
A little boy who was walking towards the back garden while holding a doll. Her hair was long and allowed to break. The little boy ran a little when he almost arrived on his bike.
"Well, I'm deflating anyway. The chain can come off." The face that had been smiling happily was immediately gloomy.
"Yes!!! What are you doing here? I told you to stop bothering me!" The little boy looked up to find the perpetrator who broke his bike.
There was a sound of laughter echoing in the back garden. The little boy followed the origin of the voice. He held a small stone and prepared to throw it in return.
Tak
The little boy's throw missed. It's not about anyone. "Why is it that every time I want to throw something at you it's not always on target." The little boy was crying while chasing Jaya.
Jaya is very happy to have managed to treat the little boy. When he was about to be caught, he held the head of the little boy, he held it so that the little boy could not hurt him because of his small body.
"I'll ask mommy. Who let you in?!" The little boy looked at him sharply.
Jaya just stuck out her tongue scoffing.
"Gue cariin loe inside, it turns out here."
The little boy was already running away crying when his brother came.
"Abang, I hate him so much, why is he still being let in here?" Whine at Tamar's feet.
Tamar squatted against the little boy, "Zee, he's Brother's best friend. Can't let him into our house." Tamar wiped her sister's tears.
"Breakin' bang. Same with Jaya who always jail." The little boy came back crying.
"Yeah!! You just get out of my house." Annoyed the little boy.
Jaya laughs more, she really likes to see if the little boy who is none other than Nazeera has a dissatisfied and angry face.
"Honey, she's older than you, how many times you said call her brother." Tamar's Advice.
"I'd rather call him crazy than call him brother." Pekik Nazeera ran while crying.
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Nazeera opened her eyes, she was back dreaming about her past with her husband.
"Jay, I'm sorry. I miss you." Nazeera.
"Zee's? You awake yet? Are you all right?" Tamar was worried.
"Zee is fine bang." Nazeera hugged Tamar.
"Bang, Zee misses." Nazeera closed her eyes with tears.
She hugged Tamar tightly while remembering her childhood that was in her dreams.
I want to go back in time. Although Jaya always tried me out I wanted to, as long as I didn't hear this news. This is more painful than Jaya who always makes me cry every time.
Nazeera cried as she pleased.
"Oh, you rest. Tomorrow will return to search the ravine. Just pray she's okay." Her speech. What was said was very different from his little heart.
The tightness in the chest should he endure, the sadness back he had to face. She wasn't this sick when Akhyar left her first. Or maybe because Akhyar was abandoned because of marriage, while Jaya left her in a state of lifelessness?!
"Zee sad bang. Zee is very sad. I-i..." Nazeera's words shook.
"Hust." Tamar put her index finger on Nazeera's lips. "Call him. Don't be a whiny like this. You know why Jaya used to be so happy to tease you?"
Nazeera shook her head, "Because you're a crybaby and it's getting pretty when you're angry." Kekeh Tamar's.
"So now you don't cry anymore. Since Jaya is having a show now, you pray for her. He'll be fine." Tamar gives me strength.
Huft, the condition of the mother is also now no longer good, now Jaya has an accident. I'm so sorry about you.
Nazeera was lying down and closed her eyes again. It may be the effect of fever so that he is easier to fall asleep.
Tamar leaned against the sofa and held the base of her nose which had a puddle of tears there.
Loe don't joke now, joking you're not fun. Loe has to be happyin my sister, why do you even play hide and seek. I am still not satisfied to see the act of loe to back tease Nazeera. Come on, you gotta hear my heart.
His daydream stopped because Dedi surprised him, "Boss, the news from the police is there." His words were slow to not be heard by Nazeera.
Tamar stood up and walked out of the room. He closed the door slowly.
"Say!" Tamar with a cold voice.
Be present. Dedi was shocked at the expression he received from Tamar.
"So I was called by the police, he said a body had been found. But..."
"But the body can no longer recognize him." Said slowly.
"Because it's ruined." Connection's down.
Tamar rubbed her face. He had to be tough about receiving this news, whatever it was for his sister.
Loe's ruthless. Why do you live in my sister. Don't you love him very much?
However, if a man still has a heart, especially when feeling the loss will feel pain. Especially the person closest to us.
"Suster, I'll take Nazeera first. If he asks me where, just tell him I'm out."
Dad is out, I'm a kid, so what should I say he said. Like any script.
Inner sister that.
"Sus? Hear right?" Dedi resuscitated the nurse.
"Huh? Yes sir. I'll tell you." The nurse bowed politely.
Tamar has passed, her body can't wait to meet her best friend, even if it's just a corpse.
A corpse?! Huh huh? My heart still has not accepted this fate. It's too soon for him to die, I still want to bet with him. Why would you die this way. It's too tragic. It should have been before he died to report back so I could prevent him from doing anything ridiculous.
Tamar's mind raged.
"Boss, we're here." Dedi holds Tamar's hand with the intention of awakening her daydream.
Tamar stared straight at him and brushed off Dedi's hand.
Haduh, it looks like my boss this one is more cruel than stepmother.
Tamar's out, she's watching the scene. Pay attention to every inch of that location, until he eyes catch a cctv.
He approached the cctv, "Excuse me, sir." Reprimand one of the men in uniform.
Tamar stopped her steps, "The victim has been lifted from the abyss."
Tamar doesn't talk much. He became dumbfounded when he saw the body of someone who had already been destroyed. The face is shapeless, the clothes are filled with tears.
Tamar became horrified herself, imagining how Nazeera would react if she knew this.
Tamar told him to take her straight to the hospital. He then told Dedi to prepare for the funeral.
Loe emang brengs*k, loe lives in loe's new family. Have you felt the heaven of the world?
Inner Tamar smiled sarcastically but her heart ached.
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I just dag-dig-dug ticked it. Had, really different if we type laria2an and tick it with full of passion in the middle of mlm gni. I don't feel my tears dripping, tau2nya dripping Krn sleepy. Not to be moved by the fate of Nazeera.
Present, for the sad, moon maap. This is just a story halu well. maap painful moments, I'm sad many gegra read, but the comments just that-that's it, aja, like it too cmn it's-it's aja.
And you know? The author is on your own.
Thumb less gercep what try? Just like, and comment on each part about your emotions when reading, rest assured, the author will be great, even though it is a criticism.
Critics will learn about its shortcomings.
Hail, sudhlah....
only certain person2 knows what it means.π
Oia, I think 2, author's plan is to make a new title. Still Nazeera's story, just a different title 'Died After Marriage'. It's up to you guys too sihπ π
π€π€ππ was Nazeera's story about being left out of marriage already, now Nazeera is again left after marriage.
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