The Other Me

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" Sister Nisa is here?, sister can help her cramp her hair Ar?" ar asked when she saw Anisa in her room. Anisa has special access or includes people who Ar believes her room can be entered without being asked for permission first.

" Yes, lady, I just gave milk for noon today to them." said Anisa as she woke up from her dududk, she naturally picked up Ar's bag and hung it next to the study table, he also took off the Ar hairpin he made this morning.

" So Betty Muji loh, she said Ar's hair was good for this gloomy day." - Ar who sat on the floor and surrounded his three cute friends.

" really? this is because miss's hair is good." praised Anisa.

" Not really, if it wasn't for Anisa's sister, my hair would definitely not be maintained even though I kept insisting on not wanting to cut it..."

" But lady, what if the lady trimmed it a little, not for the purpose of cutting it but if the tip of the lady's hair is cut it can be longer, miss see, the tip of the lady's hair is branched..." said Anisa while pointing at the end of Ar's hair.

" If Anisa's sister takes care of me no problem." They've moved to the bathroom. " Sister, do not be deh, let Ar alone who cramp rmbut himself, Ar want to learn independently..." Ar said, it seems like he is embarrassed.

" If so brother stay, if you want to need to, sister in the kitchen only, miss can find sister there..." Anisa while smiling thinly turned away, she was quite pleased with the attitude of her young lady.

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" Dear, Andi, Ronald, where is Ar? already at this hour have not come down to eat as well, later they are sick, ." said Herman to Harna while looking at the stairs, they were sitting in the living room watching their four children learn.

" Andi same Ronald came home, he said later Saturday or next week just came to play here, they are busy love their college, anyways from here to their campus it's much, much more decetan there..." harna.

" So we got Andi dong..."

" If Ar, he didn't eat this afternoon, baby, now they're testing again, what if he's sick?" ask Herman worried.

" Most he overslept, let Harna see yes, and watch over them, if they look a little they will not learn." said Harna pointing to their four children, he went from his seat to Ar's room.

" Deck..." tok tok tok "..kakak entered ya.." said Harna after repeatedly knocking on the door and calling Ar.

Harna went into Ar's room. Looks neater than the last time he saw Ar's room scattered many books on the floor of his room. He finds Ar sleeping on the floor carpet breathing heavily as if being chased. Harna tests Ar's body temperature by attaching the back of her hand to Ar's forehead and neck, to her surprise when she feels Ar's unnatural body temperature.

" Dear, call Ronald and tell him to bring his work gear, Ar has a fever baby." cried Harna from the second floor, and the, he comes out of Ar's room after moving Ar over the bed and covers Ar with a thick cloth because Ar shivered.

Harna went down to the kitchen and made a warm porridge, don't ask if he was worried, of course. His hands were shaking, the last time anyone got sick in this house was when Win, Vian, was, and Vin's son suffered typhus in just 3 days after one of them came home from the hospital. (Such as pain takes turns, it is difficult to explain how ).

And shortly after the three were healed, their eldest son Aaron had dengue fever and was barely helped, but fortunately they all survived. This incident made Harna a little traumatized if he heard one of his family members had a fever which was an early symptom of both diseases that almost claimed the lives of his four children in the adjacent period of time. This incident occurred 2 years ago, starting from where Harna always routinely scheduled his family's health checks every 3 months.

" Dear, is Ar okay? it seems like he was raining, since this morning we were drizzling until now." said Herman approached Harna who looked dreamy. He held both of his wife's shoulders, afraid of falling.

" Yes mas.." said Harna but it seems he still continues his daydream.

" Make milk for Ar, I think the porridge is burnt..." Herman was joking.

Shortly thereafter Ronald came in still wearing pajamas, with a marked-added bag or p3k bag and a large back bag containing his practice equipment. Ronald looks dazed.