Your hijab warms me

Chapter 16 The First Kissing Rescue Knight

"Gisele, where are you, tell me now." His tone was very, very dictatorial, like a control lunatic.

I imagine him as an old-time film director wearing an old-fashioned shirt with a red beret on his head, looking funny yet upset he remains handsome in my mind.

That picture makes me smile at my own smile like a madman.

"You're so domineering, "I giggle.

"Gisele, please answer me, where are you?"

A Ricardo begged me. I giggled again.

"I'm at Puncak Lembang Bandung, far away from Central Jakarta"

"Where's that side?"

"Search for it yourself ...,! Good night, Ricardo."

"Gisele!"

I hung up. Ha! Even though he didn't tell me about the books. I frowned. Mission not achieved.

I really had a headache, no matter what medicine was in the juice, my head was dizzy when I was in line.

The queue has moved, and now it's my turn. I stared blankly at the poster behind the toilet door that showed safe writing in a relationship.

Suddenly I realized, did I just call Ricardo? My phone rang and it made me jump in shock.

"Hi," I bleated timidly onto the phone. I don't count on this.

"I came to pick you up" he said and hung up. Only Ricardo could sound so calm and threatening at the same time.

It's nonsense. I pulled my jeans up. Heart's pounding. Come to pick me up? Oh naw. I'll be sick. No. I'm fine.

Waita minute. He was just playing with my head. I didn't tell him where I was. He can't find me here. After all, it took him hours to get here from Central Jakarta, Gisele forgot that Ricardo was in Bandung because his headaches left him in a daze.

I washed my hands and checked my face in the mirror.

I look flushed and a little unfocused. Hem... Troublesome medicine maybe I should nag Rahadian later.

I waited on one of the benches for a time that felt like an eternity because it was so long ago and finally returned to the table.

"You've been gone so long." Rahma.

"Where are you?" Add to it

"I'm waiting in the washroom."

Rahadian and Ronal are having a heated argument about the basketball team at the housing union Griya Karsa.

Rahadian stopped babbling to pour the watermelon juice again for all of us, and I refused because my head was dizzy.

"Rahma, I think I should go out and get some fresh air."

"Gisele, you look sick."

"I'm fine, just for a minute"

I broke through the crowd again. I started to feel nauseous, my head was spinning uncomfortably, and my legs were slightly wobbly. More unstable than usual.

I inhaled the cool afternoon air in the parking lot making me a little conscious and relaxed.

My vision was a bit blurry, and I actually saw things split in two like a rerun of Tom and Jerry cartoons. I thought I'd be sick? or am I sick?, I don't know.

Why would I let myself be so fucked up?

"Gisele," Rahadian approached me

"Are you okay?"

"I think yes, I'm fine." I smiled weakly at him.

"It's good if you're okay" he murmured, and his dark eyes glared at me intently.

"Do you need help?" he asked and stepped closer, embracing me.

"My soul is fine. Don't touch me! " I pushed it a little weak because my head still hurts.

"Gisele, please, I just want to help you" she whispered, and now she's hugging me, pulling me closer to her.

"Rahadian, what are you doing?"

"You know I like you, Gisele, please." She had one hand on my back that was holding me back towards her, the other on my chin turned my head upside down. Astaghfirullah.

"No Rahadian, stop." I pushed him, but he was too heavy with his hard muscles, and I couldn't shift him.

Her hand slipped into my veil so she touched my hair, and she held my head in place.

"Rahadian, no," I begged. I don't want this. You're my friend, and I think I'm gonna throw up.

"I think the woman said no." A voice in the darkness said slowly. Athaghfirullah! Ricardo, he's here.

Rahadian released me.

"What a problem you jerk,!" the word Rahadian is short. I glanced anxiously at Ricardo. He glared at Rahadian, and he was furious. It's nonsense. My stomach was nauseous, and the nausea was multiplied, my body could no longer tolerate my nausea, and I vomited to the ground.

"Ugh, Gisele what are you doing!" Rahadian jumped back in disgust. Ricardo pulled my veil and kept me away from Rahadian, he took me to a flowerbed on the edge of the parking lot.

I noticed, with a thousand thanks for her, because she had saved me from my first kiss which I should have only given to my husband later.

"If you're gonna throw up again, do it here. I'll accompany you." He tried to hold my head. I awkwardly tried to push her away, but I threw up again... And again. Oh maybe I catch a cold...

how long this will last Even when my stomach is empty and no one comes out, the afternoon breeze feels like hitting my body. Finally, I don't feel nauseous anymore.

But it's an embarrassing moment in front of people I like.

My hands rested on the brick wall of the flowerbed, barely holding me back. Ricardo gave me a handkerchief.

Only he had a handkerchief with a very famous brand that was designed by a famous designer handkerchief that was very fragrant as freshly washed.

I don't know if I can afford this with my salary for a year? I vaguely wondered what T meant when I wiped my mouth. I can't force myself to see it.

I was flooded with shame, fed up with myself. I want to be swallowed by a whale in the Pacific Ocean and be anywhere but here.

Rahadian was still standing near the entrance of the party house, watching us. I groaned and put my head in my hands. This has to be the single worst moment of my life.

My head was still dizzy as I tried to recall the worse ones ..and I could only think of Ricardo who was now near me.

I took the risk of peeping at him. He looked at me, his face calm, unreadable what was going through his mind. Turning around, I glanced at Rahadian who looked very embarrassed and, like her I was intimidated by Ricardo.

I glared at him. I have a few choice words that my friend once called, I can't repeat time. Maybe now I look bad in her eyes.

"I'll err ... see you inside," Rahadian muttered, but we both ignored him, and he slipped back into the building.

I'm alone with Ricardo. I was wrong with his behavior. What am I supposed to tell him?

Apologize 'cause I called her maybe?.

"I'm sorry" I muttered, staring at the handkerchief I was worried about with my fingers. It's very soft.

"Why are you sorry? What's your fault, Gisele?"

Oh, he embarrassed me.

"Because I've been calling you especially, now I'm sick. And I'm puking in front of you, my many mistakes may be endless,"

I whispered, feeling my skin whiten. Please, can I hide in the ant hole?

"We've all been sick, maybe you're not feeling well, so it's not all your fault" he said.

"Have you ever been like this before?"

My head was buzzing maybe this headache was due to the medicine in the watermelon juice but I couldn't be prejudiced against Rahadian continuously, even though it was all reinforced by his behavior earlier on to me.

"No, maybe it's just a common cold" I said.

I don't understand why he came here. I'm starting to feel weak. She noticed my lap and grabbed me before I fell and lifted me into her arms, hugging me close to her chest like a child, but I felt like a princess, I wanted to reject her but my body was completely limp.

"Come, I'll take you home" he whispered.

"I have to tell Rahma." Oh my goodness, I'm in his arms again.

"My brother can tell her."

"What?"

"My brother Ehsan is talking to Miss Susilawati."

"Oh?" I don't get it.

"He was with me when you called."

"In Central Jakarta?" I'm rattled.

"No, I live on the Way of the Roses."

Oh right now he is in Bandung, why can I forget?

"How did you find me?"

"I tracked down your phone, Gisele."