SCENARIO FROM GOD
Part 2
" Sir.bapak..."
" Yes, where are you ? " tanya Syahira was upset waiting for her brother's answer.
" That's the deck, emm dad again went to his house sir broto who is in Sukabumi's deck." Pras said lying, because in fact he himself did not know where his father was. His father just left after the funeral, he did not even say a word to pras.
" Oh.but why did you arrive - arrived to sukabumi when the new mother died."
" I don't know the deck either."
" now you better rest, yes, I want to call the doctor first to check on you." Pras continued to divert the attention of the shahira.
" yes yes "
' sorry mas dek, not the intention of lying. But mas also do not know where the father.' inner pras before leaving the room.
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" Thank God my sister didn't why - why, it looks like yesterday's operation didn't affect anything." Speak to the doctor after checking the state of martyrdom.
" Huh OPERATION ! " sahira shouted surprised to hear the word of the operation thrown by the doctor.
" Yes deck, you were operated on yesterday because you were hit by a car, but thank God is good as we deck, God still gives you a chance to survive, even though you almost lost your life deck." Clear pras.
" The next time you don't worry about me like that again, I don't want to anyway if you have to see you between life and death again." Continue pras.
" yes, it won't."
" Okay.mas this is very dear yes equally adeknya, rarely - rarely there is a brother who loves very equally especially if his brother is a guy, especially if he is a boy, usually though affectionate but not as big and as attentive mas to adek gini loh. And rarely is there a sister who can get along like a gini." As the doctor interrupted his sister's conversation, he was happy to see the closeness and affection that Pras and Syahira had.
" hahaha.doctors can, yes, my mas is the best, but sometimes ngeselin doc, jail the person." Answer syahira.
" yee...you're the one who likes to mengeselin."
" when will I go, mas kali tuh." Syahira did not accept the words of his brother, make him say his brother ngeselin why so back to him.
" yes, who else is trying. You are yes neselin, kanyet anyway, mas sure no one will want the same girl who nyebelin plus chatty like you hahaha...."
" No ma'am...."
" It's been you two, I've just been praising you guys but now why so much noise." Lerai the doctor.
" yes, because the examination is over, I'm sorry to go to my room again rather than here to see you guys fighting." Pamit the doctor.
" hehehehe sorry doc, yes please doc." Pras said to let the doctor leave the room.
" the mas anyway - there is aja, use should debate the same I just because - because I say mas ngeselin." Saying martyrdom after the doctor's departure.
" Kok mas, it's you who..."
" don't talk about it anymore. If you talk again will definitely not be finished, surely the ends of the debate again like that. I'm tired of having to debate the same, I want to rest." Cut syahira.
" yes there's a break hunt, I'll keep you here anyway."
Three days have long been martyred in hospital, now his condition has improved and doctors have allowed martyrdom to go home today. The plan was before returning to the martyrdom and pras would go to the mother's funeral first. However, because there are some things that must be done pras dikapusnya, making what has been planned can not be implemented. And because the shahira should not be soy sauce, pras could not take the shahira to the campus until finally the martyr was brought home.
" What doctors say, don't take soy. Just rest first, wait at home, and only for a moment to be on the campus." Preorder
" yes ready bosque." said martyr with his hands up like a man who was respectful.
" Good, yes it's mas pamit, assalamu'alaikum."
" wa'alaikumsalam "answer the faithful shahira standing in the yard of the house.
The black pras driven matic motor started to drive away from the house. After Pras was no longer seen, Syahira also began to move into the house. However, when the door was opened, he was surprised by the situation of the house that was very messy. The middle closet door was open, the chair was messy unlike its origin, the tablecloth was lying on the floor and there was a broken piece of table glass.
" GOOD! " a startling voice that was observing the state of the house.
" Bap "
" Where to quickly disdain the land letter." Said a man called father.
" What does the father of the land letter mean ? "
Syahira did not understand what his father said, why he suddenly asked for a land letter.
" Yes your mother's land letter, I want to sell the land. Where quick take. "his word
" But sir, mom said the land should not be sold sir, the land is for college fig costs later sir. Ara can't give that letter to you." Answer syahira. He did not want to give the letter because his mother had given the land for him as provisions and fees for his later studies.
" Hah college, YOU ? Why do you go to college, ngabis - ngabisin money doang. Better the money is made for others. Some of you are women for what high school - high, you should be quiet at home or if you want to work, or if you want to work, just direct work so that you can make your own money instead of bothering to use all lectures. Ah where spit here the letter, father again need money." Said the father forcing.
" It was not the father who supported me to continue college, then why now you even say like that ?."
" It used to be the same now it's different everything is not the same. Now everything has changed, and you, I've not allowed you to go to college." Said the father full of mystery.
" What do you mean father ? What has changed, sir ? Everything does not change sir is still the same, only the presence of his mother is the difference sir." Syahira did not understand.
" have you certainly not understood, now where is the letter?, "he said diverting.
" oh you must have kept it in your room, right ? " said the father and went straight to the shahira's room. He opened the door of the martyr's closet violently without using the key first to make the door broken. Ransacked the clothes in the closet with the origin to scatter on the floor. The cry of martyrdom and his plea was ignored, he continued to focus on searching until finally found a brown map under the lowest pile of clothes.
" At last I met." Say happy unang syahira after he managed to find what he had been looking for since.
" Sir, not sir. Don't sell the land." Saying martyrdom, tears have poured down his cheeks since then.
" Shut up ! " Snapped unang, then he pushed the shahira to fall.
" Bapak.jangan sir. Please don't sell the land." Say shahira while chasing his father who has since gone to go out of the house. However, Unang did not budge he continued to walk without caring for martyrdom. Arriving outside he immediately drove his motorbike and darted away from home along with the shahira who called - call his name.
Decide, shahira collapsed on the ground. Tears were pouring down on his cheeks. It was sad and disappointed that was how he felt right now. He did not expect his father would do this, he would easily sell the land that should be his college supplies later. And the most sad syahira is the words of his father who did not allow him to continue his school, but it was a young man who supported martyrdom to achieve his dream. Why did he forbid it now? On the pretext that the shahira is a woman and should be at home to do homework and the most make the martyr ask - question is because his father said that now everything has changed. What has changed? What changes his father talked about, syahira did not understand because according to him there is no change that allows him not to continue school, who knows the changes that are happening now there are 2. First the presence of the mother who is no longer there and the second is the most surprising, namely the attitude of his father who arrived - suddenly rude to him. Never did his father say anything rude to him, but what did his father do just now? He not only said rudely but also pushed the shahira. What change did his father mean or something else? I don't know if Syahira doesn't know.
Clouds arrived - it was cloudy and the rain slowly began to fall soaking the earth, accompanying the faithful martyrs crying in the yard of the house. The rain came down as if understanding and understanding what the martyr is feeling right now.
