Waiting Room

Chapter 3 #3

I \= Okta

For today, the princess who often asked to be carried did not want me to hold a campus. He said he was sick. It must be my fault for taking him raining on the bike. Just try if I had a car, he probably wouldn't be sick like this. After finding out she was sick, I apologized to her. But he said "it's okay. Delightful. I just don't feel good." I immediately went to his house, before he gave me a message.

"I want some porridge."

"What porridge do you want? Green bean porridge? Chicken porridge? Black glutinous porridge? Sum sum sum's porridge? Or what porridge?"

"Whatever's on your mind. Don't piss me off!"

"Hehe. Yes sorry."

"You're porridge, not sorry." The reply made me laugh.

"Yes. Yes.." I immediately rushed towards the chicken porridge merchant. Order one wrapped portion. After the order was completed, I paid for it and immediately went to April's house.

His house was quiet as usual. Before entering I pressed the bell but no one opened the door. I sent a message in April.

"I'm at your house, but no one opens the door."

"just enter. No who's who."

I immediately went in search of the April room while continuing to send him messages. I also arrived at one room. I was a bit hesitant to go in. April shouted straight away. "Just enter.."

"April, can I borrow your HP?" I asked when I approached him.

"For what?"

"Borrow it." He's giving. I looked up her mother's phone number and called her.

"Hello, aunt."

"Hello. Who is this?"

"It's Okta."

"Yes Okta. What's up?"

"Look, Auntie, April said she was sick. It can't be if Okta keeps her at home."

"Oh can. Good even. Auntie tipped April yeah..."

"Good aunt. Thank you." Thank you."

"If anything, just call aunt."

"Good aunt."

The phone was closed, I gave it to her in April. He looked at me in wonder.

"Why should I ask permission?"

"Later to be reckoned to enter people's homes without permission."

"I've already allowed it."

"I want it by your mother."

"OKAY. Okay." Okay."

"Eh yes. Its mush. I brought chicken porridge. A moment." I prepared the porridge and returned to April. Give the porridge to him. Then his face turned irritated.

"You know I'm sick, right?"

"Yes. Know."

"Booking."

"Hmm." I smile. "I haven't got your permission. So afraid you're angry."

"Yes. Now allowed to feed me."

"good. But stir or not?"

"Don't."

"And the porridge is good to stir."

"It doesn't."

"It's stirred April so evenly."

"Would you bribe me or argue?"

"Hehe. Joking... Aaa." I told him to open his mouth. He ate very well until the porridge was gone.

"Medicine?"

"Yes. O B A T's." I spell the letters one by one.

"What medicine?"

"From the doctor." He shook his head.

"You haven't been checked?"

"Not yet." His words made me pat my own tongue. He's sick but not checked how? "I'm just not feeling well." Further.

"Not feeling well it hurts too, April."

"But I don't need a doctor. Just need a break."

"Oh okay. You rest. I'll wait for you here. If you need anything, say it." I immediately walked away to the desk where I was studying. He looked at me with a smile.

"She wanted to rest, but instead saw me continue." Ketus.

"You stay sitting here. Let me not have to talk too loud to call you."

"OKAY. Okay." Okay." My feet walked up to him again, then sat back down next to him. "OKAY. Rest." Because the seat was too high, so I sat on the floor, folding my hands on April's bed. Right next to. Saw him sleep well. Despite sleeping so, her beautiful face never disappeared. I hold my cheek with my right hand while looking at his face.

It had been almost thirty minutes since April asleep. I've played games, opened instagram to twitter to find entertainment. But I'm still bored. I was going out. But I can't leave him here alone. I was afraid he needed something and I wasn't there. Over time, I unconsciously fell asleep with my head leaning over the folds of my hand..

A hand swept my hair. I felt it but my eyes were still closed. I slowly opened my eyes and woke up. In front of me April is waking up and smiling. My handkerchief started to stop.

"Eh. April. Sorry I fell asleep. What do you want? Eaten? Drink?"

"It's noon. You don't have class?"

"Now not yet. Until you are healed. Watching you is more important."

"Eh. I'm okay. Don't skip college."

"I told you there's no class now."

"Hmmm. It's up to you. I want an escrim." His words arrived.

"Aren't you forgetting you're sick?"

"But want to."

"Look. I'll buy you milk or yougurt that tastes strawberries, right?" He nodded.

For some reason, I always wanted to do anything for him as long as he was happy. He's not who I am, but I hope to be who he is. Like right now, if he wasn't sick, maybe I wouldn't have waited for him to rest, buy him whatever he wanted. Because in my opinion, right now he is someone I should give the most priority to and should take care of. Now he's the only one for me. But not only me, he is also the only one for his favorite janu.

After buying yougurt strawberries from a nearby minimarket, I returned to April's house, I saw him chatting with each other via video call. I can guess who he was chatting with.

"Haha." He laughed happily.

"Take good self yes. Don't keep getting sick. I'm so worried here." Say someone behind a video call. April nodded and smiled. After he saw me coming, he stopped his chatter. I went up to him and gave him the yougurt I bought. He drank it up in an instant.

"If drinking can be neat no?" I smiled as I rubbed his lips full of yougurt with my fingers.

"Mmm." He complained as I tried to clean his mouth.

It's late afternoon. April told me to go home soon even if I didn't want to. But he forced. He said I was very smelly, had to take a shower. In order for him not to smell my body, I had to go home and take a shower.

"OKAY. I'm h-home. I'll be here again, okay?"

"No need. My dad might come home from the office. Today he's not out of town."

"Then tomorrow."

"Tomorrow I'll go to college again."

"Eh."

"Yes. I'm sure it's healing tomorrow."

"OKAY. Healed tomorrow. Promise yes. Tos first." I opened my palm towards him.

"Hmm." He then patted my hand and smiled.

"I'm home."

"Yes. See you soon." He waved his hand. I replied, continuing by closing the door.

Return home with pleasure after visiting the princess who said she was not feeling well. He still wants ice cream even though he's sick. Substantial. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever known. But I like that nature. Funnier. When I accidentally fell asleep next to her, she rubbed my head, sweeping my hair which made me so happy was amazing. You are not who I am, but I will still wait to be who you are. Until that fun thing we'll do every second. Until time we are bored with our happiness. But it's still hope, still in the waiting room. Still pseudo and indeterminate.

"Okta, I'm going to head out for the night." He said in a message.