Tone of Nara
Chapter 12 Nada is Nara (part 1)

POV Nara's

I feel something strange in my body. I opened my eyes slowly, feeling heavy and a little pusinng. The uncomfortable buzzing sound again filled the empty space in my head, again forcing me to close my eyes. I tried to take a deep breath and exhale, repeatedly until I relaxed a little. Although at first I felt like I had forgotten how to breathe and it was a little difficult to regulate my breathing rhythm, I finally managed to fill my lungs smoothly and normally. I tried to open my eyes slowly. The light from the lights made it difficult for me to adapt. I blinked my eyes a few times so that my eyes returned to normal. I looked around me, I felt quite familiar with this room, although it was still disoriented. I feel very familiar with this room and feel at home. Ah yes, this is my home. But, wasn't I just kidnapped?

I tried to move my legs and hands, it was very difficult. I try to focus and concentrate on myself. It was only then that I realized that I was sitting on a large sofa, with my hands and feet bound. It's weird, I'm tied up in my own house? Couldn't there be robbers in my house?

“Argh!!”I shouted unconsciously.

“Sst noisy Nara!” I heard a voice on my left side. Let me look at the single sofa next to Kirri, from the sexy baritone sound. You know, the robber knows my name? I must have been after him a long time. I looked at the handsome man sitting on the single sofa. Men with Layered Undercut haircuts are pretty cool, with short jeans and black v neck shirts featuring sixpack body silhouettes. Hemm, cool too. But his face is a bitch and a bitch. This handsome guy wants to rob my house. I saw he was treating his bruised hands and feet. Oh yes, he was exposed to the word gatame and tachi waza. And I'm four clutching her hand. The former looks blue now. Wua, am I that good?

“Who are you? You're a robber in my house huh?” my question while glaring. He was angry with me. Oh, how he got angry. Shouldn't I be the one that's mad 'cause he tied up?

“You it! Surely you do not take medicine, so it becomes annoying and annoying! You've been torturing me and making me sick.” he snapped. Oh, that's weird. I asked him what, what he was.

“Why I know, I just felt like I didn't know you and suddenly you were gripping like that. And after that

know-know you've been locked under me,” I said slowly “lagian why not talk well try. Now what do you want? Want to rob this house?”

“Nara, where might I rob my own house. This is my house and you live in my house,” said the man.

“Lying, surely you want to harm me! That's why you tied me up like this! You attacked me at the mall, right? Surely you intend evil” I said shouting.

“Haish, if I want to be evil, what am I waiting for you to realize. You I tie, because I don't want you to torture

any more. Pain Nara!” he said still in an angry tone.

“You, who? Why are you mean to me,” I shouted, started to feel uncomfortable, confused, angry and I don't know, I can't think. Me why? I'm Nara, I'm beautiful I can be, that's all I have in mind. I tried to control my mind and body, but failed. My body felt uncomfortable, making me scream. The man hugged me and calmed me down. He told me to calm down and breathe.

“Oke, calm Nara, quiet. Listen to me yes, I am Mahardika, who took care of you all this time. You stayed with me for six months to change your body shape, remember? You are now experiencing Delirium, as a result of six months of surgery and treatment. What you are experiencing today is the delirium effect. Here, you take your medicine first. This medicine should still you drink so as not to happen again,” he said while giving 3 grains of medicine and a glass of water. Of course I don't want to. If he was mean and poisoned me how?

“Delirium? Whatisit? I'm healthy, I'm okay. Lest this be your wits let me pass out again and you can do evil to me again?” I said I was still protesting and still didn't want to believe him just like that. I have to be careful anyway. Mother said earlier, there will be people who are bad to me.

“Yeah Nara, focus! Take medication and focus. You want me to keep and not eat today?” said

resolutely.

“hah? Whahuh? I can't eat? “ said. I realized my stomach was hungry. I heard a strange sound coming from my stomach. I looked into his eyes. Although his face was folded and pouted but his eyes were emitting solemnity and honesty. It seems he's not lying. I'm not comfortable being tied up like this. Most importantly, I'm hungry. Well, maybe I'd better follow it this time. Who am I, who he wants to destroy. He said this was his house, right? And I saw in front of me some masculine stuff like some sneakers, a beard shave, a big size men's leather jacket, and a big motorcycle photo that was impossible if it was mine. So this must be his house, even though I also feel like this is my home.

“You took the medicine, I just got off. Eat this piece of chocolate first,” he said as he fed a piece of chocolate into my mouth. Then he put the three drugs in my mouth and gave me a drink, the rest of the glass he drank. I scrunched my forehead. What a bitch this guy is. But he seems insensitive at all. He still forced me to take medicine with his used water. His face was flat no matter.

After that, I felt calmer although still confused. The man who claimed to be named Mahardika

it untied me and took me to dinner. I slowly remembered the moment the security guard spoke to me. I started to remember telling the security guard that Mahardika was the doctor who treated me. But I don't remember his face. Well, maybe he's not a criminal, I feel calmer though a lot

the question is in my head. While eating I asked what he meant by me suffering from delirium because of the body building process I did, then who he was and who I was. Instead of answering, he started asking me what I was doing all day. I gave up and I told you all about Mommy, about Nada and Sandra. He smiled and was not surprised to hear my story.

“Alright Nara, what happened today, is the anesthetic effect of the successive operations you have been doing for six months. This effect is called delirium. That's the result if you don't take your medicine and don't follow my words,” he said annoyed.

“You mean?” my many.

“You have hallucinations and delusions. You feel that you are a famous artist from Singapore who came to Indonesia to shoot an advertisement, it is all your subconscious desires, but not you. When you see and hear the story of Nada, you say you feel very close and even feel you are experiencing what Tone is going through right?” the question I greeted with a nod.

“Try you to Breathe, throw away, then focus on yourself and Tone. Look at my eyes,” said Mahardika. I followed his word. I did what he asked as I continued to look into his eyes which slowly drowned me in the soothing ocean.

“Do you remember everything you experienced while still named Nada six or seven months ago. Return your memory to yourself Seven months ago Nada. Yes, you are Nada, Nara” said.

“No way,” said I threw my face away from his eyes, still trying to resist the thought the man gave me. I'm not a tone, not even a look-alike. I said to myself.  Yes, reality is like that, right? The tone was huge even dubbed the Elephant. As for me, slim and have what people say as a body goal. But Mahardika took my chin and put my eyes back in her eyes.

“You Tone. Just remember that you dropped me with a great lock and punch. Yes Nada

he's an incredible martial artist. You wonder why you could do that to me, right? All because actually you can and even great in terms of martial arts. Because you're Tone,”

he added.

“Ah, yes,” I said realize what I did this afternoon.

“OK, now try to get back to yourself and remember everything.

Slowly my memory faded, everything felt floating and my head started to get dizzy. Mahardika clenched my hand tightly, as if giving me strength. I closed my eyes while taking a deep breath. I opened my eyes again, breathing out. That's when I remembered, I was Nada.

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