Friend's Choice Lover
49. Apartments

...Matchmaker. ...

...We don't know who is right for us. Either that's what you're with now, or what you're hating right now. Or you think of as just a friend, even someone who hasn't met you. Because the soul mate is an.. ...

... THE SECRET OF GOD. ...

...~Safiya Khanza Ayunindya~...

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Fiya woke up from her sleep. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. He looked to his right and left even to the corner of the room.

"Am I in heaven." Inner.

He looked at the sleeping lamp with two watches lying beside him. Fiya took it and saw it. Take care of her and look with tears coming out of the corner of her eyes.

"I'll see you soon." said Fiya lirih.

He also saw food and paper bags lying on the red sofa available in the golden yellow room. Fiya got up and took the paper bag. Without being stale, he immediately ate the food on the table which was none other than fried rice.

"Eh.. My food is why you eat!!" scream someone.

Fiya choked and then immediately drank the water available beside him. He was also shocked when the person shouting at him was already beside him.

"Loh, demon Farhan. Kok lo here. Lo in heaven too." said Fiya who got a sling on his head.

"Ah ouhhh.." groaned Fiya.

Farhan stood in front of him wearing his uniform and also did not forget to wear the black jacket that had become his trademark.

"Heaven.. The paradise... I'm not dead yet, this is my apartment. I've been hitchhiking, eating everyone's food, there you masakin for me." said Farhan while yelling at Fiya.

I don't know what entered it, he suddenly lowered his head and cried to remember Dimas.

"Eh.. Pake drama cry all. Sana cooks herself." said Farhan dislike.

"Lo why should I save it? Why don't you put me on the street and get cold so I die. Hix.. Whyaa... Hix.. Whyaaa.." said Fiya while crying.

"Gue is no longer strong in this world. Hix.. I´m... Hiks.to feel all wrong continue here.. Hicks... . You even saved me.. Hix... I don't want to live... Againiii.." he continued.

Farhan was only confused by the words of Fiya who was crying while hiccupping. Farhan covered his ears with both hands.

"Lo don't want me here... Hix... I'm a hassle.hiks... The right hiks in this world...No friends, no brothers.hikss. In hate my friends.hiks.. , keep me living for what.hikss... Mending me dead." said Fiya seriously because of despair.

Fiya went out to the balcony. Farhan did not stay still and gripped Fiya's hand firmly.

"Lo can't be reckless.. Crazy ass.." he said.

"Gue is crazy... Hix.. I'm not in my right mind.. mending off me now..hikss..."

Fiya rebelled and tried to release his hand from Farhan's clutches.

"Lo can think positively no si, if you die here, maybe this apartment anggker then bankrupt because of lo. You want to make my family suffer, keep doain you go to hell... And.. Can't see Dimas in heaven."

Farhan's words made him limp helplessly. Fiya could no longer stand up and then sat limp on the floor. Fiya's cry grew louder making Farhan feel a little pity.

"Mending lo sit down, you continue to eat. I want to cook again, but I'm late. If you want to go to school, mending lo go home I intervened." said Farhan who was answered by Fiya.

"If you don't want to, you keep it here. I am afraid of suicide, I still have to bother dealing with typical lo. I woke up..."

Farhan pulls Fiya's hand and Fiya releases him and walks back towards the sofa itself.

"Lo just left. Oh, sorry, I've been hitching a ride here for a few days. If I feel good, I go home and pay the bills for this apartment. And, in return, I want to be your personal helper a few days before I get better" said Fiya.

"As far as you go, I don't understand, as long as you don't try to kill yourself in my apartment. I'll leave first. Inget, don't macem. You want to change clothes, it's in the paper bag, hopefully it will fit." said Farhan while lifting his index finger toward the paper bag.

Fiya was stunned when he saw the room like a dream luxury house. On the right there is a kitchen and on the left there is a small living room and bordering the exit.

Fiya also took the initiative to clean the room which was quite messy. She rolled her hair and began to clean the dirty dishes and put them in place. Then he cleaned the front room and turned to his room.

"Farhan's wardrobe, don't open it.."

He opened Farhan's closet. As soon as he opened it, some of his clothes fell on Fiya. Without complaining, he cleaned it up.

After the top cabinet was finished, Fiya opened the drawer under the two-door closet. However, the place in instead turned out to be a forbidden item that he should not have seen, so he did not so clean the drawer.

After everything was neat, Fiya decided to clean up. He only realized that he was wearing sleeping clothes, but as he remembered his clothes were wet because he broke through the heavy rain.

"Ooh.. Who changed my clothes?" thought Fiya in his heart.

His mind began to fall into the fog, but soon he was swept away. After taking a shower, she wore the clothes in the paper bag that Farhan showed. That is a long white shirt and jeans on the knees a little, and let his hair in the booth because it was wet. Afterwards, she decided to take a break after watching her favorite television.

At half-hour one in the afternoon, Fiya got up and cooked lunch. Because it wasn't just Fiya who stayed, so she cooked for two portions. He cooks kale and sardines available in the refrigerator cabinet.

Right at half-hour two in the afternoon, Farhan came and already found Fiya waiting at the dining table while preparing lunch.

"What is this smell?" inner Farhan.

Farhan headed straight to the dining table and put his bag beside him.

"It turns out pinter cook also lo. If you want to be my personal assistant, it's not a problem." said Farhan.

"The cooking problem is easy. I'm not like a girl today who only knows how to lie down. Emang lo who can only cook fried rice doang." mock Fiya back.

"Ah... It's up lo. I eat first." said Farhan while taking rice and side dishes to his plate.

"Don't finish, I'm also a laper."

Fiya sat in front of him and then ate his food. Farhan fed his rice into his mouth and he was amazed by the taste.

"Viihi... Great also lo cuisine, if I can be economical, do not need to eat at the restaurant anymore." praise Farhan.

"If I'm better, I'll go home. Oyya... Btw, who changed my shirt?" ask Fiya a little doubtful.

"Ep.. Uhuk.. Uhuk.." Farhan chokes when he hears Fiya's words, and he drinks quickly with water beside him.

"Why are you talking about that now? The point is not me, the waiter here who I told you to change your clothes" said Farhan.

Fiya could breathe a sigh of relief and then continue eating it. Dining Dimas went to his room and decided to change his clothes.

He was shocked when he saw his very neat closet. He also shouted the name of Fiya who was busy eating snacks.

"Khanza's..."

Fiya went into his room and saw Farhan opening his closet.

"Lo clean my closet. Lo open this drawer is not." said Farhan while pointing at the drawer that had an id underneath.

"Open a little, but not in order. Anything else?" ask Fiya.

"Not there, there out."

Fiya complied and then sat in the living room while watching the television available in the room. Farhan himself, could only surrender and then take the clothes as necessary.

"Based on the boy." he said softly.

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