ONE THIRD OF NIGHT
IID(NIA)LIA ... WHO ARE YOU?

...-HAPPY READING-...

...“I don’t say: ‘can’t do that’, ‘won’t do that’. I’ve never thought in that way about work. The genuine truth, and I do think about this a lot, is that I’m one of the least competitive people you’ ever meet. Except with myself.” – Daniel Craig...

...“I'm not saying: ‘can't do that’, ‘ won't do that’. I never thought that way about work. The real truth, and I think a lot about this, is that I'm one of the least competitive people you've ever met. Except with myself.”...

...•••...

Nayra has arrived at the hospital. Without waiting for the cellin first, he headed straight for Gibran's inpatient room. Well, Nayra was praying that Gibran would still be faithful there.

Before entering, Nayra first met with one of the sisters. The nurse looked dizzy there, Nayra herself did not know what she was doing. Clearly, the nurse seemed to be waiting for someone.

"Excuse me, sus?"

The sister turned her head, and went straight to Nayra. "Yes? Do I need help?" Ask him kindly.

"Oh, ngak ... I want to go inside, inside there's my friend, sus. Again in the care."

The nurse seemed to raise her eyebrows and frowned. "With no one inside, I'm here waiting for a new patient to be moved inside."

Nayra's breath seemed to be choking.

"Dan ... Like her, her patient ran away."

Gotchas!

Too cool? Nope. Then after that Nayra thanked and resigned, on the road Nayra seemed to rush to contact the father.

The first call was not picked up.

Then call to two—

"Assalamualaikum, why deck?"

Nayra normalized her breathing. "Wa'alaikumussalam, yeah ... Well, have you met Nayla's sister, huh?"

"Not yet, this is Shaka's same father who's been overwhelmed by his nyariin."

The lethargic answer made Nayra's decision more unanimous. No longer guessing, but it was definitely him who did it.

"Well, we're looking for him now." Nayra had already run towards the car.

"Who? You know who?"

"Gibran, yeah."

...•••...

"Hallows?"

Female voice.

"Well, are you dead?"

His voice is getting closer. "Let's get out, I know Lo's hiding, right? Come on, chuck."

Slowly Nayla ventured to open her eyes. Remember Allah Nayla, one word, but it can make Nayla immediately move from her hiding. He's out of there.

The woman smiled widely, she said hello to Nayla who was stuck.

"Hi." His greeting was carefree.

Nayla was still choked thanks to that, the woman immediately eroded the distance between her two. Nayla stepped back, and the woman looked more and more to get closer.

"Kok backwards?"

Nayla was getting closer to the corner of the closet, even her waist was slightly scratched due to the corner of the closet. "Ng—?"

The woman stroked Nayla's cheek. Then it turned gripping her. "Lo who, anyway?"

"Tha—thalia."

The woman looked surprised. "No! Don't say thalia! I'm Thania ... I'm Thania Amora grisam."

Thania's hand is already hanging there. However, Nayla has not yet wanted to take office. "You're thalia!"

"Bg ... Ish ... Ish ... " Thalia shook her head firmly. "I told you, say me ... Thania! No thalia, I'm the same Lo same time! We have a twin!"

HAHAHA ...

The sound of Thania's laughter echoed throughout the room if not her second shock door kick.

Brak ...

Gibran looks boring there, his view is complicated when he sees Nayla. There was an unbearable feeling to him when he saw Nayla's situation like that. "Stop, Thania!"

Thania doesn't seem to accept it. "Who? I'm not okay ... Yeah ngak?"

Nayla did not reply to Thania's question that was haunting her. He was no longer strong, his head suddenly dizzy again, and he had already fallen to the floor. "Couple ... Me," pinta Nayla quietly.

Gibran seems to be approaching Nayla. However, before that there was already a Thania who blocked. "What are you doing, Lo?"

"Gue's helping, she's!" Show Gibran wrath towards the already weak Nayla.

Thania smiled cynically. "Gue is tired of helping, and Lo ... Nyia nyiain! Bego Lo!"

"Trus want Lo?" Gibran drew closer to Thania, eroding the distance between his two. "Gue must be against him! Let Lo be satisfied!"

"ach! Ask yourself the same! Why try it the same as me!"

After that Thania left, left for her. Gibran watched Nayla who was struggling to stand.

"I want to go home ... Gibran,"

...•••...

"Om also hates."

"But it's been tracked, right?"

Abyan nodded at a glance, his gaze complicated now. Nayra has moved one car with them, she also looks complicated when Shaka looks at her.

Shaka asked while driving. Nayra looked surprised as she called out to uztazah.

"Nayra, uztad." Nayra Correction. "So yeah? His friend Nayla whose name is cellin it ... His ex-girlfriend is the Gibran, so cellin has also seen Gibran markir's car several times in our cafe."

Abyan turned around. "Continue?"

"And last night I also had a chance to look at Gibran in the hospital, a few rooms from his room, sister Nayla ... When I get up, the Gibran goes to sleep. So he doesn't know I'm bad anymore."

"Keep why can you suspect the same, him?"

Nayra turned towards Shaka. "Cellin's the story too."

The flashback

The food arrived in front of them. Nayra had already been holding back hunger, could not bear to delay her Nunda anymore. "It's Lo who's practicing, right?"

Cellin chuckles as Nayra uses slang in front of him. "Yes, eat a lot."

Both focus on eating, Nayra had forgotten to ask the important thing what wants cellin until right if not because the cellin that brought it up first.

"Thus ... Gibran's my ex-boyfriend."

Uhukk ...

Nayra was in a hurry to drink water. "What!"

Cellin looked selow as he nodded. "Yes, we're becstreet ... And no one knows, if I was dating the chairman of BEM on campus. That's his request."

"Continue?"

"The beginning of our relationship is good enough, but after I knew it my friend to him! He immediately likes to see brother Lo, yes I am angry ... I thought about our relationship, but he was fine when I said that, and I tried to cheat, right? I am the one who is saved ... It was but, huh?!"

Nayra is still focused on listening.

"And after that we break, and he's been losing contack with me ... Our relationship is toxic! I'm a gretget with him too!At the beginning he said! I don't know where he is? But after that, he shows up and I think he's doing some weird stuff. The beginning of his nyokap same bokap his very affectionate with him, now ngejauhin him ... But he still loves it anyway! Keep going again ..."

"Keep what?"

Cellin turned a serious face staring at Nayra. "Kayak her to me same her to Lo's sister, different. Because she likes me, she's going to Lo's sister she's already ..."

Flashback off

"Obsessed?"

"Astaghfirullah the adzim ... Oh, my God."

Nayra nodded small. "And also, cellin suspected that the case of poisoning in the caffe was ... Gibran?"

Their focus is sizable when the call comes in from the Abyan mobile phone. "Mother? You're nervous, mama, right?"

Nayra nodded. "Yes, I have a notebook ... I'm picking up."

"Assalamualaikum, why Bun?"

"Wa'alaikumussalam ... Dad's coming home,"

Shaka stopped his car just as the red light was on. And Nayra was confused when her mother sent her father home.

"Going home? I'll be home, okay? Dad again nyariin ... Brother, Bun."

"Hehe ... Brother's home, huh? It's the same with dad, right?"

Deg ...

The three glanced at each other. "You mean, mother?"

"So Gibran's antherin his older brother, but brother didn't say much ... Maybe it's still cape, and the Gibran's gone home, yeah."

"Where's my brother, now?"

"Mother get some rest, get some sleep."

Abyan nodded. "Father go home now, assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam, father."

Abyan cut off her phone connection. Then come look at the complicated Shaka who is looking at her too.

"No idea, I."

Nayra nodded slowly. And maybe it's not just Nayra who doesn't understand. Both are the same, Abyan ... And Shaka just kept silent on his way home.

...-TO BE CONTINUED-...

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