The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
The same port

Not a game, not a play, as smooth as the struggle may have to be in tumbalkan. A wound scratch, seresah sea lara. Let it die for a light that will be grasped later.

Gavin! Sick and tired, now paid off.

In front of him, though still lying in his valve, Nilam had already survived the gloom of death. And of course save himself from the bitter loss and separation.

Gently, next to the rows of fingers ceaselessly swept across the face of the still pale Patchouli. One other hand rubbed into the head of the girl who is now his fiancee.

"I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry I failed to take care of you." Tears still seem to be producing smoothly in her glands. She returned to her small tears.

The pacification pat on his shoulder made him look up. "Ken."

"That's it, Gav .. You'd better take a break. Your body must be tired."

"No, Ken. I want to stay next to him. You're the one who's resting. I think the blood draw process is quite draining your energy. So go home like everyone else." Gavin was strong in his desire.

Although it can not be denied, the blackspot that frames at the edge of his eyelids is enough to be evidence of fatigue.

"But, Gav. It's 09 in the morning. You haven't rested your body from yesterday. I'm afraid your health is compromised. Do you want, when Nilam woke up, to see you still in this mess? Isn't that embarrassing? Do you think that he wouldn't be surprised, either, to see his blood splattered on you?" Kenzie keeps trying to understand.

Digesting every sentence of Kenzie, Gavin was silent for a moment. "Yes, you're right. I have to call Mama to bring my clothes here."

"Hey! Do you want to be an ungodly child?! Your mom and everyone just got home. He needs a break."

Hearing Kenzie's snapping, Gavin gasped. "Yes, too. All right, I'll call Asty."

"Gav .. Not just your clothes, but you need rest and sleep. To make you look fresh when Nilam wakes up."

"alright. I'll sleep there." Pointing a sofa in the corner of the room.

"Yes, that's better" said Kenzie. "Oiya, I also have to go home to see my mother's condition. And I've asked Chaka to come here and bring you some food. He's on his way."

"The chaka? What's for?" There was a disapproving frown on Gavin's face.

Kenzie breathed a rough breath. "Gav ... Nilam had just been shot, and the culprit was still unknown. I'm afraid that guy's still after Nilam. So I asked Chaka to come here to look after Nilam while you rest, to minimize the worst, Gav. You understand no?!"

Jealousy still occupies the throne in Gavin. But the words that Kenzie said, are all true. Danger is still targeting his favorite girl.

"alright. Tell the other two to stand guard at the front door."

"Before you say, I did. They've been standing straight on the right and left side of the door" Kenzie said in a fit of annoyance.

Gavin looked funny and amazed at his best friend. He got up and hugged Kenzie. "Thank you, Ken. You've always been my best friend."

"Yes .. yes .. yes .... And I'm starting to take care of your silliest friend" Kenzie replied as if he was uncomfortable.

"I don't care! I thank you so much, because you saved my Nilam."

Hiding those bitter feelings behind her genuine smile. "I'm happy to do it. Because Nilam is also .. my best friend."

Nilasku ...

This is how it feels to love the same person as your best friend. Not because he lost, nor because he was unable to reach Nilam's heart. But friendship is not the right thing to sacrifice.

"I've always believed in you, Ken."

"I'm not that perfect. I just do what I can do. Now rest. I gotta go right away."

"alright. Give my regards to your mother."

Kenzie just nodded. For a moment he glanced at Nilam who was still quiet in his silence.

Hope you recover soon, great girl.

We have the same blood type.

But baby, the equation wasn't meant to come together.

That distance is too strong to erode.

I love you ... Patchouli.

He then walked away from the place with a bitter feeling.

And Gavin .. is clearly aware of that. He stared at the door that had just swallowed Kenzie's body behind it.

"Ken .. I'm sorry .. You can say I'm cruel and selfish. But I can't let go of Nilam for you, as easy as the sacrifice you made for him. I love her too much. Sorry."

This is how, when love .. is anchored in the same place.

*****

Tok tok ....

Gavin, who had just closed his eyelids and was laying down his tired body on the sofa, immediately blinked. "Who?!"

"Lake in."

Chequek!

The door slowly opened. "Excuse me, Boss. Here I bring you a suit at the boss's request." A brown paperbag was linked on his fingers.

"Give it!"

Asty walked closer to Gavin. "Here, Boss." Instantly, Asty's eyes were fixated on a single point.

Patchouli! The girl he knew as Nuri was weakly rolled over the cage. "Umm, Boss ... Nuri why?"

Asty's point of view was, of course, followed by Gavin. "He shot a mysterious man."

"What, Boss?! Shot?!" Flinched not a bitch.

Gavin walked up to Nilam who was still in his soul race. "Yes." Yeah." A moment later that look turned sharp. "I assure you, the man will get a proper reply.

"I agree, Boss!"

"What did you say." Gavin frowned in wonder. " Boss?"

"E-eh that's .. i-iya, boss." Asty with her clumsy grin.

"Why did you suddenly change your call?" gavin asked as he got up from his place. The eagle's eyes had dimmed.

Instead of answering, Asty's focus was on the suit Gavin was wearing, with a slightly grimacing face. "Boss, your shirt, is that Nuri's blood?"

"Huhh, you are very similar to Chaka" Gavin said. "If you had come to your boss's show last night, you would have known it was happening!"

Asty's astonished face turned ugly. "Sorry, Boss. I'm in monthly pain. So can't come to your show."

"Monthly pain?" Frowning. "I just heard. What does it look like?" Gavin clearly doesn't understand.

"Huh...?" Asty in gawking mode.

I think I mispronounced. "When the Boss gets married to Nuri, the Boss will know what monthly pain is."

"really? Are all women experiencing?"

Quibble. "Already, Boss. Doesn't matter!"

"It doesn't matter, why didn't you come last night?"

CHECKMATE!

"Hehe ...." Scratching his head that is not itchy. "Alright, Boss. Quick shower. Nuri let me take care of you."

"Name Nilam. Not Nuri!" gavin reminded.

Again and again. Could he be in a Jumanji movie or maybe Zatura? Hhufft .. full of confusion. "Why did his name suddenly change?"

"Nothing has changed. His name is Nilam. Nuri's just one way to avoid danger."

What??!!

What else is that?

"Have it, there's no duty for you to think this through. I'm gonna clean myself up. You take care of Nilam for a minute."

"Good, Boss."

Patchouli. Name's Nilam. Why is his life so enigmatic. Even he got shot like this.

Who exactly is he?

****

"Basic fool!! Killing one weak woman alone you are not a dick!! Aren't you a sniper? Why didn't the woman die?!!"

"Sorry, Miss. The movement of the people dancing was quite difficult for me. Just being able to pierce his side belly was lucky."

"Lucky to say ...? He's alive and safe! You still say it's lucky?!!"

"Sorry, Miss!!"

"Basic is useless!!! Go...!!"

The messenger got up from the bottom, and left the person he called Miss in haste.

"It looks like I have to step in and move on my own. That rotten woman must die ...!!"