Curse Spell

The cloud is getting darker

The fear that intimidated her made Kayra only able to surrender to fate. The most important thing for him is that he can still look at his father. Even though the day feels increasingly distant from the father. Even Kayra was like seeing someone else in her father.

His father no longer wanted to take the time to talk to him.

Kayra is getting evicted from the only family she has.

He was kicked out of his own room and forced to occupy a second-hand room with cleaning tools.

there is no mattress, there is only a used sofa that is actually not worth using, that is what becomes the bed to let go

tired after a long day of work.

"Rara quickly clean and tidy up the guest room!!" screamed Neta, Kayra's stepmother, a shout loud enough to disperse Kayra's daydream.

"Yes, madam, I'll work on it soon." Sahut Kayra while running left a pile of dirty clothes that were being washed.

Since her father died two years ago, her stepmother no longer wanted to be called mother. Kayra should call Neta as Madam and call Cerry as Miss.

Blatantly her stepmother dropped Kayra's pride as a maid and nothing more.

Kayra immediately cleaned the guest room, changed the bed sheet and added a few rose stalks in the crystal glass that was previously filled with water. And put it on the nightstand.

Kayra always tries to do her best work.

It's almost 7 o'clock, he must finish his laundry immediately so as not to be late for school.

Today the announcement of High School graduation, Kayra immediately finished her laundry and dried the clothes. As usual, he had to leave school immediately before his stepmother or brother gave him another job.

As fast as lightning he took a shower, changed his clothes and straightened his blind bicycle.

Almost half an hour on the way finally arrived at the school gate.

There are still a lot of new students coming. Kayra's uniform looked shabby and small. Very contrasting when compared to the uniforms of his other friends.

Some time Kayra waited for the graduation announcement, she waited in the classroom while enjoying her delayed breakfast, rice-flavored rice with salted fish sauce. He did not care even in the sneer and was stared at with a derogatory look from his classmates.

Kayra has no friends, her focus is only on learning and learning. Kayra felt that no one could understand and understand her. Why have friends/friends? After 3 years of school in High School he has managed to go through well. Always ranked first in his majors

Ipw.

At 9 o'clock Mr. Tono the homeroom entered his classroom.

"Good morning kids, today's graduation announcement. How is everyone sure they're graduating?"

"We believe it must have passed sir." in unison the children replied enthusiastically.

"Yes today I bring good news, that there are two students from our school who got a scholarship and were accepted without taking a test at Tunas Harapan University. so please who gets this chance don't waste it."

"Two of these names got the highest UN score at the national level while bringing the good name of our School".

The student's voice began to rumble and tried to guess who was that lucky.

"OK... please calm down so the two people are Nino Saputra from class Ips 3 and Kayra Mahendra from Ipa 1."

The originally quiet class again rumbled, all scattering congratulating Kayra.

"And the second news, there are some of you who may not graduate so

I hope you don't get discouraged!"

pak Tono deliberately paused so that when it was conveyed that there was a possibility that did not pass, all students were glued like a model challenge.

"But unfortunately no one doesn't pass."

The compact one class cheered happily.

"Congratulations to all of you who have studied hard and deserve satisfactory results."

"message Father wherever you are remember to continue to excel at work or at the University where you continue your studies. Good luck, success for all of you".

As if to know the turmoil of Kayra's heart, Mr. Tono encouraged her.

" Kayra, don't give up. There must be a way out for every problem".

"Eh. yes sir".

"There was a message from my father

the principal, Kayra's next Monday, is asked to face her".

"Yes sir, I will try to come."

Kayra immediately asked to go home. With the turmoil that Kayra felt like a little time alone.

He paddled his bike towards the river, immediately leaning his bike. Kayra hurried on foot over the bridge. He looked at the calm flowing river.

His heart was really upset, there was a good chance he got a scholarship from the best University in his city. Kayra is eager to continue college. He just wants to go to school and continue to go to school. However

is it possible? There's no way her stepmother would let her go to college.

For him to continue high school alone must desperately convince his stepmother.

The dilemma haunts Kayra. "Oh my God, I'd love to go to college."

Not feeling her tears flowing, the crying broke into a mouthful of grief. His hands began to tremble he was getting tighter holding the iron barrier of the bridge.

suddenly someone hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear. "Miss, don't be silly, suicide doesn't solve the problem".

Kayra was so shocked that reflexes tried to pull over the arms of an unfamiliar guy. "Let go.. let me go, please.don't hurt me."

the guy's embrace gets stronger, he twists Kayra's body until they face each other, "I won't let go of you ."

When I see a cute guy in a high school uniform

the same lamp as Cerry's uniform. Kayra's heart rustled softly there was something that attracted her heart as she sat down with the dense black eyes of the man. He was stunned, his cry was silent for a moment.

"Miss, if you are given life with God never wasted let alone to recklessly commit suicide." "Be aware that elsewhere there are people who are trying to survive but the disease does not give an opportunity to just add one day to his life.so never think of suicide.understand?"

Kayra suddenly stuttered, her tongue muffled "A...

a. I have no intention of suicide. Please let me go". Kayra tried to thrash but she lost strongly.

The guy once again looked right at Kayra's brown bead of eyes, as he saw no lie there he immediately let go of Kayra's hand.

"I'm sorry I misjudged you. But why are you on the edge of this lonely bridge crying

like those? Is there another problem."

"Yes, I do have a problem but I'm not as smart as you think that thinking of suicide is just this small matter. I'm sorry I want to go home." Kayra quickly picked up her bike and wanted to pass.

"I... Dariel, what's your name?"

"Cyra."

Kayra immediately pedaled her bike and did not dare to look over.

"Kayra nice to meet you, see you again !!!" yells Dariel.

I don't know what feelings are starting to get into Kayra. There was a burning feeling in his chest that made his heartbeat beat faster. There was a sense of heat creeping on his face, maybe if anyone saw his cheeks had been flushed like boiled crabs.

There is a new spirit, there is a hope to be reunited with Dariel.

But as nature did not side with him, the cloud grew blackened, lightning began to snatch. Heavy rain suddenly spilled.

Kayra was pedaling her bike harder. Bedragglade. But his heart was warm.