Orange Pieces

Orange Pieces
NAT-NAT BLACK JACKET


The urat of his head stiffened, several times he blinked his beautiful eyelashes, as well as the head that he had just tapped did not give any effect. Missing screaming but her voice was far away.


"OK, but brother asked sun from Ganis! always tell brother, don't macem there. Don't be naughty!"


"Every brother, Ganis the same pamit pear yes, say good bye to ayanda pears!!"


And then he saw the two kissing.


"Nis, do you want to go to the UKS or go home?"


Lately Ganis has always experienced that incident. Maybe he should tell mom and dad, if lately his head is always experiencing hallucinations and pain. Had it been his schedule to go back to see a neurologist, doctor Burhan who has been handling it since waking up for the first time after the dark tragedy, he was a husband acquaintance of his cousin.


"Gue is nothing Ndu," he answered immediately wiping the sweat with the sleeves of a black jacket. Ganis frowned, hadn't he taken off this jacket? By the way, where was the young man who was with him.


"really? Ntar in Loe's class even kejer?" kekeh Longs.


"Curtain, don't!" Ganis kneeled his still throbbing head hoping it could soon subside and improve.


Miss hugging Ganis while chuckling, "in the end I was afraid of loe why-why just now, surprised my dong!" he stroked his own chest when he had broken a hug and ruffled Ganis' hair.


"Gue ain't nothing original! Just the effect of being punished earlier rich," a fake laugh full of bitterness he deliberately created so that Miss does not worry.


"Well, are you strong enough not to go to class? Go to the UKS!" he looked at the pale face of Ganis. But the girl shook her head, "do it. I'll just take a supplement at home."


Longing to help Ganis by embracing her walk towards the classroom.


"Thank you Ndu," Ganis promised he would no longer force his brain to work if he did not want the event to repeat itself.


"No problem, we're bestie mermaids!"


"Darling you deh ma, dear papa Damar too!" crispy Ganis Laughter.


"Where's Ndu room?" asked Ganis turned to Rindu, his best friend even smelled lips, "emh he had found Wira."


Ganis's brows furrowed, "make what? Don't have any business with him! Enough of this day last!"


"Loe diapain the hell Nis, until rich gini? Loe ga dile cehin right?!" Ganis immediately answered him with a quick slab.


"Amit-amit!"


"Yes-gue is just afraid of another rich you, if you look at my friends this is beautiful, many like it too! Denger news said the children of Wira that, do not know really his baseball, the King actually said among them only Wira that is not doyan, but do not believe the class of men Wira is not tempted, the king said among them, in a lot of bad girls who give themselves to him, the King's people have never tasted the Aneu. From tongkrongan slebor stall there is Suci cs, sometimes like to see also Saints like nempelin-nempelin his to*ket,"


Ganis shuddered amusedly as well as disgustedly, "idih!"


Longing to raise both eyebrows with a face full of search, "this is wearing his jacket, why try? He said he didn't want to have business?!"


"Like it?!" index finger Long poked Ganis' nose, looking at the girl curiously.


"No! Where might I like the same model of the backwoods anyway, serem!" he shakes his shoulder.


Longing to curl his lips and nod in agreement, "agree!"


"What room?" chirps Ganis.


Miss's face looks changed, reddened, embarrassed, and of course he covered with his sewot attitude, "what? Why the kingpin?!" he looked at Ganis with his fake confused face.


"Don't pretend you don't know Ndu, Damar has shot, right? Accept Ndu, later to hunt in gaet people will you yourself who mess. U love him!" Ganis nodded briefly.


"He's chessy boy," Misses like men'thesah, their eyes straight ahead but their minds wander.


Ganis shook his head, "engga! He is romantic, he's special rich martabak egg duck!"


"Ridiculous of courses!" Miss nodding now she was very confident in her thoughts, both of them laughing.


"He's a rare rich raflesia arnoldi!" both of them laughed with satisfaction when they only imagined Damar.


"According to Loe, should I accept it?" both stopped their steps as they approached the class.


"Yep!" Ganis turned his head with a definite smile, "gue support a hundred percent! But I'm sorry, not in a fight! I don't want my mom to divorce!"


"Ck, here it is! He likes to make my emotions erupt rich volcanoes!" given that miss being upset herself.


"But he's a pinter for loe's emotional relief!" ganis replied, the two continued their steps. The look on Ganis's face was dim again when at the end of there it was very clear that Wira was looking at him fixedly, like the highlight was only for him. His eyes were always so if he looked at people even though this time it looked soft.


"Nis, tomorrow-tomorrow if going anywhere with me the same Damar yes. Ko I become worry deh if the Wira soin loe ingredients her or something that is not right," the gaze of Miss is no less bitter than anyone.


"Yes," Ganis felt himself wrongly viewed without ever ending, he was uncomfortable. He wanted to leave the earth, and settle where there was no hero in it.


"Well lo!! Even on the dumbass here," Damar appeared from inside the class startling the two.


"Heh gemblong, don't bother! If I hang how!" sarcas Rindu pushed hard jidat Damar.


"Oh, that's a shock! Rich mpok Ati," wide grin featuring his teeth as a sweetener. Ganis smiled with their silly behavior, always fighting but affectionate towards each other.


"Hunt it! Can't wait I'll ask for peje!" ganis' speech made him instantly petrified.


"In diem gini, I'm in!"


"Ganists!" the female voice he recognized sounded from the back of Ganis.


"You're nothin? Is his head still hurting?" mama looks worried by cupping Ganis' cheeks, researching the whole face and body of Ganis.


"Aante?!" Miss and Damar salim on Mama Reni.


"Mom why are you here?"


"Mama knows from the school! Mama's going to pick you up" she replied.


"But Ganis is nothing ma,"


"I'm grateful that you're home in a minute, right? Let me wait in the canteen. Meet former alumni here too!" answer smiled.


Ganis nodded, "is there anything?"


"Ga nothing, mama wait."


Mama's gaze turned towards the back of Ganis and nodded thinly.


"Ma, Ganis is coming in!" his permission.


"Yes, son,"


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Ganis shed his body, no special medicines for him given by Burhan's doctor, apart from supplements and pain relievers such as aspirin or acetaminophen, with a note if Ganis feels a headache. Dr. Burhan advised Ganis not to force his brain work to avoid complications of brain injury that had experienced. Let the memory return on its own.


For a moment Ganis recalled the first time he realized from his long sleep, it took months he recovered, doing occupational and cognitive therapy, which he remembered only he struggled to get back to normal. Until unknowingly Ganis slept for a while with the Wira jacket still attached to the body of Ganis.


Ganis came down from the room, a bunch of pillow faces and her disheveled hair, her gray skirt was also slightly tangled.


Grazing the bunny slippers down the stairs, Ganis reached the kitchen, grabbed a glass and poured cold water from the refrigerator. Unlike on tv-tv which directly turns on the sink faucet and drinks the water. The water here cannot be drunk directly raw.


"Well!!! Pake's got Nat-nat!" Shoot brilliant reflex he clenched his lips, sometimes his mouth can not be invited to compromise.


"What apaan! Dateng-dateng just shoot! Don't understand it!" Ganis opened the jacket and put it in the washing machine, so just grind it there. Tomorrow he will return the jacket to the owner despite the life of the bet. Rich to war! It is true, tomorrow the war and the hero will begin, maybe now it will be inevitable again. Missing words have a point, there is a possibility that the Wira is targeting him to become a bullyan target.


"Said you picked Ganis up at school?" tanya Gem switched the conversation.


"Yes, it was giddy Ganis came again bang! She said she knew it from school, weird!" he was too busy pressing a row of buttons on top of the washing machine.


"Well, what's your shirt?!" point the Gem at the yellowing sweet tea stain on the Ganis uniform.


"God! Well, why did this one forget to enter too!" laughter Ganis. The girl sat at the dinner table accompanied by Gem who had just returned from college.


"Hunger too! Ganis hasn't eaten since lunch!" his face was already staring with joy at the row of bowls and dishes filled with side dishes.


"The money is 2 seeds! Brother brush ya!"


Ganis thawed, his face sniffed, "paroan dong! Hiji ewang ah!" nagging Ganis. (one ah!)


"Hiji mah nteu wareg or Nis," replied Gemilang. (one mah not full dong Nis,)


"Eatya if you have a stomach do not use pocket reserves! The rule is you have to give the same, bang!" nagel Ganis's.


"It's not about what he's afraid of. It's about stomach needs! Bigger brother body, automatically will need more intake!" alibi Gemilang, prospective law scholars are certainly good at talking.


"Yes already enter a mortar, sand, gravel that is important to be full!" replied Ganis ngasal while scooping the rice.


"So, boy, no morals!" with a nosy blink of an eye he immediately moved the 2 shrimps of oyster sauce to his plate, making Ganis open his eyes.


"Abang it sly ah! Don't want!!!" Ganis stretched out his hand to take the shrimp from the Gemilang plate, while Gemilang kept his dinner plate out of the reach of the younger brother while laughing.


"What the hell is a fuss in front of the food?!" lerai mom.


"That's ma! Shrimp Ganis taken bang Gem, cheating!" he held up a fork and a spoon.


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Noted :


-bestie : sohib, friend.


-to*ket:pa ^you^ dara


-agree: agreed


-chessy boy: silly boy/cow, cheap, tacky.


-ridiculous, of course: silly/absurd of course.


- aspirin, acetaminophen(paracetamol): one type of headache reliever.


occupational therapy: therapy that teaches patients to introduce new information with existing information.


cognitive therapy: therapy aimed at strengthening the memory of patients with the help of technology such as phones, electronic agendas, or tablets, as well as music and diaries.