Five ten steps
6 - Other Side

Ifsan exhaled a long breath looking at Aila who was still asleep with sweat all over her body. He felt inexhaustible and a little annoyed that the girl was sick when everyone in his house went all out and the girl did not ask anyone for help at all. If it were not for Aila's friends who took the initiative to visit the girl, he could not imagine how the girl would be.

His hand moved spontaneously to take a dry towel prepared by his friend Aila to wipe Aila's body which continued to sweat. Feeling the touch of a towel on her body, Aila blinked her eyes to try to adjust the light of the room that entered her eyes. Ifsan who did not take his eyes off Aila even brought his ears closer. "Aus," said the girl.

Without saying anything, Ifsan exited Aila's room to grab a glass of water. His phone rang displaying the name of the brother's contact on his screen.

"Dapet isn't?" ifsan asked so raised Wildan's call.

"Yes already lo cantolin aja in the pager, later the cave take."

"Yes yes. He said to Depok there was a big family event that was talking about it. The cave is also no further."

"Don't know how rich, his mother just nitip a spare house key, the same said if there is Aila really at home, he didn't pesen anything else."

Ifsan pushed the door of Aila's room slightly closed with her elbow as both her hands were busy holding the phone and the glass simultaneously. "She knew from her friends. If they don't ask the cave to open the door of Aila's house with a spare key, no one will know that Aila is sick," his reply subconsciously raised the tone of his tone to Wildan on the phone.

Aila herself was struggling to get up and lean on her headboard. In his heart he grumbled annoyed that Ifsan was busy chatting on his phone instead of helping him sit up. For whatever sake he felt extremely weak and powerless! This must have been because there had been no food going into his stomach since noon.

"Aus iihh!" aila's whining surprised Ifsan. The man hung up the phone unilaterally in surprise. It seemed like Aila was really thirsty to the point that for the first time she heard the girl whining like this to her.

After putting her original phone in place of Aila's book, Ifsan helped the girl to quench her thirst. "Where? Still dizzy?" asked Ifsan while putting the glass in his hand on the nightstand next to Aila's bed.

"Slightly," replied the girl awkwardly.

"Mas came out for a while," said Ifsan who was only taken head slowly by Aila. In her heart Aila regretted her childish behavior earlier. It could be that he could not control himself in front of Ifsan and whined like that. It must have felt strange and ilfeel to him. Damaged was his jutek image in front of the man.

On the other hand Ifsan was still a little surprised by Aila's whining. For whatever sake it looked sweet in her eyes, unlike the usual Aila.

"Lo what?" asked Ifsan when he found the brother standing in front of the gate of Aila's house with a bag of plastic in his hand.

After opening the gate, Wildan interrupted without Ifsan being able to prevent it. "Come here is the cave, girls can not be alone if the malem-malem gini. All the caves are going to look at you."

"As far as you are," said Ifsan grab the package in the hands of the brother, then go inside followed by Wildan behind him.

Ifsan went to the kitchen first to move the food to the bowl, while Wildan went straight to Aila's room to see the girl's condition.

Tok!

Wildan first knocked on Aila's half-opened bedroom door before actually going inside. "Where, La?" his question did not dare to approach. Seeing Aila to the point of surprise when she saw him, the man decided to keep his distance by standing near the door.

Aila smiled awkwardly. For whatever sake he really do grudge today, and set it as his tertiary day of the year. How can he be looked at and guarded by two brothers who most hated him?

Meeting or interacting with one of them alone can make his feelings arrogant, then now he has to deal with these two people at the same time like this?!

Wildan smiled stiffly because he was also confused to face the son of his famous quiet and jutek neighbor. "If so in the middle room, yes. Later if you need something, you yell."

"Ok," replied Aila slowly.

Ifsan came in with a bowl and a pitcher of water in his hand. "Thank you, Mas" Aila said as she watched the man return to her room with food and drink for her. Although Aila did not like this man, it did not mean that Aila did not know how to thank the person who had helped her.

"Hm, equally. Now let's eat first," said Ifsan who was ready to feed Aila. The two were silent as Aila raised her hand.

"What are you doing?" ifsan asked making Aila's forehead wrinkle.

"Request bowl. Did I say I was told to eat?"

"Mas bribe. Mending you balesin chat. They were very worried earlier, but because they said they had an event .. eventually they nitipin you same Mas. Come on aaa." Ifsan directly thrust a spoonful of soup into Aila's mouth. Although awkward, Aila finally opened her mouth obediently because there was no energy to argue.

"Too hot?" asked Ifsan who got the head from Aila. The girl bothered to get rid of the strands of hair that almost entered her mouth. Ifsan who saw that also took the initiative to help Aila, but apparently the girl could handle it herself.

While tying her original hair with a pigtail that was always on her wrist, Aila asked, "they tell you what event?"

"That year. They also said they'd be here again." Aila was just bearded hearing Ifsan's explanation to her. Now the focus of the girl had already switched on the phone in her hand. Lots of missed call notifications and some messages from his friends that he has not read. Meanwhile, Ifsan continued to feed Aila painstakingly. They were not even aware that Wildan was watching the two from the outside.

"I don't want the ijo-ijo" said Aila with a gaze that was now staring straight at the spoon in Ifsan's hand.

Ifsan's eyebrows shot up next to. "Why?" her question asked why the girl was reluctant to eat her feed this time.

"Don't like vegetables" replied Aila quickly.

Now Ifsan's forehead was wrinkled to hear it. "But you ate the carrot, Ai? Even the cabbage you ate ...."

"Emang yes?" asked Aila who apparently did not realize that she had managed to swallow the food she hated the most.

"Yes. You are too focused on your phone, so do not ngeh. Now open his mouth again," Ifsan ordered not to get rid of the vegetables on his spoon. This made Aila shake her head reluctantly to open her mouth, the girl even more tightly shut her mouth.

In her own heart Aila was unsure and believed in Ifsan's answer earlier. He might be able to swallow that green food. For a long time he could no longer swallow the green food since stepping on the Elementary School bench, after that until now his tongue seemed to reject the presence of food like that foliage and always ended up spewing the leaves out of his mouth.

"Ai, this pegel is Mas's hand," lamented Ifsan.

Aila shook her head. "Coverty first" he answered with lightning as soon as he closed his mouth tightly.

Ifsan exhaled a rough breath, he relented getting rid of all the vegetables as Aila requested. The girl finally reopened her mouth and smiled victorious afterwards.