Trapped in the Love of Immigrants

Suddenly arrival

My body gasped in shock as the figure of my best friend was sitting there smiling. The woman calmly and sweetly sat on the edge of the bed while looking at me from sleep, asumsiku.

“August, Babe!” greet Farah, then ruffle my hair to make me squirm in the ringing. His coldness echoed in this spacious room.

What was? Unlike usual he behaved like this and did not riot in my room. Usually

“I made you breakfast. Vegetable martabak filling bread. Come on, get up and eat!” it was his voice that made my eyebrows wince.

A breakfast? He made? Since when has he been good at cooking?

“You're fine, right?”tukasku looked at her asking in a look of suspicious wonder that made this little woman sigh while twisting her eyes.

“Yes, God! Of course I am very healthy! Never mind, don't think so much unimportant. After all, what's wrong if I cook for you once in a while?” my forehead wrinkled, staring at his earnest face.

There's a point, too, anyway!

“So, you have rarely been at home because you learned to cook, huh?”

His piety overcame my silly questions. “Not really! It's just that, I sometimes learn to cook from Dewa!”

“God? Oh, that guy?” Farah nodded understanding my point. It has been close for some time now to an adult male with a plontos head. In fact, he has often brought her here. Sometimes I see him here together.

“Good. But, thank’s a lot, Farah rese’!” I continued to deliberately add the new term and managed to make him snort annoyed, then pull my nose until the ringing sounded, his evil laughter broke, then faded hugging.

This morning his attitude was really strange.

I don't know, but I don't think I like the hug this time.

But, wait! Wet shoulders?

“Hey, you crying?” I let go of the hug, but only in reply to the smile while rubbing on the edge of his two eyes, cleaning up the remaining water dripping once again.

I don't know what's wrong with this woman. He who was so cheerful and cheerful, never even saw her cry. Let alone crying, neither sad. That's why, it's like a booster and positive vitamin to me. The last thing I remember when he cried so loosely was, when he first met him, when he first told me about his life and the problems he had with his family.

“Don't look at me like that! Really, I'm fine!” seems reassuring.

A heavy sigh rang out from me, then looked into those narrow eyes, looking for something he might have hidden from me. However, those eyeballs just diverted and then lowered their heads.

“Hey, you know, right, you can tell me anything? Yes, although sometimes annoying with the nature of ‘paparasi-mu’ it crumpled!” lirihku looked at him as this hand grasped both of his hands. Obviously, there was sadness and pain there. Although, those teary eyes tried to show that he was fine while chuckling, but I could feel it.

The tiny body immediately sprang to embrace me, after the hardness had subsided. And, for the first time, after all this time, that sobbing cry sounded in my arms. Faintly heard, he tried to convince me that everything was fine.

*You know, my friend, no matter how much you hide that wound, I'm here, man,

feel too*.

“Patience, strength! I know you can!” I whispered in between her cries that still held me tightly while rubbing her head to calm down, but the sobbing became more and more. I don't know, but those words just came out.

I don't know what happened to you, Far, I don't know....

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A week...

Two weeks....

Up to a month ... Even three months....

Navroy has no news. Again ... and again. I don't know what's going on, but without that endless clarity, it makes me even more anxious.

Yeah, he's hanging on to this relationship. To be honest, I've never had a problem if he's like this. I just ... just worried about him. I know, maybe he is busy and lately admitted that he likes to follow the change of sport or even the gym and workout schedule is getting crowded. Not infrequently, friends who know our relationship is starting to be complicated, judge me as a stupid girl, too stupid and silly to wait and hope. But, am I wrong if I survive and fight for this love? Isn't a relationship not always sweet and problems are definitely there? In fact, I still silly insist on accepting this kind of relationship from the beginning with all the attitudes that often make me almost crazy.

Then, what are you demanding?

You idiot! You're such a fool! Too stupid!

The meaning in me just keeps echoing inside this head. I let out a long and heavy sigh while leaning back and head for a moment on this soft chair with my eyes closed.

I let the droplets fall slowly one by one flowing down the temple.

“Doctor Keysa?” the sound of the girl coming from the doorway of my room, after a slow knock, made me flinch. Quickly wipe away the rest of these tears, then turn my chair facing the table. From now on, it was deliberately turned back to thick glass objects with marble colors that were of medium size.

“Yes, comein!" I try to be as friendly as possible.

“Sorry disturb. I know your business hours are over, but can you help me for a minute?” sahut a brown nurse in typical white-and-white-— clothes who seems to be a new intern at this hospital— stared at me doubtfully , after he entered then stood beside the table. His face felt bad.

“What's up? I'm not busy, kok.” I asked him to look at it, like he was weighing something.

“Outside...there is still a patient, Doc," he said, I still listen to him while my hands are still resting on this table with fingers tied together. “Sorry, we have told you that Doctor Keysa has finished his service hours, but the man still insisted on forcing and begging to be checked by you,” he continued which made me nod in understanding.

Smile evaporated. “It's okay, just let him in, I'm in no hurry. After all, the patient's recovery is also one of the happiness of a Doctor. No matter how tired the doctor, if he could cure his patient, that tiredness must have changed with a happy smile. So, keep serving, even if the operating hours have closed, if life still provides an opportunity and trust helps others, quickly act, okay?”

The girl nodded wide in a nod. “Good, Doc. Thanks for the time.”

“Thank you back.”

The apprentice nurse then passed. It didn't take long, someone from outside the door knocked slowly, then the next second opened in a glancing gaze towards here. Then he went in and stood there, turning his back on the door in his big smile that looked back at me.

My eyebrows wrinkled, a little surprised.

“You? You here?”

His smile floated wide there, hanging between his long chins.

“Hai, how are you?” it looks like a wrong behavior.

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