The Crystall Is Mine

2.7 Cold

Along the way to the houses of the citizens, a compact couple wearing white suits were locking their mouths. They were silent as if they were both building a sturdy bulkhead that could not be broken.

Crystall who usually looks cheerful now raised his facial expression. He really had no appetite for patrolling this time around. His mood had already been destroyed just because of the attitude of Daffa who always seemed to be alone.

Realizing Crystall's inertness, Daffa glanced at the figure of the beautiful girl with a small cap beside him silently. To be honest, there was a sense of guilt lingering in Daffa's mind. Although not saying it clearly, but Daffa understood that he was the cause of Crystall's attitude to change indifferently.

Luckily, the first house Daffa and Crystall were going to visit was in front of their eyes. Both also stepped into the courtyard of the residents' house which contained a fairly wide board seat.

There, Daffa and Crystall had been greeted by a middle-aged woman in dark brown clothes who instantly clenched both hands in front of the chest.

"Good morning, Mr. Doctor, Mrs Doctor," said the mother who was now standing from the board.

Daffa's head nodded and Crystall looked smiling. Netra the beautiful girl looked at the map that Daffa had given her earlier.

Then, Crystall focused on the mother, "With Marshanda's Mother?"

"Yes, it's me, Doc. It just so happens that the one that hurts is not me, but my son who is inside. Yesterday it was checked into the village hall, but it was hot again at dawn, Doc," said Ms Marshanda with a worried look.

Crystall touched Marshanda's arm, "Mom take it easy. We'll check on Mom's son."

Without another babibu, the middle-aged woman immediately delivered Daffa and Crystall into a typical Javanese house still made of ancient bricks and rattan.

As soon as she got to the room, Ms Marshanda pointed to the ten-year-old, who was lying with a compress on her forehead, "This is my son, Doc."

"Good, Mom. We'll check it out" Daffa said in a firm voice.

Daffa's hand opened the white suitcase containing the necessary medical equipment. With the help of Crystall, Daffa immediately checked the condition of the boy who seemed to relapse.

"The heat is still high, prepare paracetamol and antibiotics" Daffa told Crystall.

Without refuting, Crystall immediately prepared a drug that must be given to the child of Bu Marshanda. The two doctors worked together so well that it made Bu Marshanda sigh in relief.

"The conditions will stabilize after a sufficient rest, ma'am. Do not forget to take the medicine according to the schedule that I have written in each recipe," Daffa told Bu Marshanda.

Crystall added, "And always make sure to eat regularly also drink plenty of mineral water so as not to lack fluids and stable immunity."

Chief Bu Marshanda nodded in understanding, "Well, Mr. Doctor, Mr. Doctor. Thank you so much for helping save my son."

"Together, Mom."

Marshanda's mother smiled at Crystall and Daffa, "When you look around, you two are suitable for husband and wife. The doctor is handsome, the doctor is also beautiful. It's gonna be a cute kid."

Hearing that, Daffa could not hide a smile. He himself can imagine how the face of his baby will be with Crystall.

But suddenly, Crystall's shrill voice shattered Daffa's mood, "Wife's husband? Who would marry a two-door refrigerator like her."

"What do you mean I said two-door refrigerator?"

The question came spontaneously out of the mouth of a Daffa. Instead of being afraid because Daffa raised a sharp gaze, Crystall actually put his shoulders indifferently. He seemed to care little for what Daffa asked.

With his leisure, Crystall continued his steps on this path. Not looking back as if acting foolishly with Daffa who will certainly think badly about.

For Crystall, the most important thing now was her pride as a woman. If Daffa was unable to honor her as a wife, Crystall would not begging Daffa for respect.

If Daffa insists that their relationship is only a bond on paper, then Crystall will also support it by acting like a stranger to Daffa. After all, it's not that hard for an Alzira Crystalline Orlando.

"I won't let you get away with it, Crystall," muttered Daffa.

And sure enough, in just a few steps, Daffa managed to match Crystall's position. Although the beautiful girl in white had not turned her head in the slightest, but Daffa was sure that Crystall was trying to speed up his path.

Before Crystall actually left, Daffa quickly blocked his wife's hand. Then, Daffa's two hands turned Crystall's body facing him.

"Is this how you talk to your husband?" Daffa shines straight in the netra Crystall.

Crystall threw his gaze the other way, "When did you recognize yourself as my husband?"

"Don't act like a kid, Crys. We've agreed not to be this indifferent to each other! Did you forget?" reproof Daffa.

Hearing that, Crystall immediately laughed discordantly, "Woo is great, Daffa. Why do you manage how I behave now? Didn't you ever care?"

"Cry-"

So Crystall's index finger lifted up, "Now, let me remind you, Daffa. Like you said last night, we're just contract partners. No need to be caring, no meddling. And most importantly, never hope for this pseudo-bond. Because sooner or later, we're gonna end up."

Without wasting any more time, Crystall turned his pace around. But before leaving, Crystall's mouth murmured softly, "It's good that we're just a contract pair. Otherwise, I could freeze to death living with a human like you."

Although slow, but Daffa's ears can still catch Crystall's teeth directly. Daffa heard and understood the meaning of Crystall's words. Daffa realized, this was the fruit of his mistake.

As Crystall continued his halted steps, Daffa's eye bead accidentally caught the detached strings of Crystall's sneakers. Feeling a little worried if Crystall tripped, Daffa also immediately followed the steps Crystall.

With a slight clumsy twist, Daffa pointed his chin at Crystall's sneakers, "Your shoelaces are loose."

"Let me justify it" continued Daffa, who was preparing to kneel.

But quickly, Crystall's body dodged, "No need. I can do it myself."

The refusal made Daffa instantly unable to dwell. The look in his eyes was inseparable from the figure of Crystall who was now kneeling while tying his own shoelaces.

Once finished, Crystall stood up. He returned to his old fashioned and seemingly ordinary start as if nothing had happened between him and Daffa.

Seeing Crystall walking ahead of him, Daffa let out a heavy sigh. His jet-black eyeballs that always cast sharp glances were now gloomy misty.

Daffa's gaze was unable to turn away from Crystall's back which slowly drifted away. In that instant, Daffa scooped his face in frustration.

"I don't understand women's will."

***

Tok Tok Tok!

"Doctor! Doctor, help! Doctor!" shouted a resident who was pounding on the door of the rented house of the medical team.

Hearing the noise from the outside, one by one the doctors and nurses who were sleeping were now out of their rooms.

And in that second, seven pairs of eyes immediately met the eyes of a man in a blue shirt whose breathing sounded dull. In fact, the sweat on the man's forehead was flowing which confirmed that he had just been running fast.

"What's this, Mom?" el asked approaching the blue-shirted man.

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