Painting Images With Light
The Part 61
As usual, Sucitra must have been sitting back and enjoying his cigarette smoke, accompanied by a beer as his drink.
Every now and then, Sucitra is seen sipping beer liquid from his can.
"When I was abroad, one of my friends was robbed, and he was shot by a firearm. He's still safe. And the wound also healed, without taking too long....
... But ever since that incident, whenever he heard a loud and sudden voice, he would definitely tremble in fear. He even fell unconscious, only because someone opened a bottle of champagne nearby" Sucitra said.
Bagio listened to Sucitra's words, which according to Bagio, were similar to what he felt earlier, while at the shooting location.
Bagio then sat on the edge of his bed, hoping that something from Sucitra's story might help him.
"Wounds can heal quickly. But the trauma, will not be able to disappear that easily. You have to meet, and consult with a psychiatrist" Sucitra said.
"Can't you get rid of it yourself?" ask Bagio.
"Cannot. It is better if you go to a psychiatrist. And don't try to find a diversion, with something that will only be addictive, then even cause new problems" Sucitra replied.
"What do you mean?" ask Bagio, don't understand.
"Hm ... For example, you may be drinking too much alcohol. Or..., you know, right? What are illegal drugs?" Sucitra.
Bagio shook his head.
"God! ... Then you can't get together with just anyone. Maybe you will be bullied," said Sucitra, smiling.
Sucitra then threw the cigarette butts out the window, then stood up and opened his long jeans.
Uh! Start again!
In fact, Bagio still wants to talk to Sucitra. Because somehow, when chatting with Sucitra, it is enough to hear the voice of Sucitra alone, Bagio can feel more comfortable.
But, Bagio did not want to see the half-naked Sucitra, which would only make his head hurt again, because of something else.
Before Bagio lay down again, to avoid the sight that could disturb him, Sucitra was seen wearing shorts, then again sitting by the window.
Seeing that, Bagio abandoned his intention to lie down, and remained seated on his bed.
Sucitra then suddenly looked at Bagio, frowning him, then said,
"Tumben you don't take a night shower!"
"Yes ... It was a lazy shower," said Bagio. "So, I'm not fucking playing. Turn is lying down, I can't even sleep."
"Pffit...!" Sucitra sounded stifled laughing.
"If you still can't sleep, after I finish this cigarette, we go to the bath together. Wanna?"
Sucitra spoke, raising a little of her hand, which was holding a lit cigarette.
"Look at it later," said Bagio, perfunctorily.
Both Bagio and Sucitra, then fell silent for a while, as if they were immersed in their own thoughts.
For those who thought about his treatment at the hospital, who stayed there for a few days, and all the expenses that were temporarily covered by the agency, then said,
"When it was just recently, it seemed that my situation would improve. But somehow, again I still have to go back to bad luck."
"Eh! Why do you say that?" said Sucitra, who looked astonished.
"Huuufft...!" Bagio grunted rudely. "Just imagine it!"
"If I have to go to a psychiatrist, so I can get back to normal. It may not be enough if you only meet once or twice....
...I don't know how much more it will be, my debt to the agency, to pay for all my medical expenses. Plus the cost of my time in the hospital....
... It could be, the results of my work every month, only used up to pay debts. While my debt at the pawnshop, also can not be paid off, even though I have spent my salary this month," continued Bagio.
It felt natural, if Bagio worried about it, because Bagio already had experience, when his grandfather was hospitalized.
Thus, Bagio knows for sure, if his hospitalization, which takes up to several days, of course, the cost is not cheap.
Moreover, Bagio is not only hospitalized.
For those who have had surgery procedures, of course, only add to the cost of treatment, so the number becomes more and more.
"My job's fucked. Many debts. Not to mention the later police check, which might only help make my work schedule even more chaotic. Isn't that unlucky for his name?"
Bagio took out the grunts inside his head, to Sucitra, without being able to hold himself back anymore.
Without saying anything, Sucitra suddenly stood up and approached Bagio, then while slightly bowing, Sucitra hugged Bagio, and patted Bagio's back softly.
Sucitra seemed to want to try to calm Bagio, and although he felt surprised because of Sucitra's sudden treatment, but Bagio did not reject it.
Bagio had to admit, even if Sucitra said nothing to advise him, and only listened to him, then hugged him like that, the current Bagio could feel much better.
"Huuufft...!" Bagio grunted quietly.
"Have you felt better?" ask Sucitra.
Sucitra had already loosened his embrace from Bagio, yet he still bowed, holding both sides of Bagio's arms, and gazing with them.
"Yes" answered Bagio.
Sucitra then smiled.
Bagio then stood up, then took his towel, and so did Sucitra, who was seen doing the same.
Sucitra then walked out of the room, together with Bagio, towards the bathroom.
Usually, if Bagio takes a bath in the curfew like today, he must use hot water.
But not this time.
Bagio wet his head using cold water first, until he felt fresh enough, then he replaced the water with hot water.
After taking a shower, it felt good enough, to reduce the tension in his brain, which was too much thought.
When Bagio returned to the room, Sucitra had not been seen there, and according to Bagio, Sucitra means not finished bathing.
Just by wearing shorts, Bagio immediately lay on his bed, even though his hair still felt a bit damp.
Suggestions from Sucitra for Bagio to take a bath first, so that he can quickly sleep, seems to have worked.
Because not how long Bagio lay down, even Sucitra had not had time to return to the room, Bagio was able to fall asleep, and did not remember anything else.
***
"Bagio! ... Gario!"
The voice of Sucitra who called out his name, while patting his cheek, made Bagio wake up from his sleep.
But when Bagio opened his eyes, it seemed that the night was not over yet, and the room was still dark, though he could still see the shadow of Sucitra, who was near his bed.
"You're having nightmares?" sucitra asked, sounding worried.
Bagio then sat down on his bed.
In addition to feeling pain as if he had just been beaten by a crowd, his body also felt soaked with sweat, as if he had just finished exercising.
"What's going on?" For those who are confused, ask Sucitra.
"You're delirious! Like someone crying" Sucitra replied. "What are you dreaming about?"
Although Sucitra had explained it, but Bagio was still confused, because he did not remember anything about dreaming.
"I thought you were sick" said Sucitra, then gave me a piece of cloth, which looked like a T-shirt, and then went to turn on the room light.
"Lap sweat! You can catch a cold, then you are!" said Sucitra, while walking towards her wardrobe.
With the light on, Bagio could see that Sucitra was wearing only underwear to cover the lower part of his body.
Sucitra is seen taking a T-shirt, then wearing it, then coming back to Bagio.
"You don't have a fever, do you?" Sucitra who stood beside Bagio, then placed the back of his hand on Bagio's forehead.
"I'm sorry ... I'm just interrupting your rest" said Bagio, wiping off his sweat, which soaked almost his entire body.
"It's okay. I'm used to the minimal hours of sleep" said Sucitra.
"Thankfully, you don't have a fever. It seems, maybe because you are stressed with a lot of burden on your mind, so you can have nightmares," continued Sucitra.
Sucitra then took the sweatshirt from Bagio's hands, and helped wipe the sweat off Bagio's back.
"When I took a shower, I felt fine" said Bagio.
Sucitra then suddenly stopped helping to dry the sweat on Bagio's body, and just stood there silent.
"You want me to help you reduce your stress? So you can sleep well?" ask Sucitra.
Bagio then nodded his head. "Yes." Yeah."
Sucitra then went up on top of Bagio's bed.
"Magar ...! What do you want to do?" tanya Bagio, panicked, because Sucitra suddenly climbed up and sat on the lap of Bagio, who was sitting in a rowed position.
"This time, I'm just helping you. You don't have to take it seriously. Especially to tell Citra, about what we do," said Sucitra, while opening the T-shirt he was wearing.
Bagio realized where Sucitra was going, after Sucitra pulled Bagio's hand, and placed it on his open chest.
"Suitra...! I can't." said Bagio, pulling his hand away from Sucitra's chest.
"Why? Are you afraid Citra will get angry? You don't have to tell him. Or the....
... There's no way you've never done it with Citra, have you?!" said Sucitra, seen frowning, while staring at Bagio fixedly.
Did what? Bagio has no answer.
"Oh, my! ... This is gonna be fun!" sucitra continued, in a hurry, using a foreign language, while smiling widely.
***
Will Bagio refuse Sucitra's help? Or gladly accept it?
I don't know....
