Nariswari - Toll Road to Love
Crazy Because Rangga

            What is this feeling? Like suffocating the breath. He broke into the room. We're looking. My eyes are getting rounder. Not blinked. Forgot breathing. The black man came, carrying a fruit parcel. Put it on the table.

            He didn't say hello to us. Just a quick glance, then leave. Her. My neighbor, the owner of the high gate. Which I found in early June, 2014. And the kunama Rangga. Stout man. He drives me crazy laughing alone. Like a fool.

            Nathan smiled cynically. Lips moving. It seems that he hates this situation, especially with my arrival and office friends who say they want to see a handsome and rich madman.

            “He's crazy?” holy Whispers.

            “Maybe yes,” I replied speculating.

            “Try ask him what he needs.” Lila commented. Yunita nodded steadily. We also saw Yunita.

            “Do me! I, right, am married.” Yunita refused innocently.

            “Ya, already, Mba aja!” I said ask Lila.

            “I'm not used to guys.”

            "Take it he's not a guy, but a hunchback" I whispered.

            Lila was furious. I swallowed spit.

            Nathan is an abnormal human being. He's fierce like a bunting tiger. Especially the same girl. Same with everyone, except his wife.

            “Natan ...,” call me nervous. I'm setting my breath. Remembering a few days ago I tried to kill this smelly brat.

            He turned. His face is very jutek. But, I caught her eyes slightly changing.

            “There.... which... you... uh, want.... what, yes?” I'm rattled. Does he understand what I mean?

            He's still staring hard, “Need something?” my many.

            He just kept quiet and didn't answer. Then turn your face. And grunting was as upset as wanting to bite.

            “How is this?” Lila looked confused.

            “What?” Sacred furrowed brows.

            "We can't stay here 24 hours."

            “We stay with him alone?” yunita asked worriedly.

            “Why, Yun? Do you want nemenin mas Natan?” holy Goda. “Ntar Mas Raya nyari new again.”

            Yunita also nodded. Lila was just giddy looking at us.

            “Stay, nih, means?” ask Sacred.

            “Biarin! Stay alone, let kuntilanak eat,” I replied annoyed. Lila immediately pulled my chubby cheek. I'm yelling.

            “This you, gemesin ...”

            “Sickness, Mba!” I brushed.

            “Pity, he has no one, family? Or friends, neighbors, so?” ask Lila to care.

            “With the songong, anyway, in my opinion, no one wants to win with him,” I replied ketus.

            “Camebut! Nariswari!” Lila kind of snapped at me.

            “You're like a seven-derivative grudge with him.What's up, anyway?” The saint asked curiously.

            “After I was dicuekin, cutiekin, cussed, really lazy.”

            Nathan was left alone. He still doesn't want to talk to anyone. Maybe if there was Mimi for sure she would be able to run a horse even if she drank kerosene one jerrycan. I laugh.

            From behind the window, I stared at him. Dan—

            He also glanced at me. I also ran away. I'm sure he'll expose my crimes that forced him to drink kerosene!

                                                                                    ***

            “Dia? Cousin Natan?” many shock. The middle-aged man in short pants nodded innocently, while still grasping the trash can. “Name June?”

            I sighed chest. Why is the world like a eggplant leaf? Then the brilliant plan came. If he was Natan's cousin, of course he would often come to see him like yesterday. Even though they are a strange family!

the cure is Mimi.

            Where am I looking for Mimi with no transportation costs that don't fit my monthly budget plan? Is Mimi on google? What's the account name?

            I knocked on the room. So quiet and empty, the patient was just staring at the ceiling of the room, “Halo?” I tried to smile. I guarantee you that smile is the ugliest smile I've ever had, forced, upset, and scared.

            He's not moving. Only her eyes moved to look at me. O Allah, I am afraid, should I call Mba Lila to kill this man?

            “Haus ...,” he said.

            I'm shocked. Broken I approached his desk, and then took him a glass with a white straw. Oh, where'd you go June?

            “This is water?”

            I'm nodding. He glanced at the full search. Like not believing. He must have thought I'd poison him again with kerosene.

            “This is really drinking water!” firmly answer. Then I drank it. “See! I still survive.”

            He just fell silent. We were long silent. I'm not a psychology kid who understands how to treat stressed people. I'm just a technical kid, a laborer, a manual laborer who's fallen into the world of websites.

            “If only anyone could help.. yes, at least bring Mimi here—“.

            Her lips trembled as I called her name. I smile.

            “Mimi?”

            He glanced at me sadly. That look was depressing me. I turn, “You must heal for Mimi.” Those are the first motivational words I've spoken this time in my life.

            “By Mimi, you should get well!” I smiled again. Clenching hands. The eyes changed again.

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            “Mikhayla Calista.”

            “What?”

            “Mikhayla Calista her name,” sahut Natan says.

            “Mimi?” my many. I smile. “Beauty once his name.” I also scowled. “Huh, very different with my name, Nariswari Ola, a strange name.”

            “Who?”

            “Who is it?” my many.

            “You!”

            “I?” I'm stunned. “Basic! We're half a year neighbor, you don't know my name?” Kulirik he looks cobbled. Who am I? Artist, no! Just a kid kos-kosan corner. I laugh. Naturally, he also did not know, all his time was spent on stress. “I Nariswari.” While sticking out his hand. I thought he was

it would be cool to ignore it, but my guess is wrong.

            “He was beautiful ...”

            “Iya-iya I know, you have said that three times, if you say again, ntar get plastic plates. Partly if it's ugly too where you might marry.” It seems that from the smell of Natan, he is very appetizing, unless he is crazy, marrying such a bad girl!

            Lips moving. I can't decipher the language of his heart, it's too hard! Is it funny, or is he sad. As long as Mimi was not by her side, she would never be happy. And I'm going to be imprisoned here because I feel guilty. It is difficult indeed, if hanging hope to humans, let alone humans are wishy-washy. Mba Lila said!

            Then the door opened, the man in a tangled black jacket walked in. Again bring fruit parcels. Her. He is June. I suddenly smiled looking at him brightly. Like an old friend who hasn't seen each other in years. And I realized when Nathan coughed.

            I thought June after putting the fruit would go like yesterday. He sat down next to Nathan. His long bangs covered his minimalist eyes. I wanted to say hello, but. I don't have any idea what to talk about.

            “If you have recovered just go home.”

            “Do not interfere!” Nathan commented fiercely.

            “You will send a personal doctor,” reply June cold. They were sharp-edged, full of hatred.

            I looked at them. They don't look like relatives. If it's healthy, there'll probably be a smeckdown in this room.

            And this is the first time I heard June's voice. The voice was hoarse and cold, he who always looked cool. Though the city was hot, but he always wore a tangled jacket, his attitude was also cold as his voice.

            "My type is bangettt," my sizzling cleanly met. Smiles were not clear, turning their backs like madmen.