SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)

Real Dreams

Syahdu opened his eyes. He sighed for a moment after waking up. Not without reason, Syahdu dreams of Wicak and Arga at once.

Syahdu glanced at the clock, it was midnight and he could feel a heavy weight on his waist. Surely Arga, the man hugged her from behind.

He had just dreamed, something that confused him.

Wicak and Syahdu were standing facing the waves chasing each other. In the dream, Syahdu excitedly recounted his days during the Wicak's departure. The man with a warm smile listened to all the stories of Syahdu. Then, their chatter had to be cut off when Wicak's eyes no longer paid attention to him.

Syahdu looked back, towards where Wicak was staring. Not far from them, Arga stood in a white shirt whose buttons were removed entirely. Make that shirt fly.

Syahdu was stunned, why suddenly Arga was so radiant and beautiful looking, making him stare for a few seconds without blinking.

But when Syahdu returned to face Wicak, the man had disappeared from before him.

In his dream, he screamed while crying calling out the name Wicak and the man did not return at all. That was until Syahdu finally woke up.

Syahdu turned his body slowly towards Arga. She wondered why Arga's face was so beautiful in her dreams.

He looked at that sleeping face. A soft snore sounded from his slightly opened lips.

Consciously, Syahdu was well aware of what happened last night. I don't know why he could act like he's afraid of being left out. Syahdu was ashamed, but Arga treated him well until he fell asleep in his lap.

Slowly Syahdu rubbed Arga's chin. The dream was still very deep in his heart. What is the meaning of that dream?

Syahdu closed his eyes when he saw Arga move. He could feel Arga opening his eyes and looking down at him. The man kissed his forehead long enough, until he clasped Syahdu back and fell asleep.

Syahdu opened his eyes, immediately Syahdu felt his blood rustling to get warm treatment from Arga. But in that very second he brushed aside any prejudices that perched in his heart.

It felt quite ignorant when he had just lost the great Wicak who loved him, sacrificed himself and his life to defend Syahdu even though he knew Syahdu was also wrong.

But see what Syahdu feels at this time, only a few days Wicak died, Syahdu immediately thought to be with Arga only because the dream is not clear meaning.

Syahdu closed his eyes. He did not want to think about it anymore, because he knew, the emptiness of the heart made him expect another meaning from what Arga did for him. In the end, Arga will leave him.

~

Syahdu awoke in the morning when he heard the chirping of birds. Along with that, the aroma of cooking from the kitchen smelled on his nose. As usual, Arga cooks in the kitchen.

Syahdu walked there. Because the aroma always makes his stomach suddenly rumble.

Arga, who was standing in front of the stove, turned to look at him with a smile.

"Morning." He pulled up a chair nearby. "Sit, here."

Slightly different from Arga's smile, but Syahdu complied and sat down.

Arga provides fried rice in front of Syahdu. And strangely, on top of the fried rice, Arga poured chili sauce with a heart shape.

The man pulled a chair and sat next to Syahdu.

"Why look at the food? Honey, look at that beautiful shape."

Syahdu stirred the fried rice so that the form of love drawn by Arga disappeared. Suddenly Arga laughed at Syahdu's action, he ruffled the girl's hair and started eating his fried rice.

"Where are you going today? Let me take you."

"Your mom told me to come help with the decor." Say Syahdu, still stirring the fried rice.

"That's fine. I have other plans for us."

"I promised my mom."

"Where?"

"Where do you want to go?" Ask Arga back.

"Aren't you in college, huh?"

"Madly males." He replied casually, again chewing his fried rice.

Shahdu was silent for a moment to think. Last night he had a dream about Wicak and Arga on the beach. Suddenly he wanted to convince me something.

"To the beach." The answer.

"OKAY. I'm ready first." Arga got up from the chair after his fried rice ran out on the plate.

CUPS. Arga kissed the top of Syahdu's head and went straight out of the kitchen. While Syahdu is flinching. There is something different about Arga. The Treatment. Arga is different and Syahdu is scared. If Arga's strange treatment this time, he could be misunderstood.

~

Syahdu was waiting for Arga in front of the lobby. He came out first after Arga received a phone call and did a bit of work.

"Come on."

Syahdu turned his head, he looked at Arga who appeared in a white shirt and knee-length short jeans.

Ignoring Syahdu's daydream, Arga pulls the girl's hand towards the car. Open the door, then drive the car while telling stories that make Arga smile all the way.

Syahdu was eager to ask, what makes Arga this happy. Is it because tomorrow is her engagement day? But it doesn't seem to. Didn't he hate the engagement and didn't like it when Syahdu talked about it?

After arriving, Syahdu immediately walked to the beach. He was facing the expanse of waves, just like he had dreamed last night. Next to him, Wicak should be next to him, right? There, he told the man that as usual, a smile and warm eyes always make Syahdu calm. She misses.

"Last night came to my dream. I'm here, brother where?" Syahdu. He shed tears. Missing Wicak now makes her feel bad.

"Why do you dream big brother, I like to forget what the story is about. But last night I remember. Even the brother left." Smashed again.

Syahdu wiped away her tears. He sighed many times, in order to relieve the tightness in his chest. Today he should not be sad, for soon he will meet Julia and Margaret. He did not want the parents to misunderstand his grief.

At the same time, he heard Arga calling him.

Syahdu looked back and he was glued.

"Ngapain there? Wanna shower?" yelled Arga from his place.

The lekaki smiled and narrowed his eyes from the scorching morning sun. But what makes Syahdu speechless is the exact same Arga as his dream.

The man unbuttoned his entire white shirt, blowing the shirt back in the wind and revealing his white shirt.

Arga waved his hand to see Syahdu who was even silently staring at him.

Everything looks the same. Arga's face was the same. The place where he stood was the same.

But.. why did the dream that just happened, already seem real before the eyes?

Syahdu holds his heartbeat. Something he never expected seemed to happen. Syahdu could feel exactly the feeling that was in his dream.

TB

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