
I looked at Nani in full search, "What's wrong?"
"Wife hurts. And chocolate buyin. But the husband refused to buy it because the wife did have to diet hard on sugar. Understand, diabetes. Well, you know what happened?"
"Hm?"
"The wife died of disappointment. Not because of his illness!"
"Hus! Your story is a horror bnget anyway, Nan?" I'm fast with goosebumps, "yes! I'm buyin. But if your illness is coming back, take it upon yourself, huh?"
Nani was delighted, "That's dong from earlier. Partly if you can bear my illness, I've moved a lot of it since then.heheheheh."
I just smiled at Nani's unfunny joke!
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Nani and I have been friends since we were in junior high school. To me, Nani is like a brother. No longer just a good friend. We almost did everything together. Play, eat, learn, almost all activities at school and at home we do together. Nani often helps me with fashion and personality. While I often help him in terms of lessons. Our hobbies are different, our attitudes and traits are also much different, but we find a match for each other. Nani is good to confide in. Unlike me, who is stiff and lacking in association. Nani is also a super cheerful and passionate girl. He never looked sad or tired. In addition, Nani is also beautiful and supple. It is no wonder that Nani is liked by many people, including Gunadi. Then one day, Nani suddenly collapsed during a flag ceremony two weeks ago. It turns out that the magh suffered by Nani had experienced a trade and finally grazed into thyfus. I myself can hardly believe it turns out that a body that looks healthy and fresh fit it saves a myriad of diseases. I knew Nani was never late for a meal. Never been out the night...
"It was like I had seen him at Shangri-la in the early morning. At first I didn't believe it. But after I looked, it was true. Your friend Nani." said Madam Yun, when I told you that Nani was in the hospital.
I'm shaking. I can't believe what Yun said. My brother has my eyes soars. He might have seen it wrong. How could Nani be in the hotel until early morning anyway? It doesn't really make sense.
"Gile! I didn't expect to see Nani in there!" exclaim Roy, a big-time playboy who works disco here and there.
I don't believe it anymore. Roy may be upset because Nani refuses his love and then worsens Nani. Roy is evil! All the girls at school are always disturbed. But all of that didn't get there. I got word that Nani also likes to spend the night in cafes and nite clubs! Well, that's right? thought ticklish. Even after getting many of the same discredited comments, which discredited Nani, I still did not want to believe it. What if Nani likes to hang out in discos and cafes until the early hours of the morning? That's impossible! I can't believe it! I've known Nani since Junior High. I know how Nani is. I memorized all his passions and activities. I know his soul. And Nani's not the kind of girl they say she is. Discotheque? just smelling the smell of cigarettes, Nani coughed!
"Miss is with Nani only during the day. Or at most until 10 p.m. After that, what other people's activities, we never know, baby." so Mother gave her response, when she found me grumbling indiscriminately because my best friend became a conversation of the crowd.
But what mom said, there's a point, too. But.ah, no! Anyway no! I can't believe Nani did all that. Impossible! It will never make sense to me!
"You won't believe it because Nani is your best friend, Miss. And you love him so much, so whatever other people's bad opinion of Nani, you'll reject it." said Mbak Ndari, my brother who studied in the teacher. I've heard, in teachers, students are also taught science and psychology, although not detailed. So it's only natural that Madam Ndari can judge me like that.
"Or..."
"Or what, Ma'am?" manywry. From Mbak's face alone I knew what he was about to say was something bad.
"A.what? What does that mean?" manya. Must mean ugly.
Ma'am Ndari took a heavy breath, "In general, humans only have one personality. Some kind of trait. Now or later, day or night, it's the same. But people who have two personalities are people who change traits. And sometimes he doesn't realize."
I gulped, "I mean?"
"Well, who knows Nani like that. He's a double personality. The Nani you know is a nice and cheerful girl. But at a certain moment, his other person entered and he transformed into a wild and naughty girl. But that's just an assumption. You don't have to believe it, Nope."
I was really devastated to hear Mbak Ndari's answer. But it's true too. Is Nani like that? Have two different personalities and I don't know the other one at all?
"Hi, Gun! You here?" my bro was shocked when I saw the guy outside Nani's hospital room that was closed.
"Yes. There was a call from hospital to school looking for you. But since you are not present, I came here." replied the man flatly. "No objection, right?"
"It's been a while?" I don't care about that guy's question. For me, calling school to find me is important. What's up, huh? Is Nani...
"Today's ten minutes...."
"Hm, if so, why are you standing here? Let's go in and look at Nani. He must love to see us..."
"But only you, Non. I'm not the one who was asked to come here."
"Yes, understand. But anyone can come see Nani."
Gunadi was about to answer when suddenly the door to Nani's room was wide open. At first I saw two sisters coming out. Then the doctor and last is Santoso, papa Nani. I see all those adult faces are weird. Like losing the light. Suddenly my soul trembled in pain. Immediately I lunged at the door of the room where Nani was treated. Inside, I saw a woman, Aunt Winda, mama Nani was glued to her daughter.
"Tant.." I really wanted to say hello to that woman. But my voice barely got out. My throat is stuck. And suddenly my legs feel powerless.
"Nani? Oh No! Nani's! NANI..!!!" I screamed so loud. But again what I heard was my own heart. My mouth is like clinging and locked tightly. I don't give a shit. I took my steps towards the bed where my best friend Nani was lying. And finally I saw him, Nani, looking stiff on his bed. He looked pale white, with a faint smile on his lips, without looking at me.
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