SCENARIO FROM GOD
Part 5's
Time felt so long ago today. Many times he saw the clock in his hand, but time did not show the slightest movement. The lesson has been going on for the past two hours and has now changed with the next subject. However, during that time none of the lessons that can be caught in his brain. Since seeing the contents of the cellphone that was proffered by Nada this morning made him not focus on learning, he became anxious and worried, sitting quietly was not able to do, it felt syahira, he wanted to go home soon to make sure. He hoped that what he saw did not really happen. Although there is a change but I am sure that if someone has promised it will certainly never be denied, especially if the promise is spoken to someone he loves.
The sign bell went home, the martyr who had been waiting since then rushed to clean his bag. He wants to go home quickly so that what he has been thinking is not a real thing.
" Nad, Bell, I go home first yes, assalamu'alaikum." Pamit shahira to his two friends and immediately ran out of class.
" Yes Ra, the hearts of Wa'alaikumsalam." Bella answered, half screaming.
" uh.uh...Ra wait a minute.we're coming, "prevent Nada.
" eitt's...Nad don't come. You know Ara does not like if anyone knows about his family problems, especially if you interfere and there is a place where it happened directly. Syahira must be sad." Said Bella while pulling the hand of Nada who was about to go after the shahira.
" Tap Bell, I can't bear to see the sad shahira. I just want to entertain him if for example he'll confirm the truth directly." Answer Nada.
" Yes I understand Nad you mean well, but we better let's first be martyrs. Who knows what vidio you're pointing at is wrong."
" Where's wrong, that guy I got from my mamang really."
" who knows, if it turns out wrong how ?,"
" Hmm yeah, too. If so, we go home." Take a tone to Bella.
" Eh.emmm Anu Nad, I can't go home with you." Reject Bella with a face that looks restless.
" Why ? "
" em.that's.anu.I have business, yes I have business. Emm I want to go to the bookstore with my niece, because I promised yesterday to nemenin. What would Nad do if you went home alone today? " light Bella hesitates - hesitates.
" Oh that, okay if that's me first Bell, assalamu'alaikum. Have fun with Bell." Pamit Nada waved at Bell.
' Weird, why did Bella answer hesitantly - doubt as nervous as that is yes, as if there is another hidden.' Inner Tone as it moves away from Bella.
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People say that wounds are painful. The wound is a painful thing to feel. Maybe the wound created from the outside can still heal quickly and can also disappear without a trace. However, if the wound is slashed in the body, it can heal just like that. Especially if the one who gives the wound is the one who usually always blocks the suffering and lara, although the wound is increasingly subtle but will be able to fill the recesses of the soul.
Syahira did not want to feel it, for him it is better to get a thousand knife stabs than to get a wound that is difficult to see by the eye. Fear haunts every step that martyrs take towards his house, shadows about scary things continue to ring in his eyes.
The vidio dig that he watched earlier also filled his chaotic mind at this time. He did not want what he saw to be a reality, because it was difficult for him to accept it for now and in such a way.
Syahira hastened her steps towards home, she even forgot her brother who was going to pick her up and planned to go to the funeral of the mother. I don't know because for him the most important thing right now is to know the truth about the vidio that Nada showed him this morning.
With a severed breath - stingy and dryness that flooded his body due to running finally martyrdom until his home.
The door of the house is open and a large suitcase is located on the terrace of the house. Syahira knew very well who was the owner of the suitcase, which was no other and was not his own father.
Curious, Syahira rushed into the house. Pras and Unang were seen fighting. And there was also a woman who was indifferent standing near the unang, as if she did not care about the debate that occurred in front of her. The woman looks younger and more beautiful. However, for the shahira her beauty can not beat the late mother. Syahira did not know the woman who was beside his father, until suddenly a piece of vidio flashed in his mind, and how surprised was he that it turned out that the woman was very similar, ah no no, no, not only similar, but indeed the woman who was in the video that he watched this morning.
" Usahlah mas better we just go from here, I have not been durable - long here, crushes. "whimper women who are beside the unang.
" You're right, we better go home. "answer.
" WHAT? your home, are you not ashamed? It should be the house of Shahira sir, because the father bought it from the money from the proceeds of selling the mother's land. You should not have the right to sell the land because it is a land given by the mother to the shahira so that she can continue her school, you know if you love the same syahira? so the mother gave the land to the shahira so that he did not have to be difficult - hard to find money for the cost of college later." Pras was full of emotion.
" Then, now with the arrival of the father came home to bring this woman, the odd woman and matre who certainly only want your money, and said that you were married without our knowledge, and said that you were married without our knowledge, besides, you will move to a new house that was purchased from money that should belong to the Shahira. "
' DEG '
Her heart suddenly stopped after hearing what her brother said just now. A reality I don't want to hear. It is not the matter of the land being sold, but the truth that the father now has a new life. Means vidio about the process of marriage contract recorded in hp Nada is true.
' so what's there is a dividio is true. That you're married again, but why don't you tell me and me first. And why did you keep his promise.' Syahira.
His throat was choked, he could not utter a single word. Tears began to rise along with memories that suddenly appeared in his mind.
*Flasback.
One year ago, during the Syahira semester break the family went on a beach vacation. Yes, the beach is a destination that is often visited by families every holiday. Very rarely do they go to amusement parks or other vacation spots. Until the holidays last semester because of curiosity finally dare to ask his father why always invite to the beach when the holidays arrive.
" Sir, Ara want it? "
" May dong dear "answer gently with a face that does not escape from a smile.
" What do you want hem..? " he continued.
" Sir, why the hell do we want a vacation to the beach? Once - times to another place is a more beautiful and nice sir than the beach, boss tau sir."
Unang just smiled, he approached the shahira and sat down next to him. He embraced martyrdom with affection and was snatched.
" you want to know the reason? " tanya unang and only answered nodding by shahira.
" So why do you like to take you to the beach because the beach is where you first met your mother, and since then you started to like your mother. In addition, on the beach too early where we know that you or your mas, the child that you always dreamed of finally God granted, because always laid back you are found alive in the womb of your mother. Hahaha.really weird isn't it." He said that he felt funny and strange about what he was going through.
" Nah, therefore the father always invites you to be at ease so that the father is always grateful to God has all of you. Especially because you love your mother so much that you want to always remember her with a vacation to the beach. Is that right, ma'am? " Next and do not forget to glance at the wife who just happened to join the two of them.
" It may be so now, but don't know later if you don't already have a father maybe you've been looking for a new love." Ledek mother
" Oh my goodness, that's impossible. You are my first and forever love. So there's no way I'm turning away from you."
" What is real sir? " tanya saripah.
" But I think the father is not possible, but it is impossible to miss the meaning hahaha." said syahira joking.
" uhh.kamu this is ra. I thought I was going to steal the father, uh in fact even the father's stab from behind. Huh!!" Unang pura - pura was upset.
" Hahaha..iya sorry sir, so really you will not turn away from mom? " ask syahira
" Well, you won't see, I won't get married again if your mother doesn't exist."
" Promise sir, there's his mother."
" Yes, my promise." Answer with full confidence.
* Flasback off.
" Shut up! Don't you ever insult my new wife, no matter how she is and no matter what her attitude is, she's your mother now." Unang embroidered with a hand pointing pras due to emotion. And it managed to make the martyr realized from his daydream. Then she wiped the tears that had soaked her cheeks.
" Haha..Mammy? I would never call her a mother, because she is not my mother. My mother is only one Saripah Widayanto and she died a week ago." Pras said no less raise his voice.
" You..."
" STOP!!!! "
