Is life worth living?
Those are words I've often asked before, but have I found the answer?
Before I answer, let me tell you something
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I woke up in the morning and looked at the time on my cellphone [05:30], and that's where I saw the date February 19, 2022.
"Humph. My birthday, or what I could call near death day" I said to myself.
After that I rushed ablution and performed the Fajr Prayer. After that I immediately rushed to take a shower. After 10 minutes to take a shower I saw the clock on the wall.
("6 o'clock. Time for me to make breakfast")
After wearing my uniform and wearing my jacket I immediately fried 2 eggs. After finishing eating my breakfast, I immediately took my motorbike key, house key and helmet. After that I went out to the front porch of the house and put on my shoes and locked the house. After that I immediately took out my motorbike and went straight to school.
After arriving at school at 07:00, I immediately went to class. When I arrived at class, I opened the class wa group only to find out that today Mr. Ridwan would not come because he had business outside of school. I immediately turned off my cellphone and looked around the class only to see my friends chatting with each other, playing on their cellphones or laptops or doing assignments.
At that time I stood up to go to the Mushollah to sleep. After arriving at the Musollah I took off my shoes and immediately lay down on the prayer mat carpet. After that I took my head set and put it on my cellphone and I put on the Hold On song.
And when I close my eyes I immediately dream about that incident. My parents' death. My tears came out because I saw that incident again.
"Will" I heard my Mama talk
"Yes?" I answer
"We just wanted to say that. WE HATE YOU!." Speak my father
"W-what?" I said
"You heard what your father said. We really hate you. If you had never been born, we probably would never have had this situation!" Followed by my mother's talk
"N-n-No! Parents couldn't possibly say that to me." I spoke back to them
"Could They?" I asked myself in a whisper.
After that I went down to my knees by holding both sides of my head tightly, and
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGG!. SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!" I shouted with all my tears that have come out.
"I should have. I SHOULD BE THE ONLY ONE WHO DIED IN THAT INCIDENCE!!!!" Speak to me with anger and sadness
Everything had turned black, nothing could be seen but darknessKeep on crying until-
"Calm down honey, don't cry. Mother is here to accompany you" I heard a beautiful song while hugging me from the right side
"This voice" I thought to myself
"Don't you feel alone because we are here" Followed by another singing voice from behind hugging me also from the left side
By that time I had realized be prepared for it. I hug them both with longing and affection"I'm sorry" I said with my tears still flowing
"William dear. Please stop crying. It was just a bad dream" my mother ordered me
I obey my mother's orders. After that, I and my parents started talking about all my problems and where I almost wanted to kill myself.
"William." My father is calling
"Yes?" I answer
"Father wants you to know that none of this is your fault. But fate is for us, and a test from Allah SWT. So don't blame yourself for all of this." My father said
"Your father is right Will, do you know why we gave you the name William?" My Mama Speaks and asks while holding both my shoulders
"Is it because you are of British-German Muslim descent? Because if there is another reason besides that I don't know" I replied
"Yes, you're not wrong either. At that time, a month before you were born, You're Father asked to name you using an English or German name several times, so yes, Mama was okay with it as long as the name was a good name." My mom replied back
I looked at my father with a 'serious?' face. I raised one eye brow.
My father just answered with a pose: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
"Returning to our conversation. The most important reason is the meaning of the name Mu, the meaning of William is Protector, and the commendable Protector is the meaning of the full name Mu, you understand?" My Mama Says
"Y-Yeah, I understand" I replied
"And remember this too, For what happened at that time, we will always love you Dead or alive." My mom said
"Now get up, your friends might be looking for you" My Mama ordered
"Okay Mom." I replied back while nodding my head
Before I got up I hugged them both for the last time
"I love you guys too, and I'm going to miss you" I say
"We will miss you too." They both replied and hug Me back
After I woke up and came to my senses, I saw Micheal trying to wake me up. After I woke up he told me to enter the classroom. I asked why, but he didn't answer.
When we were 1 meter away from the classroom door he asked me to close my eyes. So I just followed the order without asking anything.
When we got to class, he told me to open my eyes and-
"SURPRISE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY WILLAM" All my friends greeted me cheerfully and happily.And there is where I have smiled for the first time in 1 year.
A Genuine Smile
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IS IT WORTH TO LIVE (One-Shot)
Short StoryThis is a short story that tells about a high school / vocational high school teenager to move on from his trauma and depression.