.

"El, Shoes!" Garrick. I slowly wash my plate in the sink, hoping the ferocious bored waiting and then save his own shoes.

"El !! Shoes !!!" Garrick squealed, repeating his call. The shameless garage! I am the one who bears shame!

"El, that's eat. If you are lazy, the hotel waitress will take you food. " While my heart hurts, I still take the shoes and put them on. Now I squat very carefully in front of him.

"El, I'm going to Singapore, maybe I'm not going home. Zayn needs my guardianship. He wants you to come, but you don't have a passport." I heard Garrick say that while I kept putting on his shoes. Zay...You remembered me?

"El, let's just say my kiss was to wipe away Lung's kiss on your face. So forget about Lung's kiss. " I'm standing, I'm Garrick's lyric. He dims at me. Don't want to reach, I'll pack my room.

"Els ! You mad? Speak..." Garrick sounded groggy. With anyone, I can't stand it that way.

"Greet Zayn." Continue my footsteps.

"El.., just so?" Huh..! Spoiled! I looked at him for a moment, who was also looking at me.

"Be careful, sir!" Is this enough.., spread I wait while walking. There's no exclamation. Safe.

I lock my room, I start packing it in my room.

Long time...No more calls. Did it leave already? I slowly opened my door... Slender...That's right, the bad guy's not on the couch anymore. I look at the room, inside? I'll just pack up his room, as an excuse!

Garrick's room is also empty. He doesn't exist.. Apparently, he really has left. Something strange I think.. Vacuous...Singapore is indeed close, the travel time from Batam, an hour did not pass. But leaving without such authorization, was a little disappointing.. But it's still better than going straight away without saying goodbye, like Zayn...