Ramadan Longs for the Holy Month
A DESTINY... (POV Ramadan)

It was heard by my ears, a beautiful and melodious thread of the holy verses of the Qur'an recited by people sitting around a man_laying in their midst.

I began to approach a man_laying that I knew very well since childhood.

"Dad!!" My mind was screaming hysterically, I could stand my crying, tight! My chest is so tight!

"Hiks... Hix... Brother," I turned towards the source of the soft voice of my little brother who was crying.

I was silent, staring at him.

"What is all this?? I won't accept it!" My mind is evasive of the destiny that God has set for me.

I, slowly approached my sister and brought her into the kitchen of my bamboo house.

"Why? Why should he?!" My mind tortures myself, I start picking up knives and slashing my wrists.

Srekk..

Fresh blood came out of my wrist, it really made my hand hurt and sore. However, it all could not compare to my heart that was very sick.

"Why? Why?" I told you that I continue to violate destiny.

"Sister..." Lirih Jalila was sad when she saw myself like an insane person who kept blaming fate.

"Why?! Wh why? Dad left us, Dek?!!" My snapping made my little sister frightened to see myself like a monster with bulging eyes.

"We should go too! Following dad!" Wrap myself firmly into my sister's wrist. Then, I withdrew, Towards the living room where there are still people _chanting the holy verses of the Qur'an.

"Stop it all!" My shout that made everyone speechless stopped chanting that melodious holy verse.

I slit my wrists again, which terrified the citizens.

Sreks...

"What's he doing? In front of a child?!" Surprised by the citizens who saw firsthand, they saw Jalila beside me with fear.

Jalila's tiny body shook violently! When watching the brother who kept slashing his own wrist repeat.

"Why, Deck? We're gonna go after Dad, Ayuk?!" I said as I forcefully pulled my little brother's hand past the entire population who looked in shock.

"What's he doing?! He's really been G*la!" Bump the citizens without concern for Jalila who continue to rebel and groan in pain.

"Astagfirullahal'azim! Istighfar Ramadan! Istighfar!" The shock of an Ustadz who had just wanted to enter the bamboo house was shocked when he saw Jalila in pain when pulled by me.

I felt like if my body was out of control again, I violently continued to pull my little brother's hand towards the bridge near my house.

"Ramadan, wakeful!!" Shouted Mr. Ustadz Zaki who was following me.

"Dad! Jump up!" It was my determination that made my little sister continue to cry hysterically in fear.

"Hiks... Huah! Brother is like a monster!" Jalila's screams that instantly made me realize.

Bruukkkc... My body fell to the ground on my stomach, I saw my sister 'Jalila' who kept crying in front of me.

"Sister, Hikss... Hicks..." I heard faintly my little sister's cry with my gaze gradually fading.

...I'm weary......

...I want to disappear......

...Of this earth......

...Because of his destiny......

...Which continues to torment my mind......

..."Ramadan!" I also heard faintly the voice of Ustadz Zaki who kept calling out my name....

...'Ramadan' "I really like my name..." My inner self that in the end fainted was unconscious....

Bruuk*!