the illusion of love?

Two boy

"For Ze," said Faraz who arrived – arrived next to me. Lying like this for more than 3 days was achy. Doctor Jo says my condition is getting better, the rash in my throat has also started to disappear. Relieved when the doctor said I could eat, yes even if only porridge, it's okay what I can be patient for up to a week for that.

Faraz opened the curtains and turned his back to look at me smiling, the sunlight was so glare that my hands spontaneously closed their eyes. "I brought you porridge, I ate ya." He said while turning the gurney function until my position was slightly seated.

"Thank you, yes" I replied.

Faraz nodded with the tip of his lips, he stood up again and checked my infusion, injecting the liquid there. Looking from the side like this it feels very amazing, chin and thin sideburns seem to be a very harmonious combination. His clear eyes made me not want to look the other way. The man only wears a calm sweater that is pulled up to the end of the elbow, as well as black jeans. But in my eyes she was like wearing a bright shining crown. Even unconsciously I swallowed my own saliva.

"I didn't poison you Ze." Cletuk.

Apparently Faraz realized I was watching him, ah really embarrassed. "I believe you can do the best."

"Take it first well," he said as he prepared the porridge in front of me. I just nodded.

"Want me a bribe?."

Ah mauu !! my heart says cheer. But I can't say. Although our relationship was close enough but I couldn't be spoiled for her, my pride forbade that.

"No, I'm a boy."

Faraz laughed, not long after a nurse came looking for Faraz, he said Doctor Marcel called urgent. Faraz left, "It's just a minute" he said, then waltzed out. I took a deep breath, and started twitching with my plate.

About fifteen minutes after Faraz left I heard a knock on the door from the outside. Surely Faraz did not feel at home for long–long far away from me, I giggled to myself. "Come in," I shouted as I straightened my back.

"Assalamu aleikum."

"Goddessalam...."

"Vino?." I made sure, our eyes met, I looked at him with a sense of haru while he looked at me awkwardly. I know his guilty eyes are still floating there.

"Lo how are you?," I asked to cast out silence.

"Lo who's doing? Absent mulu, Mr. Joudi nyariin tuh."

I chuckled, Vino took a chair and sat down next to me. Do I miss him, because right now I'm staring at him intensely. I'm sure Vino realized that. I don't know. Like there's something I can't explain, something thrilling. Maybe he was right last week. It's harder to move on than someone we've never had, than an ex. Does that mean I haven't moved on from him? ah this otaku really.

"Which flower of mine was not loved by Eitin yesterday?"

Oh yeah, I forgot, that flower. The flowers from Vino were given to Dr. Jo yesterday.

"Lack." Cletuku.

"Rakus lo ya, you eat porridge right? Kasian is very lo."

This is what I love about this man, although his style is a little alay nyrempet nyrempet Korean stlye but he is natural. His faint words made people laugh.

You need to know there are some portions that we can not change in life, if we force to change it must not end well. Just like my relationship with Vino. Our relationship was very close when we became friends, there were no boundaries. I can freely tell him so too. But when we decided to get closer it felt stiff. Looks like our portion is only this limited, limited to friends without having each other. But what if I can't accept this portion? Oh my God what I think.

"Don't hurt Ze, that pain is heavy you won't be strong."

"Dilan times ah,"

He laughed and laughed, was I wrong to expect Vino to worry about me? Ah stupidly I am, Vino only considers me an ordinary friend, his empathy now only because of his guilt for me. No less, no more.

"Ze, I can't take long. Sory ya lo know my own fans will be jealous ngliat both of us rich gini."

I glanced, my eyebrows spontaneously clashing. "So handsome really lo."

"But you like it, right?."

Another – more questions that make me die a tick. My heart blushed in shame, I'm sure my cheeks are blushing red right now, "But you, who do I like first who's trying?"

He pointed his index finger as if thinking, "That's the year when?." He leaned his face closer, the sweet look and the teaser face made me peek, if it continues like this I am sure my diagnosis of the disease becomes acute diabetes. Inadvertently the spoon I was holding fell into the mattress, when I wanted to take it Vino also took the initiative to take the object. Our heads hit each other.

"I'm sick tau," I pekiku while grabbing the spoon. But in hold Vino.

"Assalmu al'aikum. Ehem"

I looked up at Faraz at the door, "Greetings Walaikum."