SCENARIO FROM GOD

Prologues

Syahira Anastasya is a beautiful and smart girl who was born in a family environment that is quite harmonious. A loving father, a kind mother, and an older brother who always protected her.

Syahira life is so perfect, happiness always happens every second in his daily life. To the extent that he does not realize that life is not only about happiness but also there is a tiny bit of disappointment and sadness.

And finally came where the Lord no longer allowed the smile to continue to be emanated on his face.The unwanted events began to come to him, until a SECRET that had been kept tight was finally revealed.

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" WHAT! "

My reflexes screamed in surprise. What does Nada mean? Everything was fine before I went to school. Then why did he say that now.

" please Nad do not have to joke, not funny. Birthday I still know a long time, so just mengeprank her later not now." I didn't trust him because I felt like what he said just now was a joke like he used to do on my birthday.

" I'm not kidding." He spoke with tears.

'Ck! Jago also nih acting Nada usually also not nyampe nangis-nangis like that.'

" it's not a joke, it's a joke" I replied.

" Well, I'm serious" he said, still shedding tears.

" Come Nad already cry, do not need prank - prank me, not mempan already immune." I said trying to end this prank-prankngan event. The problem is very ineffective especially regarding my family. Come on, this isn't funny.

But suddenly Tone tightened his crying made me panic and there was a sudden sense that I had a hard time explaining in there.

" I'm not kidding this time, it's really serious. Hiks.hiks..I.hikks.ib..mother ka.mu.." she did not continue her words and instead returned to crying hysterically in my lap. Makes my feelings become more unpleasant. That right???

" Sahira "a voice calls me from behind, I turned around and looked for the source where the voice had come from and was seen from a distance Mr. Dony my neighbor ran in waves while shouting my name.

What was? That's the question that came from my brain the first time, because there is no business that requires Mr. Dony to look for me. Or, maybe the Jago stole Dony's sandals again ? Ah, I don't think so, because I didn't see him this morning feeding the boy. Then...did Jago steal the kayak pants next door neighbor?? Ah but where possible, good chicken hahahaha. Ah ah I thought what try.

" Come on home quickly. Your mother.." said Mr. Dony disperse my gaje daydream.

" HUH!! Mama! what's wrong with mom? "

" Don't-don't...."

Not finished, Mr. Dony said the purpose of his arrival, I have run away to my house leaving the tone that from earlier called my name.

I just wanted to make sure that what Nada said was a joke, and hopefully Mr. Dony just now wasn't going to talk about the same thing as Nada.

" No! no way, it's all definitely not possible right "my mind in the heart. I shook my head trying to get rid of all the negative thoughts that came to my mind.

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#Author pov's.

As much as the power of the martyr ran in the hope that he could quickly reach his home. But it feels like nature does not support martyrdom because what he feels right now is that the road he used to pass just by spending fifteen minutes just turns into like fifteen hours.

Tears continued to flow without anyone asking, accompanying every step that martyred. It made him fall occasionally and fall down because every tear that fell blocked his vision so that the path he passed was not so visible.

All his dirty skirts were splashed by a puddle of rain overnight and his elbows were slightly torn due to scraped iron on the road when he fell earlier. But he does not care, what he thinks now is that he must quickly get home.

" god, why are your clothes so dirty? This is why your hands are bleeding?" Ustadzah aisyah was worried to see the state of martyrdom that really looks chaotic.

" umi,, what's right about mom.." the shahira's speech stopped due to the embrace of ustazdah aisyah.

" be patient, baby, everything will be fine. This is god's destiny you must be sincere, son." The speech of the aisyah while stroking the top of the head of the shahira tried to calm down.

'Deg's'

Collapse was the establishment of martyrdom after hearing the speech of his teacher. What he said must be true. Deadly he rejected all the words that Nada said at school because he felt that his best friend was just joking, but now. He could no longer deny it.

The cry of martyrdom broke out instantly, flowing profusely to wet the clothes of the aisyah who had been hugging the shahira ever since.

" yes, son, don't cry. You must be sincere. Yuk now we go home the others have been waiting for you from earlier." Take ustadzah aisyah.

Then he brought the Shahira home.

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#Shahira pov.

I sobbed after hearing the narration from umi (my ngajiku teacher). This world was destroyed, the air around me was exhausted to cause this chest tightness.

now I am walking towards my house with the earth by Umi, because this body can no longer control, by itself it decays like there is no bone.

10 Minutes passed and I was home.

'Yellow flag' is this all true? why should you perch in my house. Can't just be at someone else's house, or even not just exist because your presence makes everyone's heart as crowded as I feel today.' Inner screaming.

Immediately I let go of the embrace of umi and ran quickly into the house and 'deg' I saw him, the person I often bothered with, the person I often struggled with, and what I sometimes denied was that his orders were lying stiffly covered by a shroud.

" no, this is impossible" I cried with tears returning.

"Mother why I left shahira bu hiks.hiks. Ms.. hiks..hiks..hiks..syahira please wake up. MA'AM... WAKE UP BU WAKE up.hiks..." I said hysterically while shaking my mother's body hoping that this was all just a dream is not reality.

A few seconds I waited but my mother didn't move at all, making me realize that this was a reality.

" why is this happening sir, instead of this morning good mother only then why is now a gini?"

He just kept quiet, didn't even look at me. It looked on his face a tinge of sadness and there was a hint of anger in his eyes, for what reason.

" she is conscious, you must be sincere. It's all God's destiny, life and death somebody's in God's hands deck." Mas Pras said my older brother as he approached and intended to hug me. But not yet had his hand reached, I immediately brushed it off and ran away from home.

I kept running away from home because it felt like this heart could not bear to see the people I loved leaving.

I still don't believe in any of this. Why was God so unfair to me, why did my mother have to leave me first, why? Why not just me?

I grabbed my veil in frustration and kept going without knowing the direction until something happened.

" brukkk "

A truck from the right hit me and threw me about 2 meters away from the scene. My body floated and fell until my head hit a roadblock. Fresh blood gushed from my head like a river without a dam, just falling down. My eyes began to tighten and slough - I heard the sound of mas pras calling my name until finally my eyes fell asleep and only dark can I see.