SCENARIO FROM GOD
Part 45's
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About Syahril
Hello everyone, meet Syahril Darham Ramadansyah. People used to know him by the name of Shahril, while his friends used to call him Aril, Darham, or Arham, as well, unlike the two parents who call him by another name.
She lives with her maternal grandmother in Bandung, while both her parents reside in France where her father was born, in addition to having to take care of their company there. Yes, Syahril is a child of Indonesian-French and there are a few Turkish descendants as well, where the father who was French was born from a pair of parents who are also French and Turkish, where the father was born, his Turkish grandfather and his French grandmother converted when he married his Muslim grandfather. While Syahril's mother came from Indonesia, more precisely from Bandung where Syahril currently lives.
Syahril had an aunt and an uncle from her mother. Tanteenya live in the city of Bandung while the other uncle lives in the city of Jakarta, so Syahril some days in Jakarta to just stay in touch and vacation there.
The existence of Syahril in Jakarta does not last long just a few days because there are a myriad of tasks and several jobs that have been waiting for him there.
Syahril had now sat back quietly after just giving her last drink to the woman beside her. The stupid woman who threw it with paper a few days ago, well who else if not Syahira.
Syahril gave his drink hoping that it could be a little calm after Syahira had a bad dream. The woman looked very weak and sad, very different from the last time she saw him. Yes, even though his ketus sipat to Syahril still remains the same. Somehow it made Syahril feel pity and a little taste at the end of his heart that he could not describe.
Syahril again put on his headset, letting Syahira who dissolved in his daydream while observing the streets.
Syahril shook his head slowly with a small smile to see Syahira who had returned dissolved in his dream, when only a moment he shifted his eyes.
" False girl." he murmured inwardly he involuntarily smiled again.
" It turns out that this stupid girl is pretty, too. " Next while watching the sleeping Shahira.
" Astagfirullahalazim, conscious Shahril aware! it's crazy, yes!! "
Syahril rubbed his face violently, he could - usually even observe Syahira who was asleep even to say it was beautiful, it was a sin.
" Sin of Shahril, inget sin!! " he shouted in his heart while continuing to pat - pat his face to be aware.
Syahril averted his eyes, he closed his eyes while his heart was muttered - kamit followed the sound of the message he heard on his cellphone to switch his mind. Syahira really always makes it unfocused.
Syahril's mind had now returned to calm, he was dissolved in the solawat he heard. Arriving - the bus that Syahril was riding stopped at a res area, the bus seat told that the bus will rest first while filling up the gasoline and passengers are allowed to get off first.
Syahril glanced at the clock that was coiled in his hand, the clock was already showing the time of midday. Syahril stood up and got out of the bus leaving Syahira who was still sound asleep. Actually Syahril had intended to wake Syahira but he was wrong, he felt bad afraid later the owner even misunderstood again.
Shahril put on his head and walked out of the mosque after he had carried out his duties as a Muslim.
" Meow.meong "
Syahril gasped, his steps suddenly stopped. Cold sweat began to pour on his forehead when he saw a small monster or rather an adorable sweet cat but in his eyes it looked like a scary monster because he was afraid of cats.
Actually once when he was a child Syahril had liked cats even so much to adopt a cat for him. But somehow one day her pet cat who was originally soft and sweet suddenly turned very sensitive and ended up biting the little hand of Syahril who was 4 years old until it bled. Since then Syahril has become disliked by cats and afraid when he sees them.
Syahril walked trying to avoid the cat but the cat casually followed in the footsteps of Syahril. It kept repeating itself until Syahril did not know what else to do.
" Nih little monster why the hell even follow me, already know I'm afraid of him. "inner Syahril screamed fear.
" Hus.hus. " Sahril wagged his hand to drive the cat away but instead of going the cat even wagged his tail as well.
Maybe the cat thinks that Syahril is taking her to play yak😂😂 times
" Oh cat why not go - go anyway. "murm slowly while scratching - scratch his head that does not itch to find a way out.
" Chuck.meong.."
The cat again made a sound as he walked closer, Shahril gasped and reflexively took a few steps back until he stumbled on something and then fell down.
" Okay.." ringisnya when falling. He saw the object that had just tripped him and suddenly an idea appeared in his brain.
" Stop!! If I do not throw loh. "threatened Syahril to the cat while brandishing the sandal that he had taken when tripping.
" The cat doesn't know itself! " sahril. Now he was ready - ready to return to throw the remaining sandal.
But just now Syahril was about to throw suddenly - there was something that hit him from behind until it made him fall and the sandal he was holding was just released from his hand.
" Okay.." ringisnya while holding his plate that feels pain due to hit something suddenly.
Syahril then saw who had hit him until his hoist hurt.
" Him!! " Sahril was surprised when he saw that Shahira had hit him. His gaze focused on seeing Shahira who was in his chest, his world felt stopped that second as well.
" Ouch... "
Shahril realized, he grimaced when Syahira pressed his stomach when he was about to wake up.
" Foolish girl can't be used to what if you wake up. " grumbled Syahril in the heart. He slowly got up while stroking his stomach then cleaned his slightly dirty clothes after falling just now.
" Ih basic guy nyebelin, look because - because lo slippers I so drifting right, how try now my sandals so lost. "
Syahira walked quickly to Syahril who was still busy cleaning her clothes, she spoke with emotion.
" Yes who told you instead nubruk me, make a throw there. "
Shahril answered lightly. Yes it is true not his fault right, if only the Shahira did not hit him maybe the sandal will not be deliberately thrown and fell into the river.
" Hello..lo don't go wrong behind me huh? if you do not throw my slippers into the cat I will also not run and until accidentally nubruk lo time. Lagian .......... " Sayhira said by slowing down his last sentence.
" What did you say? " asked Shahril because she did not hear the last words of Shahira.
" no, I'm just saying lo is stupid or how the hell is there ngusir cat wear sandal. "
" I'm not stupid, the proof is that he has left" said Syahiril while directing his gaze towards where the cat was.
" Fuckin' shucks!! do not know myself really just yesterday just as I drove do not want to go is now even arrived - arrived already say yes, basic cat rese!! " inner Syahril was upset to see that the cat was no longer there when Syahril had removed the shawl side instead of just now the cat said.
Syahira gawked because it was true that the cat was not in his place.
" Ah bodo time, but obviously you have used my sandals and now it is also gone. In part why the hell you have to wear my sandals from the many sandals here. Lo tuh demdam or what, my feeling is not doing anything. "said Syahira did not accept because the sandals have been thrown especially now the sandals are gone.
" I don't get revenge, just wrong you yourself who told the sandalnya put there. How do I know if it's elo sandals. " The answer is without sin.
" Lagian sendal lo not all, nih still exist. " continued Syahril while handing over the sandal that he had thrown to Syahira.
" Lou tuh bego yes, you think I chicken tok Dalang what wear sandals next door. "said Syahira inexhaustible with Syahril.
" Why girls talk about being the puppeteer anyway! "
" Pake it the same lo, want to eat all bodo very. " Subsequently threw the sandal that had been given to him towards Shahril.
Shahril gawked holding the shawl next to Shahira while watching him pass away.
**To be continue**
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