SCENARIO FROM GOD

The Part 44

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" Neng woke up neng..neng..."

A voice teased Syahira's eardrum. He slowly opened his eyes, although it was still heavy.

" Eungh..."

" Hoam...What's up, sir? " he asked the father. He rubbed his eyes so they could open wide. The drowsiness that struck really made his eyes reluctant to cooperate.

" The bus has stopped neng, we have arrived at the destination so you can already go down. "

" Ouh that's yes sir, hoam.iya yes sir well. "the answer is still drowsy. With a condition that is still half-conscious Syahira also tidied up her things so that they are better when brought later.

" If so I first neng. "that father then walked away from Syahira.

" Hey..." Shahira answered that.

" Nih luggage why can a lot of gini anyway, the feeling of fitting at home a little deh. " Sahira murmured to himself feeling strange why the innate can turn into a lot, even though from the beginning there was no change at all it was already that much.

" Who else is this paper bag? " Sahira saw a paper bag next to her seat then circulated her gaze to look around to find the owner but she did not find anyone - who, the bus was empty leaving only her alone.

" Whose this is still? " his mind then took the paper bag and opened it. A dress and there is a piece of paper on it Syahira found when opening the paper bag.

" For Syahira, sorry for making your clothes dirty at that time. " Sahira read the contents of the paper.

" Huh for me? dirty shirt? hmmm.what is this from tuh guy nyebelin ya. "said Syahira guessing and unconsciously his lips pulled a smile.

Syahira put the dress back and the letter back into the paper bag and lined it up.

" Oh..." Syahira screamed in pain. He fell down because his feet tripped on something. Syahira held her jidat who had just kissed with a chair

" Fuckin' seat bottom why the hell should be here. "he's pissed and hit the bus seat in front of him.

" It hurts so much more, so my favorite idol. " Sahira rubbed his slightly lumpy head.

" In part I was humming what the hell to fall down gini. "he said while looking for the root of the problem he was or had experienced at this time.

Syahira's eyes were fixed towards where he was walking earlier and he found a book lying under the chair next to his seat or rather that was the seat of the former seat of Shahril earlier.

" Sahril D. R. "surm Syahira read a name that was covered by the book he held.

" Is this hers? I have to catch up with him, maybe the guy's still nearby. "

Syahira quickly ran out of the bus intending to return the book he held to its owner. But he did not find the whereabouts of the man he was looking for. The hustle and bustle of people passing by makes it difficult to find Syahril.

" Excuse me sir, did you see the man who was sitting on my side? I want to return the goods that fell. "ask Syahira to the bus he was riding.

" So sorry I didn't see "

" oh, yes, thank you sir. Sorry troublesome. "

" It's okay, brother, it's the same" replied the gentleman.

" where did that man go, so quickly. Do not-don't he descendant tuyul time so can say so aja. " muttered Syahira.

" It seems like it was him, finally met as well. "he said in his heart when a moment later he saw from a distance a man who was very similar to Shahril.

" What kind of people subeg yes, from earlier called but not by the slightest. " Sahira was annoyed many times he screamed calling but remained ignored. Syahira quickened his pace and after passing through the crowd he finally caught up.

" Wait! " Sahira blocked his arm to prevent him from walking again.

" What's up? "

" hah why his voice is different. "inner Syahira felt strange when he heard the voice of the person in front of him.

" The yes period of the voice can change so quickly. "it is still in the heart.

" Hey! you all right? " questioning the man made Shahira come to her senses from his brief contemplation.

" A.astagfirullahhalazim! " Sahira was surprised when he raised his head and found that the person in front of him was not Syahril but someone else.

" I'm sorry I got the wrong person, I'm sorry." said Syahira between shame and guilt, he bowed several times while apologizing and then ran away from the person.

" Why the hell are people, beautiful beautiful is strange. " Said the man, he shook his head at the behavior of Syahira.

" Huh.huh...huh...." Syahira slowly controlled her breathing. He took a deep breath to neutralize his heartbeat from running just now.

" Kyaa..so shameful, why the hell can misunderstand people. " Sahira let out a small scream, he patted her face hot with embarrassment.

" Lagian tuh guy ngeselin where the hell, really spelled it out. "

" Yes, I keep the book first, who knows when I will see you again so it can be directly reversed. "

Syahira put the book into a paper bag then he walked out of the terminal looking for a vehicle for him to ride next while playing mobile phone looking for a contract for him to live later.

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The twilight faded and the darkness began to reveal its existence. Congestion and also the incident of a car tire that broke made the trip Syahira interrupted, until finally the trip that should last a while turned into a day and only afternoon today Syhahira bus arrived at its destination.

Azan magrib's voice echoed here and there,

Syahira who had been standing on the sidewalk of the road was looking for a place to fulfill his obligations.

Fifteen minutes later Syahira had finished the prayer and returned to the place of its establishment earlier to wait for the transportation he had ordered from an online application. Soon a car stopped in front of Syahira.

" In the name of Shahira? " ask the driver from behind an open window.

" Yes, sir "

" Let me help. " The driver got out of the car to help Syahira stuff her suitcase.

" According to the application, sir "said Syahira when he was sitting in the car.

" Well ready to answer "the driver then starts running the car to the intended address.

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