SCENARIO FROM GOD
Part 42's
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" Huh sebel sebel sebel.basar actually-bener guy nyebelin. Instead of feeling guilty continue to apologize or how kek that, this is even back using talk `who himself ditaro´ again. Yeah if that's not where else try, at the north pole? yes kali. It looks like it's not sinful anymore. Arghh..bener-gener guy rese..." Syahira grumbled along the way to the bus. He was really upset by Shahril this time. Syahril may not feel the slightest regret for throwing the favorite sandal of Syahira, but it is a gift that Syahira got from her mother when she just entered high school.
" uh...Ouch..." Syahira grimaced in pain as her feet suddenly accidentally stepped on a pebble.
" Auh..bener-that's damn shit anyway. All this because of the guy nyebelin. Be careful later I bales. "said Syahira while stroking his legs to relieve pain. Fortunately he was wearing socks so the pebbles did not scratch his skin. He then walked back to the bus limped.
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" Eh sir, ma'am what's going on down again? not that the bus will soon depart yes. "ask Syahira who was astonished to see the passengers on the bus back out.
" Oh that's neng, the driver who told me to come out again" replied one of the passengers.
" Said his car tire broke neng must be replaced first, Because long so all passengers were told to come out again." timpal one other passenger gave an explanation.
Syahira just nodded. For fear of feeling bored waiting for a long time and also because his stomach that has begun to scream asking to be filled, he said, Syahira also went to look for food with bare feet because he forgot to take replacement sandals in his bag on the bus.
Before long Syahira went around he had found the food he would eat. He stopped at a stall that was quite crowded with buyers.
" One bowl of chicken soto, ma'am. "send Syahira to the mother of the seller soto.
" Oh yes can you, rice? " answered the mother.
" Could, drink sweet tea angel ya ma'am. "
" Any ready, please sit down first and then I anterin to his table. "added the seller kindly told Syahira to sit waiting.
Syahira sat on the bench that had been provided waiting for his order to come.
" His drink was neng. "a father who seemed like the husband of a soto seller handed him a glass of warm sweet tea order Syahira.
" For Sotonya please wait a little longer yes neng, sorry old agal, understand again rame. "he continued to explain.
" Oh yes sir, it's okay " replied Syahira understood.
While waiting for his food that has not arrived, Syahira sipped his warm tea while looking at the passing of people walking.
" Ehh deck don't play near danger, go away. "
A voice distracts Syahira. He looked at the source of the voice earlier, the mother of a chicken seller was warning two boys who seemed to be only six and seven years old was playing around near the table on which there was a pot containing soto sauce.
" Where did his parents try." muttered the mother who could still be heard by Syahira because of the coincidence of the chair he was sitting not far from there.
" Eh deck do not play push-push later hit the table is dangerous. Let's get away from it. "let the mother of the soto seller again warn. But instead of hearing the two boys continue to play and ignore the words of the mother of the seller soto.
Just now that the lips were clenched even the throat had not been moistened an unexpected event occurred. For pushing too hard one of the boys fell down and hit the table. The originally stable table was suddenly swayed because one of its legs was loose. Without a second thought Syahira who saw it quickly ran to save the boy.
" Are you okay deck? " ask Syahira when she manages to pull the boy a little away from the table.
" I'm fine, brother, but brother.."
" Ouh brother is okay on deck, see brother is fine." said Syahira to the boy.
" No, not that big brother but that handsome brother. " Said the boy while pointing towards the back of Shahira.
" dear brother? "
Syahira looked back to see who the boy was referring to.
" Why the nyebelin guy can suddenly be there, the feeling was not there. "
" Oh my goodness, baby are you okay? "
A voice diverts Syahira. A mother came and immediately hugged the boy who had been saved Syahira.
" Where's my son, is anyone hurt? sorry mama went too long " said the mother - the mother was worried. He checked his son from top to bottom.
" Ackan is fine, that was the beautiful brother who had not helped me. " replied the boy who turned out to be named Arkan while pointing to Shahira.
" ooh, who saved my son, thank you deck. Fortunately there is a plus if no one does not know how my child. "said the mother thank you.
" Yes ma'am together, besides I happen to be a place that is closer to the scene if far not necessarily I can help on time. "
" Yes the same deck, the adek that saved my son. "
" Lagian the brother instead of guarding the adek even invited to play. Mamah had said that first keep me want to go to the toilet for a while. "he continued scolding the seven-year-old boy who turned out to be his brother.
" Yes mah, my sister apologized "he said he felt guilty.
" Udah ma'am, his son should not be scolded kasian. His name is also children must still like to play, next time more attention aja ma'am so as not to play around in dangerous places, fear of anything happening and no one sees it. " Sahira to the mother.
" And you, next time if invite adeknya play do not in a place like that yes, danger. Later if something happens that you do not want to lose yourself, besides that your mother will also worry. Do you want you to be sad? " sayhira said understanding to the seven-year-old boy.
" Yes, brother, Andi promised next time will not invite to play at the kayak place again." he replied while holding his sister's hand.
" He´em. "the sister nodded in agreement with the brother.
" Smart kid. " Sahira stroked the two peaks of the boy with her sweet smile.
" Yes we went first yes deck, our bus seems to be leaving soon. Once again thank you, " said the mother farewell.
" Yes please. " Sahira invited the mother to leave.
" Excuse me neng, what's the sweet name Syahira? "
A father came to Syahira.
" I.iya sir I Syahira, what's wrong? "
" There is nothing, this is just giving back." said the fathers while handing over a pair of sandals to Shahira.
" Sendals? " Sahira was astonished to hear it.
" Yes, calm down. Earlier his girlfriend who bought it to the father kept telling to be adored to his cool, This is neng. "
" Huh boyfriend? Boyfriend from where sir, my man does not have a girlfriend really. "said Syahira who does not understand the father's words. Syahira did not understand why the hell today a lot of people say they have a girlfriend to him.
" Yes, that was the one I bought. That's an eneng girlfriend right, already ah neng this my own father wants to go back again to keep the father's merchandise. "said the father pointed to someone then handed a flip to the hands of Shahira and left him.
" Huh her! how can? is it because of my writhing that still hasn't worn sandals? " inner Shahira when he saw the figure that was appointed by the father of the sandal seller.
" Basik guy is weird, sometimes make sprains, sometimes nyebelin, but why is it good too. "he continued muttering while continuing to see the person who gave the sandals as well as the person who had removed the sandals earlier.
**To be continue**
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