
The car stops in front of a simple house, nothing but Cynthia's house. Daffin first carried Cynthia to sit in a wheelchair, then he brought the goods while the woman was pushed again Mama into the house.
"You're not going straight home, are you, Daffin?" ask Citra.
"Em does Auntie need anything else?" tanya Daffin offers first.
"This is actually Auntie now is in a hurry to go to an event, you can meet Cynthia once not a moment at home?" The image should make good use of this moment.
Daffin nodded slowly understanding, He did not immediately answer and instead glanced at Elisha. The woman shook her head slowly, as if asking her not to obey the order. But because Daffin's a bad person, make him not do.
"Is Aunt going long? You see, I happen to want my friend to find a contract," said Daffin while pointing at Elisa.
"It won't be long, noon will be home too. So can you?"
"Well, if it's not papa, I can keep Cynthia at home for a while" replied Daffin.
The image looks smiling happily and then pats Daffin's hand, "Please ya Daffin, you are indeed a very responsible person."
After the middle-aged woman went out of the house, the atmosphere inside became silent. Daffin turned his head when he saw Elisha sitting rough on a sofa, he knew his best friend must be in a bad mood.
"Elisa if you are bored and do not want to be here, you can go home first, later in the afternoon I just went there," said Daffin.
"Keep if I go, you want to be alone with him in the house?" ask cynical Elisha.
Daffin raised his eyebrows, "Yes I'm here too and take care of Cynthia, afraid she needs something and can't do it alone."
"You are too not happy with people, but earlier you can refuse request Aunty Citra. You also have business, which is me," said Elisha still upset.
Daffin then crouched down in front of Elisha, carrying both hands into his grasp, "Prophe dong, we must divide the time. I've tried my best, too."
While coaxing Elisha, Daffin's attention was distracted by the falling goods from the direction of Cynthia's room. Daffin immediately stood up and checked, worried that something might happen.
"What's wrong?" ask Daffin.
Cynthia turned her head back, "Gue didn't get a glass, I'm terrible" he said.
Daffin who heard that swiftly approached and justified the cup which was fortunately made of plastic. He brought some tissue sheets to wipe the puddles on the floor.
"I'll take some more of the water" Daffin told Cynthia.
When passing through the living room, Daffin had a glance towards the sofa and it turned out there was still Elisha. But his face was still pouting, probably still screeching. Daffin thought this time Cynthia was more important, Elisha could he persuade her later.
"Other times if you need help say it to me, I was outside, I just screamed" said Daffin, giving a glass of water.
Cynthia accepted, "Gue doesn't want to disturb people anymore, let alone you guys rich romantic-romantic," his cynical.
"Not that, Elisha was sulking again -"
"Have he been jealous now you have more time to take care of me than he is?" cynthia.
"Not that, he just cranky because I was going to help him immediately start the contract," replied Daffin trying to explain.
"Surely because I'm a nuisance? Yes it's gone, later he's more cranky again," pushed Cynthia a bit tighter, although actually from the heart does not leave iklas.
The man offered to move Cynthia to the bed, but she refused and said she wanted to leave the house instead. Daffin finally complied, probably tired of staying in the room.
"Where are you guys going?!" ask Elisha.
"Outside the house, ngadem. You wanna come?" bargain Daffin.
"Ck no!" ketus Elisha's.
Cynthia who saw the attitude of the woman just turned the eyeball lazily, then asked Daffin to step back. Why the hell did Daffin even invite Elisha here, already know they do not get along.
"Your house is the same my house must be very different, right?" asked Cynthia to start the conversation again.
"How does it mean?" ask Daffin back.
"Yes your house must be big, while my house is small and ordinary. Sorry if you are not comfortable in an ordinary house rich in gini," said Cynthia.
"No, it's ordinary. You don't tell me that, the important thing is that we still have a place to live."
Cynthia made a faint smile hearing that, indeed this Daffin person was very humble. Though Cynthia realized that she was a bit annoying, but Daffin always patiently faced her.
"Gue wants to learn to stand up, can you help me?" asked Cynthia while raising her head.
Daffin was silent for a moment, "So that means I'm holding it?"
"Well, I haven't been able to walk. Wanna not? If you don't want to, I can be penny-"
"Yes-yes, not yet answered," Daffin argued quickly.
The man then turned to stand in front of Cynthia, keeping both hands on her waist. Daffin said he was sorry, worried about being disrespectful, but Cynthia didn't seem to be a problem.
Daffin carefully began to lift Cynthia's body, and slowly lifted up until standing up. Now their position is very close like hugging, really stuck with the head on the opponent's shoulder.
"Do you know something?" daffin asked slowly, for some reason he felt nervous in a position this close to Cynthia.
"It hurts a lot, but his legs feel really hard in gerakin," replied Cynthia.
"But you've stepped on the ground, really can't race?"
"No, am I going to be a gini forever?" asked Cynthia sadly.
"No, I'm sure you could one day walk normally again. Later will also be therapeutic, if routine can certainly be. You have to be sure of yourself" said Daffin trying to encourage.
Cynthia nodded slowly while trying to smile. His hand that was just holding the side of Daffin's waist slowly stretched out to hug his waist. His head rested on the man's shoulder.
"Hey what are you doing?!" elisha shouted from the door.
Seeing the position of the two people who were very close like they were hugging, somehow his chest was very hot. Elisha then walked over while stomping his feet, after he drew Cynthia's hands rough until she slipped out of Daffin's arms and fell down.
"Elisa are you okay?!" snarled Daffin unconsciously.