Shouldn't Be This Way

Chapter 11: So grateful

" What the hell just happened? "

Jasmine groans gently as she shifts her weight to find a more comfortable position. She furrows her brows as she feels the delicate cotton fabric of some form of blanket. She snapped her eyes wide and sat up straight.

She became dumbfounded when she spotted Putera staring at her from the foldable chair, his face filled with concerned and anxious expressions.

" Oh, you're finally awake " Putera said, his face lit up with relief.

" Putera, what happened? Why are you in my room? Where is everyone? " With a shaky voice, she bombed the question.

" Don't worry, you're fine." " I discovered you were laying in front of my bunker looking pale as I was about to leave to use the restroom."

" I appreciate it..." "You've already help me twice." She expresses her gratitude while avoiding eye contact by staring out the window.

" Wait!? " She exclaims at sudden realization. "Did you carry me from your room to mine?" She bites her lower lip feeling embarrassed.

Putera lightly laughed, " Yes, it's fine, you're not heavy at all, and it just like lifting five gas cylinders " He joked around.

" Wait, that sounds heavy! " her cheek turned red.

" Enough with that, I brew a tea for you to make yourself feel better " He poured herself a cup of tea and placed it on the table.

" I felt like a crippled person " Jasmine stated meekly as she shifted her posture to drink more comfortably.

" Thank you anyway " She took the cup from the table.

Tapping her fingers against the ear of the cup, a thin-lipped smile tugged at her lips as she asked bashfully, " Did everyone else aware that you're in my room now? "

Putera chuckled " I'm not sure about the girls, but Jafri still sleeping when I entered his room to take this foldable chair and Adam is still comfortably asleep as I can hear a loud snoring coming from his room from the outside."

" Okay " " You made a good tea, what kind of tea is this?" She tried to change the topic.

" Don't judge me! I'm more to a coffee girl " She went on before Putera could respond to the inquiry.

" This is jasmine tea " Putera leaned himself on the seat and glanced at her. " No pun intended " He smiled with a glint in his eye.

" No pun received " Jasmine responded with a light chuckle. " Is it a hassle though to brew your own tea? " She voiced out his curiosity.

Putera wrinkled her nose at her question " No, its so easy, I just a need packet of sugar, hot water and my tea bag "

" I am always bring tea cup set with me whenever I had to leave my home " Putera said with palpable enthusiasm on his face. " It calms me down, " he added.

" Hmm, you're such an interesting guy " She shrugged.

Putera only grin before he change his face to serious expression, " I don't know what happen last night, but if you want to share it with me, I'm more than willing to lend my ear "

Jasmine paused to think an excuse because she realized that her experience last night might sounds crazy to him. She grinned nervously, " Oh, I believe I'm sleepwalking again." " I always do it when I sleep in a unfamiliar place "

" I've heard a lot about this tea, but I've never tasted it " She hastily changes the subject before allowing him to ask the follow-up question.

Putera noticed that Jasmine was reluctant to share what had happened the night before, so like a gentleman he chose to just go with the flow of the conversation. " Taste good right? " His face was lightening up. " It is one of my favourite tea "

" Which one are your favorite, the tea or me? " Jasmine's voice is sweeter than honey as she dropped a bomb on Putera.

Putera choked as the question caught him off guard. Once that question was thrown, it felt like a stream of electric current jolted him many times, rendering him speechless. His white cheeks flush a deep red. " I guess you already feels better as you can joke around like this. " Putera said after momentarily being at a loss for words.

" Oh no " Then, he realising something, Putera pulled out her phone from her pocket to check the time, " It's already 7 a.m., I should go to my room before the rest wake up "

He rose from his seat " Have a good rest Jasmine " Putera spoke with his melodic voice.

" Okay, that might do " she said delicately, her question just now causing her an internal regret.

Putera then left the room and stride to his room. He suppressed a snicker at the recent memory. He sighed contentedly as he rested his head on the pillow. He was relieved that nothing awful had happened, but he was still curious on what happened last night.

From the outside, he heard a familiar footstep marching toward his room. He then pretends to sleep as he recognised the footstep.

" Rise and shine Put! " Jafri shouted annoyingly as he slide the door open.

" I don't have any energy left for you " Putera put a sleepy face with hoarseness in his voice.

" Please accompany me to breakfast " Jafri said while rummaging through Putera stuff on his table.

" Did you brew a tea early in the morning " He noticed a tea set on the table. " What the hell you brought a 'Febreze' to the trip? " He asked another question as he found an air fresheners of Febreze's brand on the leg of the bed.

" Can you please let people answered your question first before you ask another question " Putera groaned as he was annoyed by his fried.

" I just crave a hot tea and I brought the Febreze because you know that I cannot sleep with unfamiliar smell especially this metallic smell of the train " He answered both the question at the same time.

" Are you satisfied? " While laying on the bed, Putera locks his sharp gaze on his buddy.

" Not satisfied, let's go have a breakfast then I will be very satisfied " Jafri stick out his tongue.

Putera is well aware that he will not be able to defeat his friend in this worthless game of wits. He then changed into a white Nike sweater and left his room to accompany his friend having a breakfast.