Prologue

"How are you feeling cathy?" I asked the woman in the bed of my room, closed her eyes and bent over while holding her aching stomach.

"hmmmm.... frenzy.." she just muttered and still closed her eyes but the frown on her forehead added to it.

I was suddenly nervous at cathy's gesture. I approached her and leaned over the side of the bed.

why cathy's illness appear at this moment, when we are the only two here in the condo.

marilou and i talked about having coffee at starbucks. I haven't seen marilou in a long time and she invited me to have coffee, I also invited cathy to come since she was free during those hours and we had dinner first but after cathy and I ate she felt sick because of her ulcer, so we decided to go home to the condo for a while so that cathy can rest while i wait for marilou from her work.

I looked closely at her face. cathy has also changed a lot since the last time we met.. she matured a little because maybe because of the stress and pressure of her work but its simplicity still remains, her former short hair has also quite longer now. her fluffy lashes still do not fade and even if you do not apply the mask it is still bent upwards .. her sharp nose that is perfect in my eyes, the exact width of her red lips as if she is always enticing'y to taste.

my eyes went to her chest and I couldn't help but look at her delicate side of that part. she is wearing a v-neck white cotton semi-loose shirt.. as usual, her favorite outfit style. because she was tilted it was unavoidable to see a small part of her cleavage.

I swallowed by accident when I glanced at it and I noticed that her breast seemed a bit bigger compared to the old day or maybe because of the position of her lying? or maybe because of her undergarments?

I don't know, I shouldn't bother with such things with her anymore. I just averted my eyes from looking at her body part. I just closed my eyes and dismissed my memory... the trace of yesterday that suddenly flashed back to my brain. I was just shaken because of everything I remember, that,.. arggh and that scenario.

I don't know why but I felt some heat in my chest in those moments. I feel as if something suddenly ignited in the middle of my chest and the cold that enveloped the whole of my heart melted and I also felt a little humidity in the environment even though the air-con of my room was on.

This extraordinary Cathy Narvaez!.. I looked again at the side of her face...

her forehead was still furrowed as if she was still struggling with the pain she was feeling in her body. what is this woman doing before and getting an ulcer?. Is this how she neglected herself so much after what happened to her.... to them?...

"hmmm..." cathy growled again and suddenly she grabbed my arm that was on the side of the bed near her.

"Ca-Cathy?" as I whisper while calling her.

but she still closes her eyes and her forehead remains wrinkled.

"frenzy... please stay.. stay.. stay..." cathy said softly and she caressed my arm down to my hand.

I was a little startled when she squeezed my hand because I felt something like thousands of small voltages of electricity from my hand she was holding and it flowed from my arm to my whole body.

I could see the tiny hairs on my arm standing up and I felt a few strands of my short hair on my nape.

I close my eyes for a moment because of the strange sensation I felt in those moments.. sensation that I just felt again after a few years I was with Cathy... in the same room..

"tsk" I quickly dismissed that scene in my brain.. not right.. not possible.. not possible.

I looked at my hand again that now cathy is still holding tightly, I do not know if I will remove my hand or I will respond to her touch?..

I still feel Cathy's soft hand.. it still does not change.. that is still her soft hand ever since I first touched it a few years ago.

"hmmmm" cathy growled and her forehead furrowed even more which was obvious on her face how much pain she was feeling and she also put more pressure on her hand squeezing my hand.

I was even more nervous with the way she looked, I wasn't really used to taking care of the sick. I do not know what to do, will I leave next to her to take medicine or buy medicine, is she taking medicine? or pick up my phone to call.. but wait, who will I call? is it anne or si desi?

"hmmm.." cathy repeated

"Cathy, what now, will I take you to the hospital?" my nervous question to her.

I wait for her answer, at least, nod or shake she will do, if she can not open her mouth to the extreme pain she feels.

as I watched every movement of her forehead as it frowned I could also feel her periodic squeezing of my hand, and at the same time my heart was beating fast with its normal heartbeat, I did not know why I was like this, and I also could not understand why my heartbeat was like this.

what is this ?, fear for cathy because of her situation?

are you because I don't know what to do at these times?

or fear for myself... fear of how I feel these times, while watching cathy's face.

cathy opened her eyes slightly and I looked at her, she was also looking at me and it seemed like all of a sudden everything flashed back in my mind what happened.. to her.. to me.. to the two of us....