Jika Aku Mati Nanti Novels & Stories

I grimaced, and wiped my hands on my jeans. “In case of what, yeh arrogant shit?” “There’s a God. Beg Him to forgive you, because one way or the other, you will die tonight.”

Straight to the point. Cold and sharp. Yet, this kind of attitude suits his cold personality very much. But, that is the least of my worry right now. My head buzzes at his words. “Wait, what?” My mind is yet to process his sentence. “What did you say just now?” He exhales. “If you cross that bridge, you’ll die. Your soul will no longer be able to return to the mortal world.”

“ The voice cried. Anguish and frustration vibrated off her voice. And if there was any wish I could make,” Jayden should die!" This would be my wish cause once he died from his mysterious illness, I'll be able to die and say goodbye to this sinful world.

I set them beside four unclaimed bodies. "Don't have families either?" I murmured, my chest quietly aching. I didn't have one too. After I died, I'd end up in the same cold room. Burned with the rest. When the last wisp of smoke faded, every trace of me would disappear from this world. "If there's a next life," I whispered, "let's be family. At least then, someone will come for our bodies."

"If one day, I pass away, I would love it if there was someone who will pray for my departed soul. As a Muslim, someone's supplication can help cleanse my sinful soul. I am just afraid. No matter how much we don't welcome it nor acknowledge it, death is inevitable for every living thing. Even goods have expiry dates. What will become of you if one day , you pass away? How can I make supplication for you? It would be so painful to not be able to meet you in Jannah. I will be lonely here and in Jannah too without my husband. How can I live without you by my side?

Right now. I picked up that glass. “M-My life doesn't matter anymore, I'd better die. A trash and useless person like me must leave this world now. It doesn't matter if I die after all. Everybody will be even happy of that.” I smiled bitterly for the last time. I was about to stab it in my neck when suddenly someone hands stopped me.

The obsession in my heart finally, completely dissipated. "Don't rush me. I am going now." "Duanyuan... if there is a next life, I hope we meet again..."

"I—I just want to die." I burst into tears. I don't know what to do at these times other than to be weak and let the resentment out of my heart. How many times do I need to say those words to be true? That I would be dead now with a natural accident? That there would have been an earthquake and the road would have collapsed and I would have been covered with cement? Or did it rain and lightning struck me? If that happened I would be happy. Because alas! I can finally rest.

Sadie I. Am. So. Doomed. This is it. This is where my life will end. Fucking hell kind of life am I living at this point? This is where I’ll be going to jail and bring people around me down. I will bring Agon down...I’ll see you all in the afterlife. I hope Anya’s mother will give me a chance to pray and bid farewell to my family and friends and future. Now I close my eyes and put my hands together. God, you lead my way now.

I wished in self-assurance and he burst out laughing. “You think it’s funny, well, let’s see about that. If you like to go and die today just to scare me, you will be shocked by what will happen to you,” I added with a firm trust in my words, but what was I going to do if truly Sidd dies and his ghost appears to me? I will simply commit suicide. “Enough of your stupidity already, let’s go, I will drop you off,” he offered. “No, I will take a cab.”