The Prince's Chess Piece

Meaning of Friend

“You ... you, who?” ask Kinanthi in half of her consciousness.

“Quiet sweet girl. Brother won't hurt you, kok!”

The male hand before Kinanthi continued to guerrillaize, tracing every inch of his face. Warm feeling spread. Making his heart race faster and faster pumping blood flow throughout his body.

It's strange!

Isn't he a stranger? Why does such a feeling arise? It even made him feel a tickling sensation in his vital area.

Kinanthi wriggled like a hot worm, the air temperature in the room was getting hotter, he felt the rage. His semi-conscious mind began to hallucinate.

“It looks like you're hustling?” the whisper of the man was soft. His breath was quite tickling the ear cavity. “I released your jacket, yes.”

Looks like the man doesn't need to wait for Kinanthi's answer. His sturdy hands have tried to pass the bolero that is attached tightly.

Kinanthi's body that was forced to half-sit felt so weak it grew even more helpless. Like life is not alive, it is not dead.

“God! Please help, Kinan,” lamentably plead inwardly.

And, by God the owner of all good, the universe is being generous to him. The new prayer took hold, immediately welcomed by His Eid.

BRACKET!

A loud clashing sound rang out from the direction of the door. Someone must have broken into it.

Not long ago ....

“Kinan!” screeched someone. The call was so familiar to Kinanthi's ears.

“Master,” call it down.

“Heh! Lu who?” shouted the man who was with Kinanthi loudly. He looks busy removing the bolero worn by Kinanthi.

“How dare to touch my woman,” snapped Mr. Nabastala no less loudly.

A kick landed right on the belly of an ovel-faced man wearing a navy-colored t-shrit. Made him bounce off the wall.

“Bangke, lu man,” make sarcasm.

Hearing the curse, of course, further ignited the emotions of Mr. Nabastala. His clenched fists almost floated up, if the new Mahika did not hold him back immediately.

“Nabas, that rancid bloke handed to me.” Stifled the shoulders of his best friend who is being ignited by anger, “lu please Kinan first,” his advice later.

Even though anger is controlling half of his soul, Mr. Nabastala can still tell which is more important, and which is just an outburst of anger. Kinanthi was in need of her.

“Kinan! Hey, Kinan!”

There is no lawfulness. Mr. Nabastala shook Kinanthi's shoulder again. Keep calling his name.

“Kinan ... wake up, Kinan!”

Still no reaction.

••••

Deluxe Suite Hospital, Kemang.

Kinanthi's body lay weakly unconscious in one of the hospital rooms. A female doctor who looked very young was examining her.

“She's okay, Doc?” asked Mr. Nabastala worried.

“She's okay. Only the influence of the drug Rohypnol or better known by another name Roofies. A type of white medicine that quickly dissolves in the water contained in the drink,” replied the doctor explained kindly.

“Medicine? How is it possible?”

“How is it not possible?”

The female doctor, whose name is Sarah, from the ID card attached hanging from the pocket of her work coat, looked at Mr. Nabastala with a look of wonder.

“Eh, no. That's not what I mean, Doc.” Mr. Nabastala was misbehaved. “I mean, how can he take the medicine?”

Doctor Sarah's smile was so charming. It showed a row of white, clean teeth. “Quiet! You do not need to groggy, maybe soon he will be human.”

Whahuh? The doctor just called it groggy? Mr. Nabastala smiled even if slightly forced. “Thank you, Doc. About when patients are allowed to go home?”

“We will see the development later, yes ...”

“Good, Doc. Thank you.”

“OK. Then excuse me.”

Doctor Sarah immediately left the room, continuing her work examining other patients still listed on the checklist.

And Mr. Nabastala is sculpting. He felt his IQ suddenly dropped below the average IQ standard, each dealing with Kinanthi and his problems. Symptoms of disease, right?

••••

“Where is Kinan now? He's all right, isn't he? Or ..?” Mahika immediately asked a variety of questions when she entered the Kinanthi nursery.

“Njir! Don't make it to the police again to interrogate criminals, napa?”

Mr. Nabastala, who was standing next to his friend, smiled wryly. “This is all because of me,” umpatnya disappointed.

“Do not blame yourself. It's fate, Bro!” Mahika.

“If only I didn't follow your will on, where might I bring Kinan!” the surprise is getting emotional. “Eh, wait a minute! Speaking of you on, Ehzan where to?”

Ha-ha-ha. Mahika laughed.

“Hust! Noisy. Disturb Kinan!”

“Oh, sorry .. sorry, Bro!”

“Why are you laughing?”

“Lu just asked about Ehzan, that's what makes me ngakak.”

“Emang why?”

Finally Mahika told me about Ehzan who was clubbing before they returned to Japan. Of course there's no problem. Okay. Uh, it turns out he also brought Anita his best friend Kinanthi.

“Terus?”

“Yes, I don't want apes, dong! That's why I'm talking to you with Kinan, so it's not just me who is the victim.”

“Njir! Satisfied you now?” Nabastala's hand grabbed her best friend's head, then pointed to Kinanthi's body lying unconscious.

“Sorry. We also do not know that it will be this bad.”

“Basic Munyuk!”

“Sorry, Shucks!”

The two adult male hands clenched, hovering in the air. Hit each other in the chest of each of his best friends.

“Thank you, want to be my best friend.”

A dramatic scene in a hospital room, Mahika embraces her best friend.

“And I, also thank.”

The laughter of the two broke. The state of Kinanthi who is still unconscious does not affect the mood of the two.

However, in the heart of Mr. Nabastala continues to skyrocket dedoa, may Kinanthi quickly wake up.

“Eh! You haven't told me, Ehzan where to go?”

“Yeah, Bro ...! You don't ngeh, too?”