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The Day's After I Die

Prolog

My name is Eglantine Roxanne Susan. Because when I was born my face was captivating and I was born at dawn and my smell was like the smell of a lily. I was born on June 25, 2007. My hobby is singing. I went to Coral Junior High School. I am a right-handed, smart, beautiful, rich girl. Maybe I have everything, things that other people want in me. I only have one drawback.

My mother and father said they would love me with all their heart. But they lied. Every night they would gossip about me, criticize me, even they wish they had no children like me. This is all because of my stumped right hand. Hands are very basic needs and from two hands I only have one.

I also like to be teased by my friends just because of my hands. My life also became difficult, just because of my hands. I get depressed every day. Many times I also cry. Even though it's useless, my feelings are a bit relieved. I can not stand all this, so I will run away.

Even though I don't know what the place is like, I only have one fact about the place. That is, people who have gone to that place cannot return to this world. Yes I will kill myself and live my life there.

Kring ~
The sound of the beaker woke me up. I immediately got up & got ready to go to school. I was so excited to go through today. Even though in my plan today I will kill myself. Maybe I'm already fed up with this life.
"Susan, breakfast is ready !" Mother shouted.
I went down the stairs and sat on the dining table chair. Then I sat quietly. Suddenly the house telephone rang and my mother picked up the phone. Actually I didn't care about the phone, but an idea came into my brain. What if I stabbed my stomach with a knife while mom doesn't see me now? Am I going to die?

At that moment I took a kitchen knife. Without thinking, I stabbed the knife into my stomach as deep as possible, then pulled out the knife. Then blood as red as roses flowed. The color is very beautiful. Then I heard the screams and cries of the mother and I died.

Day 1

Bruuk ~
I fell ? Where is this ? All was pitch black and my body ached. Then I unconsciously held my stomach. There are no stab marks. It feels nauseous to think about my actions earlier. But more importantly where am I now? I tried to stand up but I could not. Looks like I'm tied up. I tried again, again, again, and again, but my position also did not change.

"Wow, it seems like you can't move, Miss Eglantine Roxxane Susan."
"How do you know my name?" I said.
"I am one of the guards of this place which is a place for people who commit suicide to wait where or what your destiny will be next."
"So you will accompany me while I'm here?" I asked.
"Yes, Miss Roxxane. I will untie you first."
"I'm usually called Susan. What is your name ?"
"Whatever you want to call me."
"Then I want you to be called Mary."
"Ok, Susan."

Suddenly the person I called Mary changed. His hair is long and wavy brown. His face is tiny. His lips are red. This woman is also quite tall. His fingers are tapering. She looks so beautiful.

Suddenly a luxurious room appeared before my eyes.
"This is your room for a while. If you need anything, just say my name."
Waow! This room is great, not like my room. The mattress is so soft. Especially the sheets are cute. Then there is the wooden cupboard whose contents are full of comic books. Looks like this room was made according to my taste. I think I'll be fine here.

Maybe I haven't told you yet, but here my hands are complete, there's nothing to lose. It feels absurdly happy. Everything seems like a dream. But this is all real. Now I'm still not sleepy, so I read the comic book first. But after I finished reading the comic book, I wasn't sleepy either, so I decided to get out of the room.

I opened the door to my room and walked one step. Here everything is pitch black, there is no light anywhere. It's really cold out here. Now I should just go to my room. I turned around and my room disappeared. Fear enveloped me. Then suddenly there was a hand holding my foot, not one but many. I was nervous and shivered. The hands tried to pull me down. I tried hard to let go of those hands.
"Mary !! Mary !!" I say with a lot of sweat.
"MARY !!!!!!"
Suddenly Mary came and the hands were gone.
"You idiot, don't ever leave the room alone !!"
"What was that?" I asked fearfully.
"They are evil spirits and they will always bother you if you leave the room. And only I can take care of them, understand?"

I nodded slowly. Then Mary drove me to the room. I'm shocked to think of what happened earlier. I can still remember the hand that had pulled me. I thought, am I going to be like that? No, of course I don't want to. My mind is still full of those hands. My breath is still irregular. I want to calm down.

I saw on the dressing table that there was a cellphone similar to my cellphone. I grabbed the handphone. Then I opened the cellphone and played it. I play while trying to forget the incident earlier. Out of curiosity I opened my What Apps. And what is surprising is that there are still my friend's number and then I can still relate to them. It's great that it turns out I'm not alone here. While playing cellphone I feel sleepy and sleep.

Day 2

"Susan, let's wake up. Is already morning here." Said Mary.
My body still feels heavy and I'm still sleepy. But I immediately woke up after seeing warm chocolate milk and biscuits brought by Mary. I'm still not too aware, but it turns out the atmosphere of my room changed! Now my bed has become anime style. There are anime posters everywhere, there are countless comics, and there are also many famous comic artist signatures.
"Hey, do you want to walk around the park?" Said Mary.
" Of course !"
I immediately changed into clothes made from cold silk cloth. My shoes that had been changed into chic loafers. I became beautiful.

Then I left my room with Mary and walked to the park. In the garden there are some beautiful flowers and there are some shady trees. Unconsciously I ran towards the flowers.

"Exciting, huh?" said Mary.
"Yes."
"Now we are moving. I want to show you something."
Now I follow Mary the road. I don't know where Mary is going, but it seems that the place Mary is going is scary. Because over time the place went dark.
"Now, one question from me. Why did you kill yourself? Don't you think about this fact?"
And now suddenly in front of me there is a screen showing my mom and dad.
"We shouldn't have had to fight just because of Susan. I'm sorry that now I can't see her anymore." my mother said, sobbing.
"Our only child. Our sweet child died. Even with one hand, I realize now that his heart is very warm." said father.
No no no no. This is not what I was hoping for. I committed suicide not to make my mother sad.
"It's still better than when they found out you died." Mary said.
And the screen turned into a video of my parents the day I died.
"Let me die, Robert! Let me die following my Susan !! Let me die !!!!!!" my mother yelled out.
"Elena, Elena, calm yourself. Elena, calm yourself !!" my father said.
Gosh. It turned out that my death was very influential on my parents. I didn't even mean to. I didn't mean to !! Then the screen gradually becomes small. Immediately I banged the screen. I don't want to be separated from my parents. I do not want !!!
"It's all too late now. Those are all karmic laws for you. Now i need to take you to your room." said Mary.

My blood boils as hot as fire. I shouted as loud as possible. I threw things carelessly until damaged. Angry and sad. That's all I feel. Rage me. Tired. I am tired. Even though I killed myself because my mom and dad always didn't want me. Even though I meant to satisfy them. Why is everything I do always wrong? Why is everything I decide always wrong? Why is the path I choose always wrong? I'm sick of myself.

I've always been wrong. In the past, my grades were always 100 when I was in grade 1, even being accused of cheating. Then my value 80 was scolded for being thought to be not trying. If I don't clean the house I get scolded, but if I clean the house I get scolded too. Though my intention has always been praised. No need to be praised many times. Once is enough.

This is wrong. That is wrong. Which is the right one ?! Now that I think about it, I miss them too. I miss Daddy's warm hands. I miss the smell of mother's cooking. I miss my father's voice that feels close. I miss the mother's arms that calm me.

With an idea that suddenly crossed my mind, I shouted.
"Mary, take me there again next time!"
With a warm smile Mary answered, "Yes."
Then Mary came out of my room. I took a deep breath. After thinking about it while I'm here my feelings are always full of emotion. Always. Between sad, angry, happy. I also always feel lonely. Because my friend is only Mary and my cellphone. Mary is also rarely with me. But surely Mary will always be with me, because I am the only friend. But what does Mary do if it's not with me? I became curious. Should I just ask Mary? But it doesn't feel good for Mary. What if I try to peek for a moment? While Mary is not far away, I will take a peek.

I opened the door for a while. Very little because I'm still afraid of that hand. Sadness filled me. I feel betrayed. I saw Mary talking to a woman. They chuckled with laughter. Mary never laughed like that with me. And the saddest thing is that Mary is very concerned about the woman.

I thought I was the only one. His only friend. The sight pierced my heart. Sick. Sick. Just like before I was always betrayed. I think it's better here. I think here I can laugh. I think here I can be free. I think here I can have friends. Apparently my guess had been wrong.

I'm tired. I am tired. I came out of the room. I just walked between the black streets. My mind is blank. I don't care if I get caught by that hand. Besides, no one will feel lost.
"Susan, what are you doing out on your own? Susan! Hey, it's dangerous, Susan! Susan!" Mary said.
I do not care. I do not care.

"Susan !!!"
Mary kept screaming, but I didn't feel I had to go back to the room. Until a big hand pulls me. I get goosebumps. That hand keeps pulling me. I fight. As a result there is a torn skin on my feet. I shouted.

"Susan !!!!"
I saw Mary running towards me. I cried in pain. That hand keeps pulling me down. I began to feel my legs would come off, because of that hand. I was prepared to accept the pain. But now it's not me, but Mary. Mary shouted very loudly. But only once, because the hand was afraid of her. Blood everywhere. Mary's leg was torn and broken. I cry. Mary was hurt because of me. What if Mary dies?
"It's okay. See the wound is gone." Mary said.
And true the wound is gone.
"I'm just like a ghost. When I was sick I only felt the pain once and then after that the wound disappeared by myself."

Thank God. Thankfully. Mary survived. I hugged her. Mary smiled very warmly.
"That's enough, enough, now we take care of your wound."
Mary is right. Now I feel weak and dizzy. Looks like I'm short of blood. I lost consciousness. Then passed out.

I woke up because of Mary's very tight and strong stitches. Severe illness. It feels like it's been stabbed many times.
"Does it hurt? Others say my sewing is very tight and strong. If it hurts, sorry."
"Another person? You mean the girl from before?"
"Susan. That girl from before is the soul of someone who has the same fate as you. Incidentally I have to take care of that woman because my friend who is supposed to be her guardian angel is busy. So don't mention this anymore."
I nodded. So that's how it is. Only a misunderstanding. Only a misunderstanding. I feel like a shameless fool. I just bother others. I'm just rubbish.

Sad. My heart screamed. Beads of tears fell from my eyes. I feel shy. I can't do anything. I really shouldn't be born in this world. Born only to be helped. Looks like I am a defect of God's creation.

"Hey, Susan. Maybe you think that you are useless, weak, and flawed. But actually every time I see you with you I feel a different aura from you. Your aura is like a sunflower. Flowers that can withstand the wind. But the flower dies quickly after the flowers bloom. "
It's true as Mary said. I strongly ridiculed anyone. But I killed myself at the wrong time. When I was supposed to be alive. Remembering this, I remember when my mother cried. So sad.

Mary drove me back to where earlier.
"Show when I was born in this world."
I also saw mother crying when I was born. Seeing the father who proudly carried me. Sad to remember the time I was still in their hug. When I'm still not trampled by reality. The time when I was still loved.

Now I feel that mom and dad always crave me. But I always feel the opposite. I want to see them longer, but I'm already sleepy. So I asked Mary to take me to my room. When I got to my room I changed my clothes and slept.

Day 3

"Susan, let's wake up dear. Good girl." mother said softly.
Tears rolled down my cheeks. My eyes are open. Nobody. Then it was just a dream. Though I was expecting his arrival. But it seems impossible. Because you must have been prevented by you if you committed suicide. By the way, where is Mary? Usually Mary is beside me when I wake up.

I tried to get down from the bed. Ouch! It really hurts ! I forgot that I had stitched my leg yesterday. Mary really has a very painful stitch. It feels like it's still bent and torn. I guess I can't walk. Mary please come. My leg hurts.

Mary suddenly appeared from the outside. But there is something strange about Mary. His face was very grim and swollen from crying a lot. His body is also weak. Mary also seems unenthusiastic.
"Mary, what's up?"
Mary did not answer, only looked down. Without answering my question. Mary lay on the floor and cried. Mary cried as hard as possible. Mary howled like a storm. I also chose to remain silent.

After a while I asked Mary.
"Mary, what's wrong?"
"We spirits, once married in this world. When we get married we are like sharing each other's lives. So if there is one injured, the other will feel the wound," Mary said Wait a minute so ...?
"Mary, could it be that your partner ......... died?"
"Yes, John is dead," Mary cried.
"Mary, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were losing."
"I appreciate it, Susan."
"Mary, how about we calm down first."
"Ok," Mary said, sobbing.

After that, I got off the bed. I got off the bed for Mary's sake, even though it really hurt. I go down and prepare a sweet macha latte. I gave the mug to Mary. Mary took a sip slowly. For times like this, I chose to make a room for Mary to be alone first. I was going to make room for Mary, but it didn't work. Because Mary chose to leave after finishing her drink.

I thought too. I just found out that Mary can be as fragile as that. Because all this time I saw Mary as a motherly and tough person. Turns out Mary can cry too huh. Mary really reminds me of Mary in the real world. She is just ...
"Susan, do you want to leave the room?" Mary asked.
" With pleasure !"
Mary's voice really broke my concentration. Never mind, I'll just change my clothes.

After changing clothes, I went out with Mary. While we walked Mary was silent. I also don't know what topic suits this time. I just asked Mary.
"Mary, you must be sad huh. Losing a loved one is indeed heavy."
"Have you ever felt it?" Mary asked, confused.
"Yeah, I used to lose a sister named Mary."
"So that's the reason you named me Mary huh. Please accept my condolences. But can you tell me about your sister?" Mary asked.
"Ok, I'll tell."

# Flash back # "Susan, the answer is not that one." Said Mary with patience.
"But I'm confused, sis."
"The answer is this one." Mary answered.
"Okay, sis."
Mary is my beautiful and kind sister. Since childhood, Mary diligently played and studied with me. She was very patient when accompanying me. She also often protects me. I really like my sister. Even though my sister often plays the grades are very good. She never scored below 90. My sister is my idol. Until one day my sister was abused. For a day my sister cried and locked herself in her room. Since that incident my sister changed dramatically. Its value is always below the KKM. She gets drunk a lot. Like to argue with fathers and mothers who usually end up fighting. But she was still kind to me. Until that event occurs.
"You can see that I can ride a two-wheeled bicycle."
"Susan, don't go to the highway. That is dangerous." Said Mary.
"I'm already an expert, Sis."
"Susan, watch out for a car!" Screamed Mary.

My sister jumped right at me and pushed me to the side of the road. I survived even though one of my hands broke. But my sister was hit by a car until covered in blood.
"Sis, my arm hurts, sis."
"Sis, let's wake up, sis."
"Sister, don't lie on the road, it's dangerous." I say softly while shedding tears.
I screamed and cried. My sister and I were rushed to the hospital. The doctor checked my sister. The doctor said my sister immediately died on the spot. Since then my parents have been fighting and my life has been ruined.

Then Mary and I just walked in the park to pass the time. Until Mary drove me back to the room. But I also still want to wake up. So I read the comics of Detective Conan, Sailor Moon, Miiko, Moriarty The Patriot, and others. I was immersed in a sea of ​​comic books. Filled with comic books that draw their stories, it makes me flutter. Now I like Heiji, Ran, Kazuha, Sera, Sailor Mercury, Sailor Neptune, Pluto, Yuuko, Mari-chan, Albert, William, Adler, and many more. My head is really filled with characters.

By the way, I haven't studied in a long time. So miss math that often makes me dizzy, Indonesian language that often makes me overtime, Natural sciences that often make me scolded by many people, art and culture that often makes me feel embarrassed, craftsmanship that often makes me hurt, and others. I used to hate studying. But now I miss learning. I am indeed strange. Now I'm getting weird. Here I miss everything in the real world. But first I wanted to leave everything, so that I was free.

Never mind, finally. I'm getting ready to sleep. Brush teeth, wash feet, wash face, change clothes, continue to sleep. I lay on the bed with loose hair everywhere. While thinking about tomorrow, I close my eyes and fall asleep.

Day 4

It seems that something is wet on my cheek. Strange. During this time I never drool. Or the roof is leaking. It is impossible for rain in the afterlife. Let it go. I am still sleepy.
"Gukk!"
Eh?
"Morning, Susan. Like my gift?" Mary said.
"Is this a puppy? A golden retriver ?! How do you know I like dogs?" My answer.
"You know. It's in your file. Isn't that funny?" Mary answered.
"This is so funny. His fur is golden, and he's so small. Cute !!" I said.
"Thank God you like it. From now on he will be your friend. She is only 6 days old. Gender is female. What name do you want to be given?".
"His name is ...... Goldy. Because his fur is golden," I replied.
"Ok," Mary said.

What a pleasure. I have a puppy now. I used to not be able to buy dogs by mother and father. Fortunately, now I'm dead. At least I have a dog. I immediately invited the dog to play. But the dog won't walk. Why is his behavior so strange. I raised the dog.

Deg! After I lifted I realized one thing. The dog's leg has one stump. So this is what Mary means. He intended to tell me that I was not alone. I feel a very deep hurt. I immediately hugged the dog. I feel so bad.

How come this dog smiles, licks my face cheerfully. Doesn't that hurt? And casually he acts like this? So this dog has decided to live his life with joy and happiness. Not like me. I just ran away from reality. Even after running away I regret it. This dog is smarter than me. And after I realized it was 4 days I was here. I even just had fun and regret. What will be the future? Am I alive again? Or am I just ending up like the hands that like to pull me? Never mind I decided just to sleep.

Brakk!
The door to my room is open.
"Hi, Susan. Let's go out of the room." Said Mary.
"OK."
I get ready quickly so that Mary doesn't wait long. I also didn't forget to bring Goldy.
"I'm ready." Mary invited me to walk to the same park as before. I just walked after Mary.
"Come sit here!" Mary replied.
"OK."
I sat next to Mary.
"How does it feel to live here?"
"It's comfortable. Exciting too. I'm also happy with you."
"I see. Hm. Actually I want to say something. Tomorrow you will be determined. So the point is that tomorrow you are not here anymore." Mary said.
"Eh ?!"
Tomorrow I will go? After finally I was close to Mary. Why are you so mean?
"Why should I go?"
"Eh !?" Mary replied.
"I just want to be with Mary. Even though I finally feel welcome here. WHY !!! ???"
Test. Test. Test. Test. Eh? I'm not crying. Perhaps. I looked into his eyes. Mary cried.
"Stupid! You think I don't feel lost ?! I still want to be with you too !! I've always felt close to you too !! Even I think of you as my little sister !!" Said Mary So Mary feels the same way too. Then I can cry too, right?
"Sorry, sorry, sorry. Sorry Mary."
"It's okay. Cup cup."

After that incident I returned to the room. Tonight I sleep with Mary. I get ready to sleep. After that we slept together.

Day 5

I woke up. I saw Mary beside me. I feel I can't be sad. I must be firm so that Mary is not sad about my departure.
"Mary ... wake up. It's morning."
"Engg ... good morning." Mary said lazily.
I got out of bed. Then cook toast and make warm milk. I handed Mary the milk and bread. Mary eats bread and drinks the milk in a flash "Are you ready ?" Mary asked.
"Yes." I answer.

I immediately got ready. And so does Mary. Everything feels missed. I have to leave this comic book, this room, and Goldy. Hopefully this room can be used by others. And hopefully Goldy has a better owner. All I can do is hope that everything is okay here.

After that I just walked after Mary. To a place that determines me. Until we arrive at a gate. And the miraculous thing is when I go through that gate my clothes change. My clothes turned white, the fabric was silky smooth, and the model was beautiful. Then I arrived in a room. I entered the room with Mary. The room was very dark. But Mary signaled me to come in. If Mary says yes, then I have to go in. Suddenly a voice was heard.

I suddenly feel sleepy. But I feel very dizzy. I just ran to Mary. Mary opened her arms for me. Then I feel like I'm going to faint. I saw Mary crying. I just smiled wistfully. I've decided not to make Mary cry. So I wiped his tears. Mary is still crying, but she looks shocked by my actions. Then he realized my purpose. After that he wiped his own tears and smiled. Mary kissed my forehead like a mother. Slowly I feel sleepy. And I fell asleep.

"Susan ........ Susan"
I heard someone calling me. But who ? I open my eyes. I saw my father, my mother, and the strange thing was that I saw my sister. I was immediately hugged by mother. Everything is here. Waiting for me.
I just smiled and said, "I'm home ..."

Epilogue

I've been through a few years. Now I use a fake hand to help me. I also found a happier future. Even though my company is bankrupt. So after I fell asleep from the afterlife, I woke up on a hospital bed surrounded by my father and mother. During my stay in the afterlife, here I was in a coma for 4 days.

But the most surprising thing is that my sister lives. And my parents seemed to think it was as if my brother had never died. So it seems that what was captured by the mind of the voice asking for my request was that I ask my sister to be brought back to life. Although that's not what I mean, at least I should be thankful?

Right now I'm shopping to fill food at my parents' house.
"Hey Susan, want to buy this?"
"Eh, yes." My answer.
I feel strange. Why does this person know my name and know my favorite chocolate milk brand? I stared fixedly at his face. I don't know this girl. Hmmm. Wait a minute. Wavy long brown hair. His face is also quite small. His lips are wearing brown lip gloss. He is also quite tall. She looks like ...
"Mary ?!" I asked.
"Yeah, right. After you live again, you become more beautiful huh."
"Maryy !!!!!"

I fell into his arms. Happy. Happy. Happy. Apparently I could meet him again. I can only hug her as hard as I can. Seeing that I felt all my problems were gone.
"How come you can be here?"
"So at that time we begged for your request to be granted. Finally my boss decided to grant it. So now you have two Marys. Mary is your sister and Mary is me."
"Ow. So that's how it is. You're getting more beautiful. Surely you will have a boyfriend soon." "I already have John, Susan. So I don't want anything else, and you can call me Anne. Because my name is Mary Anne. So you don't get confused with your sister."
"OK."
"Do you have a problem, by the way?" asked Anne.
"Eh, problem? Nope. "
I just smiled and hugged Anne and lived a happy life.

THE END