Me, Khanza
How Does God Work? Will Never Be Known...

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The fire department 113...

"Sir! help us here there is a fire right on the true road in front of the babakan city market, at this time we have helped to water the fire but the fire is getting bigger help us sir!" the fanfare of a young man talking through his mobile phone in a panic while holding a small bucket in his hand in a clothes-drenched state.

"Good! we'll be there soon," also from one of the firefighters who picked up the call from the young man just now firmly so that the officer immediately hung up the phone call and prepared to slide to the scene.

Call disconnected...

"How son? have they moved?" said the old man who initially saw the fire happening even he currently looks panicked and he also looks drenched due to helping to water the flames that are increasingly becoming.

"They'll be here soon, we'll just wait for them because we're free to water the fire and there's no less, either," he also said that in conjunction with his eyebrows staring at the fire had devoured four houses including a rice stall.

"Son, are you sure all the residents of the house have all gone out? from earlier you did not see the inhabitants of the rice stall came out and you only saw the cries of the residents of the house that lined it up," he continued while wailing began to worry too.

"I don't know the people who own the house here because I'm not a citizen here sir," he responded by shrugging both shoulders because he also stopped while riding his motorcycle when thick black smoke was visible from afar and saw people were already very panicked so he helped even though he was not from the people around where the fire came from.

"Oh, I thought you were a young man here..." Say so too. "Who is the owner of the rice shop? let me remember for a moment, about who? well, it looks like I've bought rice here," he muttered slowly he began to remember because he already had a senile illness but not too severe so he could remember back even though he had to take a few minutes.

After a few minutes he closed his eyes for a moment he opened his eyes wide and looked around because the person he had started to remember was not coming out of the fire that was devouring the house.

"Allah, Judy is not here... God, I'm sure the owner of the rice stall was Mr. Yudi and his wife buk Ratih!" and as he ran frantically, he said so.

"Sir, calm sir!" shouted the young man who spoke to him chasing after the old man quickly caught the man's arm. "Father must be calm, we must not be rash they could not be at home and now the father could not just enter with this panic condition that there is a father harming himself, father, we must wait for the fire department to come so that the father is calm and do not take dangerous actions," prevent the young man said firmly so that he held firmly the old man's hand.

"Don't you see their car's on fire! you see son, I'm sure they're inside... You have to help them," he seemed forced, so he tried to take off the young man's hand.

The man was getting stronger and stronger because he could not let it go while the fire got bigger.

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A few minutes before the fire started.

How surprised he saw his room was filled with pitch-black smoke.

"Pa... Dad wake up!" she began to shake her husband's body and she could not stop seeing the smoke that kept coming through the door of her room. "Pa, papa let's get up!" he repeatedly called out to her in a panic, even though he already had a bad feeling.

"Uhuk uhuk, yes ma! what's up?" ask her husband who realized that he had continuously cough nonstop because he began to feel what his wife had felt.

"Why not cook in the kitchen anymore? is papa turning on the stove and forgetting to turn off the fire? let's try to remember," he said frantically while silencing his mouth because he already felt unable to breathe the puff of smoke that filled his room.

"No ma, it's not that we both go in the room and papa doesn't cook anything!" he answered her head repeatedly because he felt that there was no cooking. "Ma our room why so much smoke? try to check first mama wait here," he continued again so he began to rise from his bed.

At this time Ratih was very frightened because the feeling from earlier began to feel bad even he was shaking when he heard the sound of people shouting "there is a fire" so that his eyes continue to look from corner to corner and up the roof of his room.

Granules of sand from the asbestos roof of his room was very felt and fell on the back of his hand as soon as he looked up and opened his eyes widely so that he saw his asbestos was cracked like it was about to collapse.

"Papa... Watch out!"

The loud screams from Ratih's mouth were loud and she chased after her husband without thinking about anything else.

GEDUBRAKKK

BRAKKK

BRUAAKKK

Asbestos roof of the room collapsed instantly.

^^^To be continued^^^^

^^^🍂 aiiWa 🍂^^^

...Quote :...

When you do good, God gives you a test when you do bad, God gives you a way to make it easier to do bad things. But when you're down, God will accompany you and even give you strength of his own way, like that's how god works for his people to always remember him who never went to leave 'em.