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Dyed dyed here and there, astonished by Arlan's sudden invitation. After school today, Arlan took the initiative to invite Dimas to go to the shopping center to help him choose some clothes.

"Lo didn't just buy clothes last month, did you?" ask Dimas.

"Pengen aja," answered Arlan briefly. His hands were busy down the array of clothes neatly lined up on the shelf. "This color seems to fit me," he murmured, grabbing a gray shirt.

"Hmmm, I know, nih," said DIMas suddenly.

Arlan was shocked when Dimas said so, afraid that he would find out his plan and Nanda. Arlan does look strange because suddenly invited him to buy clothes. In fact, Arlan is known as a cool person and buy goods if necessary. Arlan was even still wearing his clothes from the past five years, as long as the clothes were still fit and not torn.

Nanda does suggest that Arlan take Dimas to a crowded place. Besides being easier to pretend to cross paths, Nanda's aura will not be felt clearly in the crowd. So, Dimas would not be vigilant in such crowded places.

"That-know what?" Arlan ventured to ask.

"Yesterday was good, huh?"

"fluent? What smooth?"

Dimas smiled cynically. "Watch Manda."

"Oh!" Arlan understands now. "Yes, you could say so," he grinned. "So, now you want to look neat in front of him? It's disgusting!"

"That's a kasmaran, Dim," Arlan corrected. "Who, anyway, doesn't want to look cool in front of the bustle?"

"Still gebetan? I thought you shot him yesterday."

"Yeeee, where is it possible!" arlan's argument, even though Nanda is actually already upset about her feelings. "There's security. Where dare I macem-macem."

"Gue does not have the right to interfere with your feelings, Lan. But, if Manda... Not that it's kinda..."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with Manda" Arlan said. "We've had this discussion many times. My answer remains the same. Don't you get tired of hearing it?"

"Lo my best friend. The task of a friend reminds that something is wrong," said Dimas.

Arlan stared at Dimas for a long time. "really?" asked Arlan, who made Dimas' forehead wrinkle.

"Hi!"

The greeting made the tense atmosphere that Arlan created, instantly disappear. Nanda walked up to them. His movements were natural and his simple smile was well placed on his handsome face.

"Ck."

Arlan glanced when he heard Dimas clucking, albeit very slowly. He knows that Dimas doesn't like Nanda's presence, as much as he doesn't like Manda. "Nan, how are you?" Arlan tried not to stiffen.

Nanda laughed softly. "Hahaha, you just met me yesterday, and now you're even the news?" taunted.

"Gue emang can not like you," said Arlan sebal.

Nanda turned to Dimas. "Yesterday we didn't know very well" Nanda opened the conversation. Dimas looked up slightly as Nanda approached. Nanda was a few inches taller than Dimas with a sturdy and intimidating stature. "Gue Nanda," Nanda extended her hand to Dimas. His eyes were straight, trying to break through Dimas' self-closing defense. Obviously Nanda's attitude forced Dimas not to refuse his hand.

"Dimas," Dimas grabbed Nanda's hand.

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"Damn! Damnit damnit! Shit!" furious Arlan. His sweat had already wet his forehead and the t-shirt he was wearing. Arlan could feel the adrenaline filling his head, making himself feel like he was on fire. His hands rested on Nanda's chest lying unconscious on the mall floor. "Double! Wake up!" the door while continuing to do a heart-lung massage.

Arlan's head felt empty. He tried to remember what Manda taught yesterday, but it was all as if it evaporated from the memory in his head. The color of Nanda's facial skin is getting pale, making her panic instead of playing. Arlan looked up, looking for the figure of Manda who had not yet come.

"L-yes, Dik!" the man pulled out his cell phone and called the hospital as ordered by Arlan.

"Manda, Manda, Manda," whispered Arlan as he continued to bang on Nanda's chest. He was warned about this. But, watching it in plain sight made Arlan feel extremely frightened.

Arlan looked at Dimas. Dimas' condition is no worse than Nanda's. He just fainted. Arlan could see her chest movements going up and down regularly. He'll take care of Dimas later.

"Alan!"

Arlan looked up, hearing Manda's voice. "Man, help!" his moans. She almost cried.

Manda hurriedly gathered in front of Arlan. His knee hit the floor hard, even Arlan could hear it. Quickly, Manda replaced Arlan to give a heart-lung massage.

Arlan fell backwards with a hunting breath. His chest was painful due to lack of oxygen. Arlan gulped with difficulty, trying to make his throat not dry anymore. He tried to sit up, aware of Manda's regular movements. Manda must have learned this a lot because of Nanda.

"Lan, open the bag!" manda orders while looking at the small suitcase-shaped bag next to her feet.

Arlan opened the bag as fast as he could, but he did not understand the contents as soon as he looked inside.

"There's an instruction," Manda said quickly, matching the breathing pattern with her voice, so as not to run out of breath. "Pair it on Nanda's chest!"

Arlan turned back and forth between the device that said 'defibrillator' and the wires in his hand. Just as Arlan was about to open the patch on the defibrillator pads, someone's hand grabbed his arm.

"Double!" pekik Manda's.

Arlan turned towards Nanda. Nanda's already open eyes made a sense of relief flow within him. "Double!" that's all that came out of his mouth.

"Gue's okay" Nanda replied as she tried to get up.

Manda immediately pressed Nanda's head for her to return to her position. "Lan, did you call an ambulance?"

Arlan nodded quickly. "De-Dengerin said Manda, yes, Nan," Arlan warned, afraid to see Manda's face bent sour. While paying attention to the surroundings once more, Arlan regulated his still intermittent breathing. Dimas was still unconscious. "Is Dimas okay?" ask Arlan to make sure.

Manda nodded once.

"Will he remember what happened?"

This time Nanda nodded. "He'll remember that he fainted out of bed with me."

Arlan looked at Nanda for a long time. He weighed in on whether now was the right time to ask Dimas' past problems. Curiosity rules him. However, seeing Nanda who had just escaped death, and her twin brother who had put on a face wanted to prey on someone out of annoyance, making Arlan close his mouth tightly.

'There will come a time, ' Arlan thought to himself.

Not long after, Arlan could hear the sound of ambulance sirens. Medical help has arrived. Arlan was able to breathe a sigh of relief, feeling safe with the arrival of two people in hospital uniforms.

"Lo go home first, Lan," proposed Manda.

"What's? There's no way I'm throwing my feet at home, is there?" reject Arlan. "Gue's coming. At least, if I can't get to Nanda, I have to be there for Dimas. After all, he had no one else to take care of him."

Manda turned to look at Nanda who was lying leisurely on the floor. "No what. It's not dangerous at the moment" Nanda told Manda.

"Okay" replied Manda. "But you can't stay away from me" Manda warned Arlan.

Arlan smiled when he heard that. Although he knew Manda's intentions were not romantic, Arlan fantasized like that.

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