Transmigration: In My Novel
1. Prologues
A woman had just come out of her room, dressed well. Her unravelled blonde hair was wagged.
While combing her hair, she heard her phone ring. Then pick up the phone after seeing who called this early in the morning.
The used comb is stored back where it should be. The sound of a crypreng pierced his ears, almost his ears became deaf. Instantly make her keep her cell phone away from her ear.
"Yeah! Why did you just pick up the phone?! I've called you dozens of times, you know!"
The woman snorted annoyed at hearing that. This friend forgot what how, if his phone just broke and now his phone bought a new one.
"My phone broke and I just bought it." Answer the woman flatly. As he spoke, he prepared breakfast for himself. Apply chocolate jam on two loaves, and another with strawberry jam.
Bread with strawberry jam was placed on a plate in front of the woman. The person across there sighed. "I'm sorry I forgot."
"What are you doing?" The man reopened the conversation. The woman put the jam in its place back, and sat down casually in her chair.
"As usual." The woman ate her bread slowly, without anyone coming to the table.
"Did you make three more loaves for three?"
No answer, the woman was silent. The habit of every day like this if you wake up early, he will make breakfast for three. One droplet of water flowed from the corner of his eye, quickly removed by his.
"I told you, forget about it, Rasha. They were happy there. Your parents are happy, Sha."
The woman called Rasha just cried without a sound. He always remembered the tragic events that happened to his parents, can not be forgotten, when it had happened a long time ago.
At that time, Rasha and the family went together, to a place that Rasha knew was the house of Om and his Aunt. Brother of his father. His age is still small, about six years.
While traveling, the car used is still fine. While singing deserves his happy family. Her father was driving, with her mother sitting next to the driver.
Unwittingly from the front of his car there was a food truck, which made his father slam the steering wheel, and hit a cliff. Avoiding trucks, but still making them crash.
The collision of his car with a rock cliff left the airbag in front open. But because it was very hard collision, making the bodies of his father and mother squeezed. He sobbed, sick, sad, panicked, all mixed in the little boy's heart.
His last vision was for people to take him and his parents away from the place. Then it's all dark.
"Stay away. I can't forget that."
Rasha drank her coffee. Long ago since the accident, he was cared for and taught by Om and his aunt. This was how he reciprocated to the two, successfully becoming a famous writer.
"Yes it is. You're going to a meeting. Buruan, it's late!" His word.
"Yes Marsya." Rasha turned off her cell phone. Get ready to go, get the car keys. His vehicle is splitting the streets.
Today he's going to go to a fan meeting from his book. Of all the books Rasha had, the most famous was a book called Nothing Like You.
It tells the story of a man and a woman who love each other. But it was blocked by the disease that the woman was hiding. The woman went away, always avoiding the man, because of his illness.
Her name is Naiya Floella Mahendra. She has a sister who hates her for being a man. Her sister's name is Audrey Helena Mahendra.
The love struggle of Naiya and the man is clearly written in Rasha's book. With Audrey making Naiya the target of her anger, and her hatred.
Audrey was and is now completely different according to Naiya. Audrey also admitted to herself, if her sister wasn't wrong. But his ego is higher, than his affection for Naiya.
But at the end of the story, his brother died because he was killed by a man. Yes, the person he loves. His name was Arvino Bagaskara's son.
Naiya's disease has also been cured, because Arvino is always encouraging. They live happily without interference from anyone. It's a cliche thing actually.
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The car that Rasha was carrying drove through the streets of Jakarta. It was getting dark, the sun returned to its hiding place. And the middle moon walked out valiantly.
The street lights were on, only a few vehicles were on the road. Drowsiness began to attack, he regretted having slept late at night, making his eye bags appear.
His head was heavy, his eyes became faint, several times blinking adjusting the light entering the retina. Consciously, Rasha braked her car when she knew what was in front of her a speeding motor.
CIIIT!
His car managed to avoid the motor that drove, but his car instead broke down in the middle of a quiet road. The motor that was speeding away had already disappeared in the dark of his night.
Looks like the brakes are blong, Rasha thought.
Rasha tried to turn on her car engine many times, still unable to turn on. He got out, after opening the hood of his car.
"Why suddenly strike?" Himself wonders. Looking around, if there was someone who could be asked for help, there was no such thing.
The streets were quiet, dark, only the rays from the street lights existed. The shops around her were closed, she knew, the shops had not been open for a long time. Rasha rubbed her hair backwards.
He could have left his car. But his feet refused to move. Rasha's feet brought her way to the side of the road, without realizing it, a pickup car from the left drove towards her.
The car horn was not heard at all. The car was braking, the sound of the tire squeaking with asphalt was heard. Rasha looked to the left. The car was speeding, and suddenly the brake kept hitting him.
BRACKET!
Rasha bounced three meters from where she stood. The driver of the pickup car that hit him even to the shock, and out approached him. With a bit of panic, he pulled out his phone.
Blood poured out from his forehead, nose and even his mouth. Rasha's body felt crumpled, unable to hold everything. The driver of the pickup tried to call an ambulance, while walking back and forth.
Rasha smiled softly. "Maybe it's the end of my life. But I hope I can still be given time to live. And I'm happy, I can still feel pain, even at the end of my life."
His eyes glanced at the night sky, then closed his eyes. "Dad, mom. We'll meet."
Everything was dark, no light illuminated the day. He can't even look at this.
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SERIATE...