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Tama holds his stomach. Slow down.

"Ouch ...."

Eshika who had just sat behind the wheel turned her head. "What's wrong? Want to go to toilet?"

Tama grimaced. Then shook his head. "I don't want to go to the toilet, but my stomach really hurts."

Eshika took a deep breath. "Put on your seat belt first. Let's hurry up."

"Adudududuh," groaned Tama. "Don't you see I can't putting on a seat belt? If my hand leaves my stomach, the stomachache will get worse. Oooooo!"

Eshika's eyes flickered.

Oh Lord. How bad is Tama's diarrhea?

Swallowing her saliva, Eshika unbuckled her seatbelt. She stretched out her hand as she leaned forward.

"Let me," she whispered. "Let me wear it."

Tama smiled amusedly. His tongue sticks out a little. Snapped it for an instant as Eshika's body bent down in front of her to fasten the seatbelt.

"Click."

Eshika let out a long breath as the seat belt was fastened. While making sure it was installed properly, Eshika tilted her head.

Deg!

Tama looked at Eshika who was staring at her.

"How? Tight isn't it?"

"Eh?"

Tama blinked.

"Tight huh?" asked Eshika.

Eshika rose slightly. Grabbed the seat belt across Tama's chest. A little interesting.

"Now?"

"Ehm..." Tama nodded. "Okay."

Finished with Tama's seat belt, Eshika immediately put on her own. And not long after, the car was speeding down the street.

Along the way, almost no one made a sound between them. Then suddenly Tama thought of something.

"Esh...."

"What?"

Tama frowned when she asked. "You already have a SIM, right?"

Eshika glanced at him briefly. "You really just asked that now?" asked Eshika in disbelief. "When we're on the road?"

Tama's gaze was straight ahead. To a few meters ahead. Where several traffic policemen were seen patrolling.

Seriously!

God! I dont want get a ticket for pretending to have diarrhea.

However, Eshika's next words made Tama calm down.

"It's safe. I already have a driver's license."

Tama let out a long breath. But, a moment later he actually felt like he couldn't breathe anymore when he heard Eshika say again.

"Never mind a driver's license, I already have a marriage certificate!"

*

"Ouchduduh! Slow down, Esh. Just a little bit my stomach shakes, it might break in the middle of this road."

Eshika growled. But, still she was careful when carrying Tama down the hall. She didn't want to take the possibility of having to clean Tama's dirt in the middle of the road. Ih! Disgusting.

Slowly, Eshika opened the apartment door. Inside, Tama groaned as she sat on the floor.

Eshika let out a long breath.

How come this boy has diarrhea, how come?

But, trying to stay patient, Eshika quickly took off her shoes and socks. She looked at Tama who looked troubled. Even just to pull off his shoelaces.

"Here," said Eshika then.

Tama nodded slowly. He silently observed how Eshika slowly took off his shoes. The girl seemed to frown when she had to take off Tama's socks. Seeing that, Tama held his breath. Because he was worried that he might burst out laughing.

Uhm...

It's also good to see Eshika like this. Ha ha ha ha.

"Haa!"

Eshika let out a long breath as she placed their shoes onto the shelf. She held out his hand to Tom.

"Let's go to the room!"

Tama welcomed Eshika's outstretched hand. And the girl growled as she tried to help Tama up. Still trying while carrying two backpacks, Eshika carried Tama into his room.

Slowly, Tama sat on the edge of his bed.

"Ooooh..."

Eshika took another deep breath. She pulled a handkerchief from her uniform pocket and wiped the sweat from her face. Then, she realized that Tama was sweating just like her.

"You must be tired of going back and forth to the toilet, right?" asked Eshika guiltily. Then, she wiped the sweat off Tama's face. "You're sweating like this."

Tama is silent.

Eshika studied Tama's face. It wiped on the boy's jaw and when it went up to his temple, she blinked as her gaze met Tama's.

For a moment, Eshika was stunned. But, a moment later she withdrew his hand.

"Y-your stomach still hurts?"

Tama cleared his throat. Nod. "Yes still."

"Okay then. You take a break first. Let me cook for you," said Eshika.

Tama nodded again. "But, before cooking, this helps me first."

"Help?" asked Eshika. "Help what?"

Tama touched her uniform. "Yes, when I take a break, I wear a uniform."

"Oooh," Eshika whispered. But then his eyes bulged. "Eh? What do you mean?"

"Oh! Premise!" cursed Tama. He pulled down the neck of his uniform. "Look here look! I always wear a T-shirt inside the uniform!"

Eshika pursed her mouth. frown. With a sigh, she stretched out her hand. Unbuttoned Tama's uniform.

Slowly, Eshika took out Tama's hand from the sleeve of the uniform. Then, maybe because Eshika was too tired that afternoon, whether she realized it or not, she just said.

"The pants too, Tam?"

"Eh?!"

Tama instantly shuffled while holding the waist of his pants just as Eshika crouched down. Eshika's eyes blinked. Her face felt hot.

What did I say?

"Even though I'm wearing a T-shirt under my uniform, that doesn't mean I'm wearing shorts inside my school pants!" said Tama. "You want to see my boxer huh?!"

Eshika quickly shook her head and got up. "No, Tam, no! Sorry." she patted her forehead. "I don't mean. Really."

Tama's eyes bulged.

"Just a reflex because you asked to take off your uniform."

"But I didn't ask you to open my pants!" shrieked Tom.

Eshika felt her face getting hotter. Embarrassed! How did she reflexively say that?

Tama looked at Eshika with a gleaming gaze. "I told your Mom, okay, Esh! I told you to take my pants off! In my room!"

"Wh-what do you mean?"

Tama's eyes stared at Eshika in horror. "You want to rape me when I'm weak and helpless like this?"

"W-what?"

Tama shuffled up onto the bed. "Hohoho! When I'm not strong like this, you want to take a chance huh?"

"Just carelessly!" Eshika growled as she threw Tama's uniform.

Tama blinked to catch the uniform.

"Thought I was going to rape you when you had diarrhea?!" snapped Eshika. "What if you suddenly have diarrhea?"

Tama is silent. His forehead wrinkled. Then he asked Eshika.

"Does that mean that if I didn't have diarrhea, you would actually rape me, Esh?"

Eshika's eyes flickered. "Idiot!" Eshika cursed. "I'm so sorry I took care of you like this."

Tama squeezed his uniform. His gaze didn't leave Eshika's pair of eyes and her flushed face.

"By the way," said Eshika. "Your stomach is r---"

"Dududududuh!"

Tama plopped down on the bed. Roll up and hug his knees.

"Ouch!" Tama's scream cut off Eshika's words. "My stomach hurts again. I feel like going to the toilet! Oooooooh!"

Eshika furrowed her brow seeing how Tama who was squirming on the bed was trying to get up from there. He crouched down from the bed. His hands seemed to squeeze his stomach tightly.

"Esh..."

"What?"

Tama glanced at his toilet door, then looked at Eshika again. "I'm going to the toilet and you're still here," Tama continued. "You want to come with me to the toilet and take off my pants?"

"Tama!!!"

But, after shouting that, Eshika immediately ran away from the boy's room. She even closed the door tightly.

Tama covered his mouth. Laughing fell again on the bed. With amused he thumped the pillow.

*

tbc ....