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Nara's Story (Sad Story)
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Her heart went back to tightness and pain as Nara stared at that middle-aged face that was slumbering tired of wrinkling its face after they had a great argument. Her little heart raised a question about who she was. Was he just an insignificant person in the eyes of that woman? The question never escaped his mind.
“What's my fault?! Why he never knew how sick I was. Isn't there a little bit of regret for me?” Nara sobbing.
Nara passed away leaving the middle-aged woman to the room and prepared to leave with her favorite red ninja. Her heart was too sore to be in one room with a person who had cruelly torn her heart apart. There was no way he could be calmer than to rush to satisfy his anger and disappointment towards the middle-aged woman. Naumi, her brother who taught her to relieve her sadness by bringing ninja crazy. Nara always remembers that. Naumi and Nara are both hobbyists. In fact, her brother Naumi is the best female ninja racer in Indonesia. “If only brother was here. I made sure the stars tonight would watch our ninja game. Brother, hurry up and get away from the country of the sakura networks. I miss brother.” Inner Nara. His steps stopped for a moment in the living room. The woman looked at him hatefully. Nara's eyes glazed over and passed away.
Sliced like a habil. Miris then pilu. Heart aches. Mind kelu. The rate of the identical red ninja gas is getting faster. It seemed Nara was completely satisfied to vent her anger.
I see Azan calling on mankind. Mentari had been at his tired point, making Nara play his ninja towards the very Great house, a house that never closed for those who thought of His presence. In that best house, he pours out all his weaknesses in the soul of the ninja woman that such a man always sees. Just in that house, he felt really weak.
At the same place, a woman was folding her white robe. The woman was the same stature as Nara, still young. About him and Nara his age. Sure oes. Because nothing else and not it turns out that the woman is Jihan, Nara's best friend who also happened to complain his soul in the house. Jihan looked at Nara. However, Nara had not resolved her heart's grievances to Him. Jihan's heart was touched to hear that.
“Yes Allah, if I am guilty, punish my life as cruel as You want. Just please, just let me just once for him to love me, love me, make me feel that the winged angel really exists. You gave him me, as the perfection of his life in the world. But why do I look like shit, not a gift in his eyes? What should I do, God? May You always be with her, the person I call mother.” Nara's tears were unstoppable.
“You are precisely the most beautiful gift that God entrusted to your mother Ra. Sorry, if I've been hiding it from you for a long time.”
“Jihan?”
“Ra, your mother asked me to hide this from you. But I can't hold it for too long. Did you know your sister Naumi's condition?”
“Kak Naumi? Don't we both know that Naumi's sister is still continuing her studies in Japan? What does this have to do with my mom?”
“One more time forgive me Nara. Your sister Naumi, has closed her lifetime.”
“Jihan, please tell me clearly. What's the matter? What do you mean say that?”
“Your sister Naumi has died Ra. He died in Japan, due to successive accidents at the ninja racecourse during the summer break. At that time, he wanted to return to Indonesia to give you a gift on your 17th birthday. He had planned it all before. He wanted to reward you with a new ninja of the original Japanese product. During the summer holidays, he follows the ninja race of summer holidays in Japan, with the winning prize being that ninja. However, his death did not allow him to give you anything special. She died, and your mother knew it was Nara.”
“No!! Not likely. Jihan, please comfort me in another way. Not by storytelling me things I don't like.”
“But this is not to comfort you Nara, this is indeed a story that I have known for two years and I have kept from you. Know you?? Actually your mother was depressed all along. Seeing you always with ninjas keeps your sister Naumi's shadow recorded in your mother's memory. Your mother loves you very much. He doesn't want your fate to be like Naumi's sister, who ended up just because of ninjas. He doesn't want to let you follow in Naumi's footsteps. I admit, his ways are wrong that never told you about your brother and his reasons are like that to you. But anyway, she remains a mother, who does not want to lose her child. If you say that you are trash to her, you are wrong. I see, the reason you said that. Surely you conclude it because he cannot show you his real affection, because you always argue with him. But rest assured Ra, no one can love us more than a mother.”
“Jihan, is that really what you said? Why did you just say it? Two years I didn't know about this, and you've been quiet all this time?? What kind of friend are you?” Nara's tears were falling incessantly.
“I'm really sorry Ra. I..” Jihan's words stopped.
Nara tried to stand up from her place of prayer. He is really weak at the moment. The fact that he must accept is the death of his beloved brother who turned out to have been unknown for a long time. His feet to stand up wobbly. His knees are paralyzed. Heart's fragile. Again Nara slams her red ninja steering and leaves Jihan just like that. He was disappointed in Jihan who had covered him up all this time. He felt guilty because he had indirectly killed his brother and made his mother like this to him.
A few kilometers he drove a ninja, and then suddenly stopped his ninja machine. In front of a shop, he stopped. The torrential rain stopped his intention to vent the chaos of his heart that night. Eyes glazed. Her tears collapsed with the rain. It can be ascertained at that time that no one can see him crying so much in the midst of the torrential rain.
Suddenly, Nara's gaze focused on a shop in front of her. His mother's face was in his mind. Both of his hands were moved to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, then took a step to enter that shop. A few pieces of the head covering swayed in the wind, as Nara opened the store.
“Excuse me, can I help you?” Greet the friendly shopkeeper with a smile on his cheek.
“Sorry, can you show me a light green hijab with a simple pattern but looks graceful? Did you sell it?”
“Oh, wait a minute. Looks like we have such a product.”
“……”
“Is this what you are looking for?” The shopkeeper showed what Nara meant.
“True. Please pack this for me, and can I ask for a piece of paper here?”
“Of course.”
“Thank you.”
Nara plugged her ninja gas again. This time he tried to make peace with fate. Nara heads to her house with her red ninja.
At home, Nara sees her mother has fallen asleep with her picture with her sister Naumi and her mother. Nara looked at him. Her tears came down again because she felt guilty for her mother. He placed something he had just bought next to the middle-aged woman, then went to turn on his nose. But fate cannot be prevented. Suddenly the ninja he was driving hit a big truck. Nara slammed into the street, unconscious. God has invited her to meet and be with her sister Naumi. Meanwhile, Nara's mother wakes up from her sleep and sees an object next to her. The simple yet graceful hijab looks beautiful in her eyes and a letter beside her.
Mom, I'm sorry if I hurt you with my mistake. I've known everything. Mom, I'm sorry if it turns out that I killed Naumi's sister indirectly. But really, I never knew about it. I just found out this time. I'm sorry if mom hates me and tormented me all this time by worrying about me riding a ninja. I will still love you, Mother.
Nara's fate has stopped. His mother and best friend Jihan, get word of Nara. But fate cannot be denied, nor regretted. It is the plan of Allah, the All-Powerful. Wallahualam.
Finishes.
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