My Soul: Story of Shinigami

My Soul: Story of Shinigami
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“We go home yuk. Horrified here.” Hana pulls on Prilly and Kevin's arm. Half forced and stunned Prilly followed Hana's steps home with a question that still implied in her mind. He looked back and still saw the figure.


Who's that guy?


A taxi stopped in front of the house. Prilly paid the taxi fare and immediately ran into the house. As soon as he stepped foot he was immediately greeted by Alice.


“Kakak has returned Mam.” Shouted the little girl hugging Prilly's leg.


“Thank God, Mama saw in tivi there was an accident and Mama saw your face.”


“Hah, Prilly enter tivi mah?” Mama Prilly nodded.


Before crashing into the ill-fated sedan car, the Jakarta trans bus also had to hit two motorcyclists. One rider was seriously injured and the other died on the spot.


A reporter appears on television and broadcasts the fatal accident. Prilly stared at the television screen with a surprised look. His eyes bulged and his breath was shocked. The figure of the young man in black clothes again appeared amidst the chaos of the accident. He stood leisurely with a black umbrella a sign of grief.


“Cowok is who the hell?” luh Prilly was curious.


“Cowok? You want Prill?” mama Prilly watched television.


“That's a loh that uses an umbrella. From standing there, continue to use all umbrellas, really strange right?”


“Payung? Which one is Prill? There is no tuh.”


“Mama didn't see?” Prilly looked at her mother confused.


“Udah ah, you do not need to ngaco. What is your birthday party in Malem? Don't want to be crawled again?”


“Neither need to mah. I don't like that shit. Birthday parties are not important.” Prilly said a little gloomy. Prilly doesn't like her birthday.


“Sorry Yes Prill.”


“Nothing ma, instead, Prilly can ask for a gift?”


“What the hell?”


“Asks for the curfew to be pushed back. Prilly wants to be lewatin this birthday on the roof again until 12.”


“Until 10 hours solicitation is already quite dear.”


“Please. Keep the snack dobel ya.” Prilly blinked her eyes mischievously.


“Iya-iya but papa permission first yes.” Mama rubbed Prilly's head. Prilly pensively for a moment. “Ndreamunin what the hell? I changed my shirt there.” Mama pushed Prilly's body up from the couch.


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On the roof of the house, Prilly was sitting alone enjoying a night star studded with diamonds. He enjoys every second of his 17th birthday because in a few hours, this shitty day is coming to an end. Prilly chose to sit and enjoy popcorn as her night friend. He always hated this day. Birthday is always gloomy. Suddenly the phone rang. A message from Kevin and Hana.


From: Kevin


11:45 pm


+628564598XXX


Happy b’day short. Smoga gets even better in the future. “ ⁇ (`∇´)


To: Hana Hanako


11:48 pm


+6285896758XXX


Happy Birthday Prilly-Prilly ( ⁇ _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Prilly-Prilly-____________ Prilly-


kpn2 we party yuk. I love you my friend. Mmuach ♥ (*≧≦) ⁇ Don't forget the treat yes (^。^) ⁇


Prilly smiled to herself reading the messages of her two close friends. They both always understood Prilly. Prilly imagines her friendship intertwined since they were little. Before long Prilly flinched, there was an incoming message. He was somewhat surprised, for the whole time of his birthday only Kevin and Hana uttered. An unknown foreign number.


From: unknown


12:00 pm


+628534589XXX


Happy birthday to you.


Alians.


“Hah? What dreams are real?” Prilly patted her cheek and rubbed her eyes. Alian wishes her a happy birthday at exactly 12 o'clock. Unknowingly Prilly jumped up and down in excitement.


“Goshaa, what dream am I. Omegat-omegat. But this is Alian's number?” there was doubt in Prilly's heart. “This is Kevin's job with Hana. Where maybe brother Ali said happy birthday, just know not. Woi if you want to enjoy the cool little napa.” Grumpy Prilly.


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