The Unexpected Love Journey

Ch 22's. Choose One (2)

“Yeah, that's your foot why can it be so anyway?”

As expected of Andre. Mr. Budi, would be quite surprised when he saw his legs. The pale face, and the anxious look of Mr. Budi may actually be more towards fearing his mother Andre, who will certainly ask many kinds of questions upon arrival at home later.

“Please sir, nothing. Just a little scratch doang. This Brandon is just a bit overdone,”

Not wanting to mind Mr. Buditerganggu with a feeling of worry when driving later, Andre lied a little about the wound on the soles of his feet. Brandon seemed to want to say something, but Andre quickly held him back.

“Ya already, help him get in the car,”

Mr. Budi initially looked unsure, especially when he saw Brandon's slightly awkward attitude just now. Luckily, Brandon who ultimately chose to follow the flow of Andre's play, made Mr. Budi fooled.

“Awas you yes next time,” threatened Brandon with a little whisper when helping Andre get in the car.

“Come in. All about interracial,” invite Pak Budi.

“No need to, we want to go to Andre's apartment first. Want to rest for a while,” replied Dimas refused the invitation of Mr. Budi.

“Okay then,” Reply Mr. Budi.

Andre, in his heart somehow felt a little suspicious of what the two friends would do. Moreover, after that, when he saw a prank smile on Brandon's face. I don't know what else Dimas or Brandon would do.

Quickly, he immediately remembered. Is there a secret he's hiding in his apartment? Or there are embarrassing photos he's hiding in his apartment. “Ah, bodo amatlah,” murmured in his heart when his head became a little dizzy.

...***...

At home, as expected by Andre. His mother panicked when she saw the bandage roll that wrapped her legs until it covered her entire leg. Unlike his father, the same concern with his mother, but more calm in carrying himself.

“Ah, just a small wound this doang, small if for aak the guy,” said his father after carefully checking Andre's legs.

Andre's father was indeed not the type of parent who was too pampering people. In fact, his father Andre is a person who wants his son to be independent, have a fighting spirit, not soft and resilient in dealing with problems.

For example, Andre's younger sister, Cecilia. His sister chose to stay with their grandmother—with the advice of their mother also sih—because of their father's attitude is so hard.

But make no mistake. In accordance with the words of the wise, “No parent can stand when his child is hurt.” Their father—pushed by their mother also—till-until it almost derailed the lives of others in order to defend Andre.

“What? This is a small wound you said? That's right, this is bad time pa,” chanted Andre's mother while pointing at Andre's feet.

“Duh, already ma. It's all right. Just need to change bandages regularly, that's all. Don't need to be over it,”

“Yah already then. The important thing is not to get an infection. Horrified to know,” said Andre's mother back, but this time a little disgusted face at the end of the sentence. Maybe because imagining how disgusting Andre's feet are swollen redness, odorless, and a little pus.

Sometimes, Andre thinks his mother is a little too imaginative. Not everything is bad, but there are times when it feels a little too overwhelming. Maybe all of that is because his mother has a legal background, so the prosecution must be able to predict various kinds of possibilities when defending clients, Andre murmured.

Assisted by one of the laundry at his house, Andre climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor one by one. Although he actually felt he could be alone, but he chose to follow his mother's will for this so as not to extend his mother's babbling.

“Thank you mbak, I can do it myself if from here” he said after arriving on the 2nd floor. To be honest, he hated to be treated like a weakling. Especially if it has to be moved to his room.

Arriving in the room, the first thing Andre did was walk to the edge of his mattress, and throw his body on the soft mattress. He closed his eyes, relaxed his entire body which felt a bit tense due to having to get used to walking limps, and a little thought about the doubts about his mother who might be involved about the beginning of Yunita's career as an actress.

His head felt a bit dizzy again every time he thought too hard since today. The pain in his leg that had subsided was a bit painful now.

Not wanting to dissolve in stress, Andre then rose from his bed. With a bit of difficulty due to his injured leg, he walked into the closet, picking up a piece of his clothes randomly from the pile of clothes in the closet, he said, and change his clothes and throw himself back on the bed after first wiping his phone.

To help him reduce stress, Andre plays songs with the piano alone that he used to wear when he wanted to calm down or do yoga.

...***...

Over the next few days, Andre could not do much. Especially when it comes to going up or down the stairs, Mr. Budi, or the maid in his house must help him. Although in fact, he felt that if he could go down the stairs, his mother still forbade him to go down alone with the reason to avoid unwanted events.

In addition, Andre also can not do activities outside, and spend more time by staying at his house; or rather in his room. Playing DOTA games that have not been touched for several months becomes a routine activity as long as his legs are still in the healing process. Well, all the MMR push-counting is a little bit like time.

“Duh, you know the grandiose game, try cake meditation, or YOGA so? Can't you?” his mother's nagging nagging every time he caught him playing excessive games. It began, when he was accidentally caught doing a top up quite a lot for an Online game on his phone; although in fact it was using his savings.

“And my leg again injured mom,” replied Andre without taking his eyes off the screen kompyternya because it was in a fierce battle.

“Basic of this child. Stop it first, there are important guests below,”

“Ah, at most also the guest papa or mama right? Then, first, bear this. Can't be left,”

“Oh so yes, do not mrsesel you if mama says you are more important game yes,” said his mother while walking to the door of the room.

At first, Andre did not consider the threat of his mother. However, while rethinking her mother's words. She has some wild guesses on her head, ‘Yunita, Dimas, or Brandon?’.

But, in retrospect, Brandon said it took 2 weeks and it certainly can be conveyed through WA. While Dimas, during holidays like this, it is very rare for the person to come to his house. For his friend that one, ‘wash the eyes’ is more important if there is no urgent business. And lastly, Yunita. She was a little skeptical Yunita would come to her house. Especially with the acting preparation he faced, of course the time would be quite seized. Even so, his mother's words had disturbed him.

Not caring about the game still running, Andre left his desk, walked as fast as he could with his feet already somewhat improved and went down the stairs in a fervent but somewhat cautious manner. It would be nice if Yunita could come to her house, she thought.