SCENARIO FROM GOD

Part 3

On a campus there are some students who are passing by looking for a place to shelter, as well as pras who just finished his business and intend to go home. However, as it was raining and he forgot to bring his coat, he decided to take a shade first.

" The rain is very heavy, shahira at home how ya. Hopefully, he is not afraid of being home alone. "mumbles pras worried thinking about his sister who must be scared at home. Pras knew his sister was very afraid if she had to be alone at home especially in the middle of heavy rain like this.

The clouds still show darkness but the raindrops have subsided a little, only small spots appear to fall. Pras decided to drive his motorcycle away from campus to his home.

After about 30 minutes, Pras finally arrived at home. He parked his motorbike in the yard and then immediately ran into the house to find his sister.

" where is syahira ? Why his house is still dark when it is already late afternoon, is it still a rest in the room. "rumm pras when he saw his house which is still dark even though it is already late at night.

Pras squeezed the light switch that happened to be beside the entrance, then he stepped where the stairs should go to the top floor where the shahira and pras rooms are located, then he stepped where the stairs should go to the top floor, because the pras and shahira rooms are on the second floor while the parents' rooms are on the first floor.

Arriving at the top floor of the pras directly to the syahira room to check his condition, he was worried that his sister was afraid of why - why.

When opening the door pras was surprised by the state of martyrdom, clothes that were soaked, lips that had turned blue and shivered and tears that continued to fall wet his cheeks also added to the impression of chaos in the martyrdom. Pras came over and hugged his sister.

" Deck, what happened ? Why are you soaking wet like this ? " ask pras worried. But he who was asked just silently remained silent not answering what - what, only sobs were heard.

' O God deck, what really happened. Why you can be a gini.' Inner pras.

" Deck...."

" Mas..huuhuu.mas why did you become such a kayak.hiks..hiks..why did you change such a daft. What is wrong syahira ? What has changed?, "sayahira with increasingly spilled tears.

' Father ? What is the same father ? Why arrived - suddenly syahira said father so.' Pras thought curious.

" Stttt..calm the deck, quiet there is a mas. Do not cry deck again yes, there is already a mas here. You calm down first and then tell the mas."

" hiks..but ma.."

" Sttt..already here, if you still want to cry, yes you already cry here on the shoulder mas let you be more plong and calm." said pras trying to calm his sister while tightening his arms.

Hearing the brother's words, automatically make the tears of martyrdom that he tried to hold back flowing profusely and wet pras clothes that were already wet after hugging him earlier.

After a long cry and felt martyrdom was calm enough, pras also let go of his embrace. He rubbed the remaining tears in the corner of his sister's eyes.

" Well, if you're not so ugly than before, already soaked clothes, swollen eyes are just as red again, continue that snot you until you go anywhere - where iyuhhhhhhh... jorok really know, " ledek pras by digidigkan body pura - pura disgust.

" What the hell mas "said syahira while hitting his mas annoyed.

" hahaha.iya yes mas joking, it's aja cramming. Sorry for the deck." Pras said apologizing, but Syahira did not budge.

" Oh yes, I want it. Why are you crying? keep on clothes why get soaked wet like gini?. This too, why is your closet broken? his clothes were also messy on the floor, "ask pras while pointing at the clothes scattered everywhere.

"You are no longer heartbroken right nyampe berantakin gini dress?, continue the living room is also a mess that, why?." Continues probing.

" The mother who if broken heart likes to mess things up, I have never been like that, a courtship has never been." said syahira sewot.

" that's why I'm surprised you haven't dated. So why are you thinking about your clothes. If it wasn't for the heartbreak then why the deck..?" ask pras.

" So here's the story." Syahira told her everything. Starting from the time he entered the house until his father left with a land letter for sale. Syahira also told when his father forbade him to continue school and when he was encouraged he told his brother.

" .....that's the story." Syahira when finished telling the story.

" Have deck you do not have to think too much about the talk of the father yes. Maybe you still have not received the departure of the mother so that is so and maybe really the father again needs money because you also know if the business father is bankrupt, if the father is bankrupt, so maybe you want to sell the land for new business costs." Terang pras tries to make martyrs not to think of things.

" oh yes, if for money for college, you don't have to worry about changing it later, you know now besides college mas also start part-time work, you know, god willing, there will be a lecture for you." Continue pras.

" But you also definitely need the money, let alone college majoring in medicine, would need more money. The purpose of part-time work is also because it is."

" Have deck you do not have to think about it, what is important now that you first go to school. You do not need to think about the cost of college, let alone the cost of college. God willing, there must be a provision."

" now you change clothes yes, later you catch a cold from earlier wearing wet clothes, continue after that prayer and directly down we dinner ya." Precept

" but I'm not****** eating."

" Later you can get sick Ra if you don't eat, you haven't eaten from lunch? "

" Ara does not want to mas "said Syahira kekeh does not want to eat because he does not have an appetite to eat.

" Yes already if that abis solat immediately rest aja yes, if it will be lager you wake up mas aja, let masakin mas."

" yes yes "

" If it's a mas in the room, want to pray and then rest do not think macem - macem, okay." He repeated what he said earlier.

" good evening adek mas dear, "greetings pras before leaving the room.

" Good night, sir."

After pras's departure, Syahira then began to do what her brother had ordered earlier.

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The sun began to rise to the surface indicating that the day had begun to day. Syahira is neat with his uniform, now just tidying up the bag and walking down for breakfast. Today was the first day she returned to school after a few days ago she was released due to illness.

A week has passed his mother, but until this moment Syahira still has not visited his mother's grave. Not because he did not want to, just his brother who still did not have free time to take him to the funeral. And it was only today that her brother could deliver because he was not in college hours, so the plan after school they would go to the funeral.

" good morning mas" said the martyr when he arrived at the dinner table.

" morning is also the deck, let's sit down we have breakfast first." Bring pras.

" Later to go to school mas anter ya."

" Don't do it, usually you go on foot." Reject the gentle shahira.

" That was yesterday - yesterday deck, if today mas anther yes, point do not use comma anyway." said pras forced.

" Let's eat now so you won't be late for school." Continue pras

" Yes mas" said Syahira and then began to eat the food on his side.

Not a word came out when they ate, because it had become a habit in the family of martyrs if they were eating they should not talk.