
"Naj, can you please get me a ripe rambutan fruit on top of that tree ?" Syaza asked as his finger pointed up the rambutan tree.
Najwan frowned. (He wants me to climb that tree ? It is true ! I'm not good at climbing) Najwan's heart is restless.
"Please, Naj. In this house there's no hook for that. The Ammir is also lazy. Please..."
(Okay... I also had to climb this tree. I showed him I couldn't climb a tree. Missing my macho too!) Najwan said in his heart.
Najwan then climbed the branch of the shady rambutan tree carefully. Even though the tree looked low but in his heart there was still a feeling of fear. (O Allah ! Don't let anything happen to me!) He prayed in his heart. If one steps his sturdy body will fall to the ground like a rotten jackfruit. He would be ashamed if it really happened in front of Syaza.
Syaza smiled cutely when he saw Najwan hesitating to massage his feet into every branch of the tree. (This Naj never climbed a tree apparently. Proud to show macho to me apparently) Syaza said inwardly.
Najwan pulled a small branch to pluck the rambutan fruit without realizing his feet were not spawning the branches properly. Suddenly he felt his body could not be balanced anymore then with a blink of an eye he had fallen on the ground.
"Oh my God !" Syaza screamed to see the man's body fall in front of his eyes. He immediately approached Najwan who was groaning in pain while holding his left leg.
"Naj, are you okay ?" That's all that can be said. He was still astonished by what had happened that made his tongue twitch.
"My feet hurt a little. Maybe a sprain."
"Mir, please Kak Jaja ! Naj's brother fell !" Shaza screams at his sister who is in the house.
Ammir ran quickly to find them. It appears Najwan is trying to stand while assisted by his brother. They both helped Najwan into the house. Syaza then looks for massage oil in the cupboard in the kitchen to treat Najwan's sprained leg.
"Naj, is it true that your foot is just a sprain... Isn't it broken ?" Tanya Syaza was worried. His eyes were already in tears holding back as he looked at the pain Najwan was experiencing. He's sorry. Had he not told Najwan, his friend would not have been hurt like that.
"You don't worry ! Indeed, my legs are just sprains," persuaded Najwan after seeing my face and afraid Syaza when he saw his injury. She felt tears welling up in the girl's eyelids.
Shaza was relieved to hear Najwan's explanation. Sitting cross-legged he held the leg of the man in front of him. The left leg of Najwan. He rubbed Najwan's left leg with massage oil and massaged it carefully.
Najwan was amazed by Syaza's treatment. He refused the actions of Shaza but the gentle order of Shaza's hand undoes his intentions. Shade the face of Syaza who bowed his legs. She did not expect her tomboyish best friend to have true gentleness.
""I'm very, very sorry, Naj. Because of me, you have become like this" Syaza said in a regretful tone. It was seen that Najwan's forehead was wrinkled withstanding the pain due to the sequence.
"You're not wrong. I'm the one who's acting smart. Arrogant to show you macho... Suddenly it fell like a rotten jackfruit" Najwan explained with a slight laugh. He saw Ammir sitting by their side laughing.
"Abang Naj want to know no ? Kak Jaja is indeed good at sequencing. He learned where we all didn't know. And if you want to know, as long as Ammir grows together... This was the first time Ammir's beloved brother had cried because of a man. It seems like this brother is indeed a lucky man who can make Kak Jaja drain tears. It's so scary this brother Naj !" Let's say Ammir made Syaza's cheeks blush red with embarrassment. He glanced sharply at Ammir. (Review you're Mir!).
"This guy wants to know !" Not yet had Shaza pinch him, Ammir immediately got up and ran into his room laughing heartily.
Najwan just smiled watching the gelagat Syaza and his sister. Indeed, it looks familiarity of those who are always joking.
"Your feet still hurt, Naj ? If it's too late, I'll go to the kitchen first."
"I've been feeling a little light... Thanks for my foot massage."
"All right ! But after this you have to give me the hardener."
"What ? Wages ? What does it look like ? What are you gonna harden ?"
Syaza wanted to laugh at Najwan's funny question. (Indeed, this city boy Naj. The hardener didn't know) his heart said funny.
"Naj, if you want to know... The hardener was like a payment for a masseuse in the village. Okay, I go to the kitchen first. What do you want to drink water ? I can make it later."
"Shaz ! What do you want as a hardener ?" Najwan asked with a cynical smile. He deliberately wanted to tease the tomboy girl. His eyes looked at Syaza slightly laughing as he closed the massage oil bottle.
"If I ask your car outside as a hardener, what can it be ?"
"Amboi, ma'am massage ! Too much hardener that you asked for. Time just sorting my legs a little, Mak want a car ? Mak massage ask for things that are a little small like money ten thousand ? Or twenty thousand ? If you want, now I can love you. Besides, my car is not paid off yet, Mak !" Najwan flat said.
"Ewah... Ewahs... Mr. Aizad Najwan thinks it's easy to get massage massage from a tomboy-like massage Mak. If it's just ten and twenty thousand dollars, I'd better save it in the elephant's savings in my room, "Syaza replies pretending to be serious, but looking at Najwan's smiley gurgle, mocking, he finally let out a laugh along with the man.