
"Who is Narsih Pak?", I asked the Father, remembering the sentence that was continuously spoken by the Father when his body temperature was high last night. You look confused to hear my question.
"Woiya Kang, last night when your body was puanas, Kakang said that name, mbok tell lungo (go) that. I was also curious, who the hell is Kang the Narti, eh Narsih?", Lik Diran joined in asking.
"I also don't know, my memory is faintly faint", Father frowned, trying to remember.
"I think last night I had a dream. Kayak slept in the room of the house, and suddenly there was a woman who woke me up. Yes. . He calls himself Narsih", Father recounts his dream.
"What do you think sir?", I urge you to know, it could be that the woman in your dream had something to do with the long hair that terrorized me several times.
"I forgot Dan. I think she said something to me, but I forgot too. It was a dream, ngigau, because my body was hot. Don't take it too seriously, it's just a dream" Mr. Counsel me.
"Sir, should we just move house?", I continued my question.
"Dani, your father is sick. Let's rest first. Don't even think about macem macem first", This time Lik Diran reminded me, advised me. I realized, I nodded in agreement with what Lik Diran said.
"Already Sir, anyway you just rest nggeh", I ended my question. Give time for your Father to rest. He looked at his sleeping position, and closed his eyes. I sat down with Hasan and Lik Diran.
"Lik, I'll be here. Same worker ne njenengan take my bike. I'm going to college first", I whispered to Lik Diran, Hasan next to me is listening.
"How is your sister?", Lik Diran asked me, in a whisper.
"Sama Bu Minah at Lik's house, howling", I replied also in a whisper. Be the activity of whispering to each other, do not want to disturb the Father who wants to sleep.
"Lha college why don't you go with me and Dan?", Hasan opened his voice, loud enough, didn't whisper.
"Ssthttt . . . ", Lik Diran and I compactly put the index finger on the lips. Hasan reflexively covered his mouth using both hands.
"Why not go to college with me Dan?", Hasan repeated his question again, this time in a whisper.
"Lha mosok you can't send me back and forth San? I'm going to the studio anyway", I explained to Hasan. Hasan mangosteen mangosteen understand.
You seem to have slept well. Maybe he felt his body condition improve. I took Hasan out to get some fresh air. We sat in the park near the hospital cafeteria.
"Is there a task today?", I open the conversation, remembering, a lecture I may not have done.
"There's no one. Moga wae is empty. I'm males again", Hasan talked lightly.
"Hilliihh, college males maybe gegara again there is the same problem Nita", I mocked Hasan.
"Kok know the hell, jasit", Hasan berated, it turns out my guess is right.
"Yes that weakness of having a special relationship with a classmate. If the fit is friendly, even full-day college at home. If there is a problem, males entered the class", I convey my theory with great fanfare.
"Sok tehoonggg luuu", Hasan refuted.
"You're dating not yet. Sok want to nasehatin me, preettt. .", Hasan grumbled, I just chuckle.
"Eh, have you met the owner of the Sogo Girl account?", Hasan suddenly asked me.
"Where the hell is Irul, by the way? Jan doesn't look like a trunk. Uh, I mean the nose", Hasan asked me again what I didn't want to talk about.
"Tauk tuh, semedi kali", I answered the origin of asalan.
"Well, we go to Irul's house, tomorrow or later. I'm afraid don't be sick anymore son", Hasan made a proposal that of course I will refuse. It's free to worry about that one human, waste time and energy.
"No need, Irul is healthy. Uh, do you have a problem with Nita? It looks so friendly" I tried to divert the conversation.
"Gr. . . Engg. . . Anu, misunderstand me anyway", Hasan seemed confused by my question.
"Ha ha ha. . You look nervous broo, I think you fought with Nita because of you" I laughed.
"You're cheating don't" I raised one of my eyebrows.
"No. Ah, why did I introgate anyway", Hasan grumbled.
"Partially you haven't even made a deal, don't talk to your friends if it's the same Nita" I continued to make fun of Hasan.
"No need for an announcement to know either", Hasan replied flatly.
"Udah almost ten, I did not go back first yes . . ntar lecture despite males he he ", Hasan saw the clock on his HP.
"Ha ha. . . Okay, see you on campus", I pat Hasan on the back.
After Hasan came home, I went back to the room where you were treated. It turns out that there was my mom there. While Lik Diran and his workers who came with Ibuk, say goodbye to go home first. You are quite sound sleep, do not know with the arrival of Ibuk.
"Nrt. . . I'm not going to the radio, I'm going to take a bath there. Keep going to college", I whispered to Ibuk.
"Yes, ngati ati, riding a speeding ojo motorbike", Ibuk told me. I nodded, gave two thumbs up and immediately went out of the room.
I walked in the hallway to the parking lot, when my stomach suddenly felt wrong. Maybe the effect of drinking soft drinks and not breakfast this morning. Ahh .. . I immediately ran off to the nearest toilet.
Enter the toilet, in which there are several rooms. Everything was empty, no one at all. But what's wrong I happen to be the toilet's all sitting type. Ah, why. hell not get caught squatting. I'm not used to it, I usually hang out at times. Now having to pee in a sweet sitting way, makes me a bit reluctant. However, the stomach is no longer able to compromise. I rushed to one of the rooms, closed it and locked it.
A few seconds later, a thud rang out from my stomach. After that I realized, this toilet is really quiet and silent. I got a little scared too. I have to hunt, I thought. Just finished, about to open the door of the toilet room, a woman's voice hummed. The sound sounded as if right in front of the door. Damnit damnit! Did I go in the wrong toilet?
Tok tok tok tok tok tok
The door in front of me was slowly knocked.
"Mas Dani. .sampun (already)?", a female voice asked me. A sweet voice, but it immediately made my hair stand up.
What am I supposed to do now? Some sweat droplets dripping, I who just urinated felt the kebelt urinate (again). Plis deh, why use neror I get to the toilet sih. I decided to open the door and intend to run as fast as possible out of the toilet.
I count backwards in my heart. 3, 2, 1 . . . I opened the door quickly. And apparently there was no one at the door. I immediately ran the ridge out of the toilet. Aahhh . . .