BLACK PEARL'S

CHAPTER 1

...بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم...

A Zahcary who must be busy, is now sighing tired due to his work that can drain his energy. He even skipped lunch because he was busy handling files.

My back rests on a comfortable chair. I threw my head down for a moment because of the work I did today. My mind is so calm in silence that sometimes my heart cries out hysterically because of the memories of the puzzle that to this day has not been completed.

My breath hunting the memory of me seeing someone slashing his own pulse made me quickly open my eyes. Breathing the air greedily as if I was lacking oxygen. The room makes me breathe easy. Only the sound of the wall clock now focused my ears on hearing. Until the sound of knocking on the door made me wake up in the daydream.

“login !” My secretary a woman named Anggun walked up to my desk.

“today there is no more schedule Mr. you can go home to rest.” told him, and somehow I feel very relieved about it. Because honestly I'm tired. I nodded and asked him to leave. After Anggun went I took a deep breath and took it out slowly. Staring at the clock in the hand turned out to be 7 p.m. When I get up from my seat.

A voice that inexplicably made me uneasy but my heartbeat was beating fast. The sound of the Adhan echoed in my ear delivering signals into the brain and flowing it throughout the body as if I were electrocuted but in a different context if it was electrocuted it might be painful but this delivered a strange but soul soothing gelenyar.

For a moment I walked closer to the wide glass from here I stared at the night with the brilliance of the house lights so beautiful. Now my attention is focused on one point, the dome of the mosque where the sound still sounds beautiful in the ear. Made me unconsciously sedated with my eyes closed and the hand I put in my pants pocket.

“every peaceful.” muttered. Until that voice was not heard again changed I felt lost.

“ini crazy.” lamented, when I felt it that obviously I never felt a series of emotions let alone loss. I'm human of course, but my emotions are minimal more precisely I can't express a feeling.

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Tonight the streets look pretty crowded because of the work day. For me who also enliven even though only being an observer. I narrowed my eyes when I saw something quickly passing in front of my car. And the road I took was quite long and lonely. Beside the road there are also large and quite thick trees.

“what's Mr. what's the problem?” the question began to fuss I snorted in my heart.

“no.. I will get off here and will walk, if there is something later I will call you !. You understand ?” I said firmly, about to protest yap because he was like an uncle to me still he could not casually protest my wishes he finally said it and just nodded.

“wear Mr's jacket. Zach!”

“you're pretty chatty too.”

“i put it this way because.”

“ya.ya... is enough !” I tukasku sharp and get out of the car by slamming the door as it feels to listen to the chatty Anthony.

I enjoyed the steps in the silence of the night against the wind and the soothing sound of crickets. I don't know, but this is a new thing I've discovered. Usually if through this road quite a lot of people who sit on the side of the road sometimes there are also teenagers who play roller skates because it is the lack of transportation that makes them not dare to do the activity.

But tonight is quite quiet there are only a few people who are cool in chatting, copying and playing cards in the bamboo stall. Until my steps came to a halt, my eyes narrowed focused on someone who was running so fast. I didn't care about it, but I stopped my steps when something was wrong. The first running there was a girl of small stature, then there were two men tattooed with a sturdy body following her by running meaning….

I quickly followed their steps but in the opposite direction and sure enough my guess, he said, the little girl in all her clothes was covered and only her eyes were visible with eyes that were light brown as if glistening in the light of the moon. I quickly pulled his hand and pulled him to run with me. I shouldn't have interfered and I've never wanted to do anything useless like this. But somehow my heart led me to do this. I looked back where he was staring at my back, his eyes seemed anxious, maybe he thought I was one of them.

... Jazakallah Khair's...