The problem is not calling, it's coming like a thief"
In the city of Kingstone, in James's fence there were guards; wearing green clothes, the same age as his father, seeing James lying on the ground with his breath coming out of him gave them confusion.
Their hearts raced while their bodies went cold. They said to themselves, "Boss is in critical condition" it was only after James fell and the guards ran to him and gave him first aid. James, a famous young man, quite tall, black, average fat weighing about 60 kg without a mother, scared the two guards who were there. Their eyes widened because they knew James had never experienced this kind of trouble, their hearts also raced and screamed.
They asked each other what had happened to him, but they were stunned because James had never suffered from epilepsy, high blood pressure or any fever that made him lose consciousness suddenly;, it was sadness, not happiness.
Seeing James in that situation, the first interpretation for them was the ground wanting to swallow the young man. They had no power but endless questions in their heads; How will the parents feel without James? That was the questions of his guards whose presence of James gave them a smile and even the certainty of satiety for them and the family; James made them respectable in the streets.
The situation turned them into darkness like water that quenches thirst in the desert.
Thheir souls told them, "If it's death, it doesn't have time to respond to a human being more than those who are left to look at what to do so that their lives will continue, and it's the journey of everyone who has been created.
"But why early?" they asked themselves while calling James out loud! James didn't answer them. They asked each other, "What happened?" They remembered how James was walking around in a waiting pose the car was hit by a big electric light in the parking lot and was in the middle of his two black cars. It was the pride of his eyes and the calmness of his heart every time he walked on the street, most of the time he liked to be in that white car It was a luxurious car.
Many times when James was on the street, he liked to drive that car, going around until people memorized him. The guards continued to grope James on the ground without seeing any relief, "The body is in trouble, this man is serious" one of the guards said to himself. At that time, his phone in his pocket was ringing continuously, one of the guards on the left of James took it out and put it in his pocket.
Then two cars entered the house, they were carrying four plump bouncers and four average-bodied singers. Since the gate was open, they were drowned and got out of the cars quickly. They ran to the two guards. Their steps moved quickly while they questioned the guards, "What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened? What happened? How did it happen?" everything they tried to explain those guards was not understood. They called James by his name, "James! James! James......" as many times as they could but he didn't respond.
They all knelt down and bowed him while taking off their shirts and started fanning him regardless of their clothes being messed up
They had planned well for the show but when they found what they found even the desire for their show at Independence park was lost. The one who was awaited by the fans he was serious, like a person who was about to stop breathing. That day he needed doctors more than he needed bouncers.
Too late, will find your son is not yours, that is the wisdom that came to these people who were giving James first aid. Then they him to the car and go to the hospital. The drivers of the two cars sped off towards the hospital.
And those two guards remained with their job of guarding the house; their heads were down, cold ruling their bodies, thinking about the fate of their boss and their jobs. Goodness does not decay; that is, the good he did for them was alive and living in them.
They returned to their better past that hurt them in the soul, they wished they were doctors. They knelt together praying to God to heal James in front of James's house which was their office. When they finished, they talked about James for a lot, who loved the winter and called God's fan; but today he has no longer felt that winter and consciousness refused to return to him.