The Tragedy of the Night

1. Set-off

**Warning: This story is a story with heavy conflict. I advise you to think again to read this novel so as not to get dizzy in the middle.

NEVER BRING THIS STORY TO REAL LIFE. ALL THE CONTENTS ARE MERE FICTION, WHICH IS POSSIBLE AND CANNOT HAPPEN**.

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THE POV NIS

Hay my name is Anisa Ahmad a beautiful girl wearing a hijab. Last week I just celebrated my seventeenth birthday, unexpectedly yes I used to be very small and now I am growing up. It feels like just yesterday I was playing Barbie and the lodges with mom and dad.

To get to know more about who I am, I will introduce about my family first before getting into the stage of my daily life. I am the second of three children, I have a son named Habib Ahmad who is currently studying in Egypt. And I also have a beautiful but very ignorant sister whose name is Nur Alsya Ahmad. My father was a famous ustad in the country named Ustad Ahmad Hairullah, while my mother named Aisyah Rahman a njai teacher in the nearby TPA.

I'll explain why my family names are all religiously impressed. So, my family can be called a very obedient person who worshiped and obeyed the commandments of God. And the three of us were also from childhood taught by my father and mother about religion and also read the holy verses of the Qur'an.

That's a glimpse of a description of me.

POV AUTHORS

A cute girl who was wearing SMAN 1 Jakarta uniform and also wearing a hijab, sat at one of the many tables there. He was so serious about paying attention to the teacher who was explaining the subject matter in front. If there are important parts, the woman will record it quickly and the eyes are still looking at the teacher.

Tringggg

The bell rang all over the school, and the students who heard the bell quickly packed up the tools on the desk and put them in their bags.

"Ok kid! Because the bell has rung, then our lesson will stop first until here. Remember tomorrow we will hold an IPA practice. Then the mother came out first," said the teacher as he went to waltz from class without having the students say a salute first.

"Good ma'am!!!" Answer the students in unison responding to the words of the teacher earlier.

When the teacher is far away, students of class XII.IPA 1 with nimble like lightning grabbed their bags and ran out of class because they could not wait to go home and do activities at home or anywhere as usual.

But not with the girl who looks innocent and wearing her minus eyes, she is a student who was left alone in the class. Patiently he packed his books on the table and put them in a bag neatly.

After everything was no longer left on her desk, the girl named Nisa also carried her backpack to her shoulders. He did not have a single friend, because everyone did not want to be close to him because he was quiet.

He spent his time reading books and the Qur'an in the library. She is a smart student, and even the champion in general at this school. Even though she is a champion and an accomplished student, there are still many people who do not know who she is, because the woman is always hiding behind a pile of books.

He walked down the corridor. The woman let out a long sigh because she was the only one left alone in this school. It is scary but it does not make the girl named Nisa afraid to walk alone, for he has memorized many verses of the Qur'an, so if there is a demon who bothers him, he will read the verses he has memorized.

Now Nisa walks through the laboratory room. However, suddenly there was someone patting him on the shoulder from behind. Nisa's reflex stopped her path and turned back. He looked at the person who patted his shoulder with a relieved look.

"What's wrong mom?" Nisa asked curiously.

"Nisa, can you help me prepare IPA practice materials for tomorrow in the lab?" Pinta was the teacher's mother who taught in the field of IPA studies.

"Ah mother, I can really help you" Nisa replied as she pulled the corners of her lips together forming a smile.

"Both Bu Siti," said Nisa subtly in honor of Ms Siti who is older than herself.

While the teacher called Siti heard the answer from Nisa then pulled the woman's hand and took her into the laboratory located not far from their position.

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Nisa breathed tired. He just finished helping Siti's mother prepare IPA practice materials for tomorrow. Today it was night, then he saw the clock on his left hand.

Nisa was shocked beyond measure to see that wailing clock in her hand. The clock has shown at 19:27 WIB. He became agitated himself because he forgot his duty as a Muslim, that is, he had not done Maghrib prayer. And what makes Nisa so frightened is that her parents must be waiting for her anxiously at home.

He ran down the corridor to the parking lot. Arriving at the parking lot, he immediately took his parked bicycle and rode it and pedaled the bicycle pedal at a speed.

Maybe the bad luck he got today, suddenly in the middle of the road that was quiet Nisa his chain broke.

He got off the bike and squatted near the bike to check the broken bike chain. He breathed with patience. Patience Nisa patient people dear to God.

He reached into his shirt pocket and took a Samsung phone from ancient times. Then he turned on his phone, and typed a few digits in there.

But the call was just connected, suddenly Nisa's phone died due to battery drain. He rubbed his face of frustration, it could not be denied if Nisa was very scared in a quiet place without anyone enlivening the streets.

"Oh Allah help Nisa," Please Nisa despair as she looks up at the night sky.

He glanced here and there and he accidentally saw someone standing on the side of the road not far from him. Nisa smiled and then approached the person, maybe the person could help fix the bike.

"Sorry, can you ask for help?" Nisa asked the man who was a man.

"......" There was no answer from that guy.

"Sorry Mas, can you help me for a moment" Pinta Nisa once again.

"......." Still no answer.

Nisa became afraid to see the man herself who had no reaction when she called out to him. Not wanting to happen something unwanted, then Nisa moved away from the person. At the time Nisa wanted to turn her body quickly blocked Nisa's wrist and pulled it until Nisa turned and hit the chest of the male field. Nisa grew more frightened as her sense of smell smelled alcohol coming from the man's body.

"Arsen!!" The woman was surprised to see who the man was. Arsen was the bad boy in his school and the most terrible, so that no one dared to approach him because the man was always mysterious and did not like to be disturbed by his calm. Even so he remains Most Wanted SMAN 1 JAKARTA.

Arsen chuckled at the look on Nisa's frightened face. "Let's have some fun with me baby tonight" whispered Arsen in Nisa's headscarf-covered ear.

Nisa grew even more frightened after hearing that frightening whisper. He rebelled to be released by Arsen, but his resistance was fruitless and was a waste of his energy.

"Sacred lo hah!" Arsen was angry at the resistance the woman had given him. He pulled the weeping Nisa to a nearby reot house not far from their arena right now.

Nisa is getting more and more intense beating Arsen's body parts. He was eager to kick the intimate part of the man but he paled because he was wearing a skirt, besides it was very difficult for him to do that. "Lantaininn art!!!!" When Nisa was not heard by the man, he read the verses he had asked God for help.

"Arsen don't!!!!!!" Shouted Nisa who had been snatched away by her crown. And now the dark night came and became the beginning of the real story of Nisa's life that was about to begin.

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Tbc

Message: For those of you who avoid going out alone at night, because we do not know if there could be dangers out there.