MY name is Naima
The strange man 1

Time went on, all the stories I had passed, 3 years had passed from all those events, and since that incident Devanno had to move schools to another city,and I'm alone here with all the memories and stories we've had together. I knew from that moment on, Devanno's parents forbade Devanno from approaching me, for them Naima was a strange girl and a pesky bearer. But Devanno didn't care about it, he kept seeing me because that's why Sailendra Devanno had to change schools. Only that way would it be best for Devanno's parents to keep Devanno away from me.

I also still remember when Devanno's mother came to my house and cursed me in front of my mother, because that's why Ningsih's mother also strictly forbade me to meet Devanno.

If they understand what I feel, if they understand that it is not easy to live like this, I want to be like everyone else.

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Smile and all laugh

Now it's only a shadow

Hope and promise that are made

Now it's just a memory

I can only look at you in the shadow of imagination

Without being able to touch you

O beloved of hearts

I'm fragile without you

Now we are separated

And I don't know where you are?

We are separated because of them

Those who do not understand everything

Do you still remember me there?

Or am I just a memory now?

Or all now remains dust

However

Here I am faithfully waiting for you

Miss you.......

Devanno.I miss you so much.I miss you so much.I miss you so much. Without feeling my tears, I read the poem I just finished writing. In my mind came the face of Devanno, someone who had vowed to always be beside me forever, still remembered clearly he said My Wife to me.

"I will be a great man, only for you my wife" said Devanno

I also still remember when Devanno carried me when I was injured from a fall. Now that Devanno is far away from me, we haven't seen each other for years, spoken to, or laughed together.

I got up and stood up, and then I put the piece of paper in the drawer at my bedroom table.

"You're crying Naima" Olla said

"It's okay, not that humans always come and go from our lives Olla, there are always meetings but also separation, there is life but there is also death, isn't that so Olla?" I asked Olla my otherworldly sister

"I know you miss him Naima. You are indeed currently separated, but what is your destiny will still be yours Naima" Olla said

"Olla, sometimes we will find and know someone and maybe they just God is destined to get to know us, stop in our hearts, fill in some parts of our life story, then go and disappear" I said

"He's....She ...He who is chosen is your destiny Naima..he will not only stop, but he will stay and live forever there.in the deepest recesses of your heart" said Olla.

I just smiled, looking at Olla. I knew I wouldn't be able to lie in front of him, because Olla could read my heart and mind, this thing knew my sadness and longing for Devanno

Now that I am not a little girl anymore, I have really grown into a teenage girl, I say this is like a flower that is blooming, fragrant and able to invite beetles to come closer, he said, and at my age there are now many of my friends who have known love and have lovers.

"Olla I'm tired, I want to sleep" I said in my heart

"Sleep my sister" said Olla

Tok.dok..

The sound of the door being knocked from outside

"Yes, for a while" I answered and immediately got up from my bed and immediately walked over to open the door

"Mbak Naima ..mbak Naima.." said mbak Sulastri worried with teary eyes.

"What's wrong, mbak?"

"Mbok Warti fainted" Sulastri said

Sulastri's words were really surprised, without a second thought I immediately ran out of my room and down the stairs to the room mbok Warti.

I immediately opened the door to the room mbok Warti, it looks like mbok Warti is lying on the bed

"Mbok is aware of mbok.."

I then immediately take eucalyptus oil, I apply a little oil in the nose mbok Warti, I hope the aroma of the oil can make mbok Warti aware.

" The body mbok Warti sweat mbak, call Mr. Karjo.or mbak Sulastri should immediately call Mr. Gun or Mr. Hamid, take Warti must immediately be taken to the hospital as soon as possible" said I

Sister Sulastri immediately met Mr. Karjo and followed what was my speech earlier

"Conscious mbok" said I lirih

Then I immediately rubbed the body of Ms. Warti with eucalyptus oil while rubbing it slowly with my hand.

I was really very anxious to see Ms. Warti in this state, I didn't want anything bad to happen to her.

And without me noticing the tears dripping unstoppable again

"God.give me a health warti.please don't take him, I love him" I said in my heart.

30 Minutes later, though,...

Mr. Gun has come, deftly Pak Gun carrying the small body mbok warti old it, then immediately bring it into the car.

I also only brought my money and mobile phone , then I immediately entered the car .

I left Mr. Karjo and Mr. Sulastri to guard the house.

In the car I continued to look at the face of Ms. Warti who was very old, I stroked her gray and thinning hair

Mbok Warti is now in my lap, I used to remember when I was a child I always slept on his lap and mbok Warti told me many things and now I hold him in different circumstances.

"Sir Gun, we have to be faster sir.we must not be late" I said

"Yes mbak" said Gun sir

"Lord.heal msbok Warti.cure him" I said in my heart.

Not long ago, we have arrived in the ICU hospital room. A young man immediately approached us, then lay down the body mbok Warti on a push gurney and pushed it inside, Pak Gun accompanied by mbok Warti I will take care of the hospital administration.

"Thank God the administration is not too complicated" I said and I immediately looked for Ms. Warti in the ICU room.

There were some people who were treated, and we were only limited by the baffle made of cloth.

Suddenly from the side room came a cry

"What's next to Mr. Gun" I asked Mr. Gun who had just approached me

"Side there is a young man who died from over dosage of drugs mbak Naima" said Gun sir

"Everyone must have come back to him, how old he was" I asked

"Still a teenager mbak Naima, maybe the same age as mbak Naima" said Mr Gun

I just fell silent, at such a young age he had to die because of drugs, I feel sad they should be the next generation of the nation, but why fall like this, he said,or is this the impact of a lifestyle, a wrong relationship, or an escape from a problem? There must be a reason

My hand clasped the hand mbok Warti, without me realizing I fell asleep on the chair next to mbok Warti.

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