SCENARIO FROM GOD
The Part 46
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~~ Still about Syahril...
" Ahh..alhamdulillah." said Syahril after sipping the rest of the sauce until the toilet.
Syahril is now in a meatball stall after being in the mosque he immediately went to find food because his stomach feels hungry.
Syahril sipped a glass of sweet iced tea in front of him while looking at the traffic of people on the street.
" One bowl of chicken soto ya ma'am. "
A voice averted Syahril's gaze, seen across there a woman was ordering her food and then sitting on a bench not far from the place.
" Fucking weird girl." muttered Syahril when he accidentally saw the woman's legs that were still not wearing sandals and only wrapped in socks, only, the socks look dirty probably because the owner wears them constantly to coat his feet while walking.
" Sir, this is the money. " Sahril put a sheet of money hundreds on the table and then moved to leave.
" The deck is mostly money!! " the meatball seller shouted to Shahril. It just so happened that the young man had not gone too far away from his stall.
" Make a father." said Syahril turned to answer the meatball seller.
" Oh, thank you, deck! " the father cried again, afraid that Shahril would not hear his words.
Syahril nodded with a smile and then resumed his journey.
Shahril stood in front of a stall peddling various kinds of footwear or rather sandals.
" Can I help you? What are you looking for again? " a father approached Shahril and asked.
" Sendal "
" Ouh masnya want to buy sandals, really fit mas. Coincidentally the stock of sandal boys today just came so new - new, please mas want to choose which one? " said the seller while showing some men's sandals for Syahril to choose.
" No sir, I'm not looking for sandals for me. "
" Who are you for? he said sandal? " The father was confused, actually the young man wanted to buy sandals or did not think.
" I want to find sandals for girls sir." he said later.
" Ooawalah. Come on over here if the sandal cewe. " The father took Shahril to the other side to look - look at the women's slippers.
" Now this is mas, want sandals that how, flip-flops, shoes, jelly sandals, simple sandals, a bit complicated, or a complicated one is here, please masnya choose which one. "
The seller explained at length while showing various kinds of sandals making Syahil scratch his head dizzy not understanding.
" Stop sir! I want slippers that are simple and comfortable, for the model and color it is up to the father, this is the money. "
Syahril stopped the seller from speaking, yes for what continues to be explained if he did not understand at all with sandals like what the woman liked described would be useless. Syahril gave two pieces of fiber money to the seller.
" Okaya mas mostly this" said the seller when receiving money from the shahril. Though the price itself is only Rp. 35,000 - 50,000 only but Syahril instead gave four times that.
Duh Syahril for - for mulu money, times - dong author also want duit🙊😁.
" What's wrong, the rest is for you. "
" Well thank you mas. "said the seller sumringah.
" It is the same - if so I excuse you. "sayahril.
" Oh, wait, is this missed? " say the father stopped Shahril.
" Oh, I love the girl sitting there. " Sahril pointed at the woman across the street sitting down and enjoying a glass of her drink.
" Don't forget the size no.37 sir. " Next tell the seller.
" Oh yes ready mas" replied the seller.
After finishing buying Syahril sandals also left the stall.
" Eh deck do not play push-push later hit the table is dangerous. Let's get away from there. "
Sayup - sayup Syahril heard someone giving advice. Syahril looked at the source of the sound turned out to be the mother - the mother who was commemorating two children who played at the table on which there was a stove and a pot of soto sauce guessing Syahril.
" Bas boy. " Sahril shook his head to see that.
" Brukk "
Just as the mother finished talking, one of the two children fell down on the table and shook the table. The pot above also swayed, a woman who was sitting not far from there ran to save the boy. But instead of pulling the boy away, the woman took him a few steps back. The pot kept swaying and was about to hit the woman but Syahril quickly ran and held the pot so as not to fall.
" Sttt's..."
Shahril grimaced softly, biting her lips to hold the heat in her hand as she held the hot pot with her bare hands.
Some people came to Syahril to help, as well as the father of the seller soto who ran quickly to Syahril while carrying a lap.
" It's a lap. "
" Yes, thank you sir. " Sahril received the cloth and wrapped his hand so as not to be hit by the pot.
" Are you okay deck? "
" I'm fine, brother, but brother.."
" Ouh brother is okay on deck, see brother is fine. "
" No, not that big brother but that handsome brother. "
Sayup - sayup Syahril heard the person who was talking behind her. But he did not have time to see it because he had to focus on holding the pot in front of him.
" Ahh...finally." said everyone who had helped Syahril including Syahril breathe a sigh of relief because the table was finished being repaired.
" Thank you, and others thank you, too" the salesman told Shahril and other helpful fathers.
" Yes the same sir, if so excuse me first. " Pamit Syahril then left.
" There's nothing neng, it's just a slipper. "
Shahril glanced back looking for the source of the sound. He smiled when he saw that the sandals he bought had reached his person. Syahril continued to go to the toilet to cool the wound with water and then after that he went to the bus.
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Shahril sat quietly in his chair, occasionally blowing both hands. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep so Syahril could feel a little calm, even though it still hurts.
" huh.huh....Alhamdulilah. "
" What's the man? " inner Shahril was astonished to see the woman in front of him who was holding his knees with gasping breath.
" Lo why? "
Hearing Syahril's question made the woman in front of him glare sharply at him.
" Why, you little guy, all this because you know." grunts Syahira.
" Lah ngapa so because of me. "inner Syahril, he was more astonished made.
" Hah really so because of me anyway, do you yourself who came here already is like running a marathon again. "
Syahril did not understand why he could be blamed. Though from earlier he did not do - why Syahira, even now they meet again after the last time in the soto stall that.if the problem is not possible slippers right?.
" When he found me because of it, I'll have changed it earlier. "the battery in the heart.
" Lo why the hell? " ask Shahril again.
" I've been looking for elo since I knew no. I run nyusulin lo towards the toilet but there is nothing, I muter-muter around there is also not there, know-know-knownya you are even in the bus, basic nyebelin. "grunts Syahira.
" Lo nyariin what do I want? "
Strange, strange enough Syahril thought, Why did Syahira suddenly look for him.
" Now." the woman handed over a plastic bag to Shahril.
" meaning? " Sahril did not understand the meaning of Shahira thrusting a pocket of crackles.
" Yes this is for you. "
" What's that about? " ask Shahril wanting to know.
" Lo see for yourself." said Syahira annoyed while giving the bag of friction to be held by Syahril.
"Ohhh..." Syahril slightly grimaced when the bag of crackle that Syahira gave about his palm.
" Are you okay? " ask Syahira when she sees Syahril grimacing in pain. By reflex he fanned and gently blew the injured palm of Syahril.
`Deg´
Syahril's heart arrived - suddenly beating fast.
" Nah dong neng who is gentle with her boyfriend, do not be rude as before kasian girlfriend again sick so. "interview a mother who was about to pass by looking for her seat.
" Huh! she's not my girlfriend, Mom. "
The woman answered quickly and shook Shahril's hand violently until the owner grimaced in pain.
" Oh sorry - sorry, you're okay, right? " ask Syahira worried fearing Syahril's wound is getting worse because of him.
" No, I'm okay" replied Syahril quickly with the rest of his nervousness. He lied about his situation.
" Convinced? " ask Syahira to make sure.
" Lagian elo use a lot of questions, so I'm sprained. It contained the same medicine bandage for ngobatin lo wounds" said Syahira explained the contents of the plastic bag he had given.
After hearing the explanation, Syahril also took out the contents of the crackle slowly. And sure enough what Shahira said, in the bag of crackle there was an ointment and a bandage.
" How did he know I was hurt? "
" Why do you know I'm hurt? " ask Shahril curious.
" Yes how I don't know, the guy I saw right away when you hold the hot pot empty-handed. "
" ouh.so your story is silent - quietly watch me. " Sahril nodded - nodding his head with a smile.
" Eh.eh.that's not what it means. Lo do not ge´er yes, I squirm it just because the boy pointed elo. If not also it is not possible that I pay attention to elo. "he said quibbled.
" Oh.git.. " Sahril replied with an increasingly fussy smile because he saw the expression of the Shahira. But Syahril also knew that Syahira had noticed it.
" Kok lo kayak who doesn't believe that anyway. "
" Yes, yes, I believe. Oh yes by the way - thanks for the medicine. "
After thanking Syahril, he began to treat his wounds. Slowly and carefully opened the lid of the medicine even though accompanied by a smooth ringing because several times the body of the ointment hit his injured hand.
" Let me help olesin. "
Syahril was surprised because suddenly the ointment he was holding was seized by the woman beside him.
" The wound was soaked in cold water (tank water) first, right? " he asked and only answered a nod by Shahril.
Shahira applied the ointment to Syahril's wound slowly while occasionally blowing it.
the ` Deg
Again Syahril's heart was racing again.
" Duh your heart why the hell, I swear like I really - really sick. " She was in the heart.
" It is fortunate that the wound is not too deep, if the gini for several days also can be healed" said Syahira while continuing to smear the drug.
" Oh yes, I received sandals from you. The joints are simple and convenient, I like, thanks y..."
" Deg.deg...deg.."
Syahril's heart raced faster when Syahril's face and face were so fast. Syahril stared fixedly at the beautiful eyes of Syahira and his heart was racing faster as if - about to get out of place.
The two looked at each other but it did not last long because it was realized by the sound of the bus knocking telling all passengers to get on the bus because the bus was about to leave.
" Lo.lo continued by himself. "
Syahira was ready to give medicine to Syahril and vice versa, both equally nervous.
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" Now it is finished" said Syahira when it was finished to sacrifice the last hand of Syahril.
Well, although at first he did not want to help again, but finally Syahira still helped also because he did not have the heart to see Syahril who was in trouble when he wanted to sacrifice his hands.
" Berbanan lo turned out to be neat as well, thanks for helping. "praise Syahril when she saw her hand bandaged very neatly, like by an expert only.
" of course I dong that loh, yes equally." he replied proudly.
" Oh yes, although the wound is not too severe and can heal in a few days but remember still to be considered so as not to hit the water first yes" he continued.
Shahril simply nodded in response then returned to her previous activities.
Time went on and the bus finally arrived at its destination. Dusk begins to fall when the bus stops at the terminal.
Syahril took care of his things and took something out of his bag. He looked for a paper and wrote something on it and then he put it into a paper bag that he held.
" Hopefully you like. " murmured Syahril Iirih put the paper bag was packed with his seat.
Syahril reached into his pants pocket and took his flat object which had always sounded.
" Hello, yes wa´alaikumsalam. This is until soon I come out and wait there. "
"....."
" Yes yes this is also a rush, a patient time. I used to call him to elo. " Sahril answered annoyed because people across his phone told him to come immediately, do not know if Syahril was cool looking at Shahira ehh🙊.
Syahril rushed out of the bus afraid that the people waiting for him could not be impatient and later turned into lions.
" July!! " sahril shouted when he saw the person who had called him waiting while sitting on the car.
" Jal jul jal jul, my name is Julian underline yes JU LI AN, JULIAN. Can't you call me Julian or Lian that don't Jul, if that's what my name is Panjul effect." said the young man grumbled.
" Ohaha.sorry.."
" Why, by the way? two - both of them until bandaged so. "asked Julian felt astonished.
" Oh this, is.let's go home. Lo said that I was already nanyain right. "take Syahril and then get in the car first, Julian followed by continuing to grumble because his best friend was not answering but instead left him in the car first.
" You've done your job? "
Julian asked as he sat on the steering wheel preparing to run the car.
" Us dong I like that, although again the holiday of college duty remains number one not like elo. " replied Syahril proud of himself.
" Yes, I believe the same people pinter mah. "said Julian who already knows the habits of his best friend.
" Eh wait.wait..."
Suddenly Syahril stopped Julian who was about to drive his car.
" Why else, you kebelet want boker? " ask Julian to his best friend.
" Ihh.no, my book was. " replied Syahril panicked while returning to break - ngabrik contents of his bag.
" What book? " ask Julian not understanding.
" That's the book I used to bring with me" Syahril explained.
" Oh that book, yes it's just a book to buy a new one again." said Julian replied lightly.
" Yes if the book is not important, the problem is that my college assignment has not been copied and is still in the book" said Syahril while sighing in frustration.
" Where are you going?!! "
Julian asked shouting as he looked at the arriving Shahril - coming out and running away.
" The basic friend of the camp was asked even nyelonong." said Julian then out of the car and followed Syahril.
" Hosh..hosh..lo why run so fast? hosh.hosh...." Julian asked with a gasping breath as it caught up with Syahril who was running very fast.
" I'm looking for my book, " replied Syahril as she continued to search the bus.
" How to meet me. "
Syahril nodded slowly. The bus he was riding on was empty, no one else, not even the trash was clean.
" Yes, Ham made a new one again, you can pinter" said Julian gave a solution.
Syahril replied with a rough breath.
" Yeah, we go home. "
Julian grabbed Shahril by the shoulder and pulled her off the bus. They walked to their car to go home.
**To be continue**
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