LAILA (The Girl Who Seeked Justice)

Episodes 1. First Meeting

Noisy foliage. His voice was simple to each other as the sinking of the wind. Meanwhile the sky looked bright. A crescent moon so faithfully adorns it. Nearby was seen a star that was like teasing with his kerling for anyone who looked at him.

Near the pool a girl sat. The girl in red, looks beautiful, although part of her face is covered in long black hair with a little wave. The girl's eyes stared lethargic at the pool water that seemed to glitter in the moonlight wash. Which once upon a time seemed rippling because it was teased by the baby.

For a while the girl simply stared unresponsively at the message nature sent her. But then, it is seen if once the time his hand rubbed the soft clear circle that began to plunge freely. Of course it is as a depiction of how the condition of his heart is. The girl in red was crying. His shoulder shook his shoulder.

"Why are you up to the heart to do such a thing to me?" said the girl was full of feelings.

"What's my fault with you?!" say the girl again.

This time his voice changed. From the way he spoke, there was clearly anger there. His cry was even more intense while pouting words laden with anger.

Then, suddenly her crying stopped. His face slightly raised. The clear thread that was originally freefall has now shrunk. His eyes were looking far away somewhere. So empty. So cold.

Before long, a smile emerged from the corner of his lips. The mysterious smile. And if anyone who finds it, would shudder and run off the ridge.

"My name is LAILA. I am the daughter of a top official from a state security agency. Because of my beauty and social position, I am valued by men and also by many women.

My life is so perfect. And who would have thought if that perfection, became a catastrophe for me. I die. My ways are so tragic, even beyond human reason.

I'm LAILA. I'm a curious spirit who demands justice*.." said Laila.

"Ah, noisy...!!" said a man.

The man was sitting on a wooden garden chair, not far from the edge of the pool where Laila was. From the position of how he sits, it is clear if he is running. Moreover, the words spoken are typical of the tone of people who are experiencing loss of consciousness due to the influence of liquor.

Laila turned her face away. He looked at the man who was sitting and had just commented on the brief.

"Is he talking to me? Can he see me? Though I do not intend to show my form to him or anyone at this time" said Laila.

"Why? You wonder, I can still comment on your nagging earlier? Of course I can, because I'm not drunk. I'm not drunk...!" said the man with a distinctive tone of people who are stoned.

"Damn...! He can see me" said Laila.

"Heeei. What if I could see you? Are you a nation of dedemites who can't and shouldn't see you. Hahaha..."

"Ah, fuck. There have been many people I have tried to meet to see me, but have always failed. But... This drunk man, why can he see me so easily? Ow...was it because he was drunk so he could see me?" lirih Laila.

"Why are you crying? Have you impregnated your lover and he doesn't want to take responsibility? Is that right...?"

Laila is silent a thousand languages. His eyes looked at the man. There is sadness and anger stored there.

"The world is cruel, Miss. The world is cruel...!!"

So said the man as he got up from his seat. He staggered. His hands move here and there. Messed up. Then he tried to step even though it was not perfect.

"The world is cruel, miss.." said the man repeatedly between his staggered steps.

Laila who saw that, suddenly just became light. He followed the imperfect steps of the man. He himself did not know why he did it. There must have been a strong urge to follow the man.

"Aaaah...You're following me?" said the man with eyes almost closed typical of people who are under the influence of alcoholic beverages.

Laila stopped her steps. He smiled thinly. Even very thin. His eyes looked deep into the man's bead.

"Ah, don't tell me I have to marry you? I'm not going to. I'm a man what the fuck...?" said the man as he continued walking staggered.

"Ah, fuck. You've made my way bumpy. Even the tree goes around in circles. It looks like he's dancing. Haha.." said the man as he brandished the bottle of alcoholic beverages that he had brought with him.

"Ow.apparently I'm still at the clubbing place. The lights above my head were still flickering to the rhythm of the music" the man said as he pointed at the star-studded sky at the time.

"Ajjaj.ajep. Assyiatic....Haha.." said the man while stomping the body.

Like there is music that stomps, he jogged with the thrill while voicing the rhythm of his music.

"Ajep..ajep..ajep...ajep...ajep.." so the imitation.

*BRUKK....!

UWEEEIK*....!

The man fell. He vomited out some of his stomach contents, mostly in the form of liquid. Iyuu....

"Ah, fuck...!" said later.

Then the man tried to get up. He tried to stand up, but failed. Seeing that, Laila reached out. He tried to pull the man's body. And succeed. The man stood up because of his help.

"Thank you.." said the man.

Her hand slapped Laila's shoulder. And that made Laila even more surprised. The hand that was originally holding the man's arm suddenly slipped away. No doubt the man fell back.

"Eh, fall again. You're a brash girl. Why are you evil? You're just as bad as the girl I love and has now abandoned me. Huhuhuhoo....!" said the man while crying roared.

"You're just as bad...!'" said the man was fucked. It is clear that he is still affected by alcoholic beverages.

"Why can I touch it?" laila.

He looked at the hand that had just touched the man and even held him firmly.

"I can touch it, hold it. A right that I have always failed to do. And why he could touch me. It's really weird" Lalila said.

Laila continued to look at her hands alternately with the male figure who had since been still roaring in her cries.

"Is this a sign that God gives?" laila.

"Cruelty...🎶🎵 You are so cruel....!" as soon as the man was singing like a famous singer.

Fact : 🤪

"Heeei. Are you the same as my girl? Then go. Don't follow me..."

"Who's following you. Ge-Er.." said Laila.

"But I can also follow him. I wonder why he can see me even touching me?" laila.

Laila began to follow the steps of the man who was still cursing the girl he meant. Slowly but surely, Laila followed her into the taxi. He was sitting right next to the man. Even the man looked at her for a moment.

"You're coming too...? Ish. whatever" he said.

For a moment he got a strange look from the driver.

"God I forgot he was on a run. I thought he was talking to someone." The inner driver that Laila obviously knew.

Laila smiled at the expression of the driver.

"This.." said the man, offering a business card.

The taxi driver received the sodoran. For a moment he stared at the name and address on the card.

"Oemar Barraq's. Road X no 1" inner driver it.

"Well, sir." said the driver later.

"Oemar Barraq's...I seem to know that name? But who, when and where?" laila said in nature.

"May I come...?" said someone who immediately gushed his sinister face through the window of the car.

"Wush. gosh. How scary is your face?" laila.

"Ough.you're that curious spirit huh. Beautiful too" she said.

"Humping please, disturb do not. He's my friend" Laila said, staring at the man she just knew.

"Ough.sama the spirits are forbidden sabotage. I'm just hitching a ride. I'm tired, Beib.." said the man's spirit.

"Alright.." said Laila indifferently.

"Uh, the new curious spirit base." said the spirit of the man again.

Taxi is traveling at a moderate speed. The pace leaves the scattering of leaves that fly for a moment to then return to the earth where the original stand.

Laila looked at the sleeping Barraq. Sometimes he would yell while moving his hands around.

"Handsome too." said Laila.

"*Don't tell me you fell for her?"

"Courageous to fall? Haha...Can ae*" said Laila.

His hand refused the body of the male spirit until out of the car. He rolled around in the wind.

"Sorry...!!" laila.

*ZEPH....!

"Ah, fuck...Your energy is strong also*" said the spirit of the man who suddenly had returned to sitting in the car.

"Sorry.." said Laila again.

"Ora popo." said the man's spirit, shaking his hand.

"Sorry, Sir. We have arrived at the address you are referring to. Signore....Master...!!" said the driver.

His last shout succeeded in resuscitating Barraq.

"Ah, yes....This is said Barraq while offering two pieces of money for two hundred thousand.

"It's too much, sir..."

"Bonus.." said Barraq as he got out of the car.

"Don't follow me girl. You are also a creepy-faced man" Barraq said shortly before disembarking.

The sentence that had just slid from Barraq's mouth, made the driver scrunch his forehead while making his hair bristling.

"Ga-girl. A creepy-faced man? iiiihhh." said the driver who immediately drove his car.

"Ah, you're still following me, girl. Shit.." said Barraq who stepped staggered towards a large black-fenced building.

"My name is Laila..."

"Ah, what do I care" said ketus Barraq.

"I want to ask for your help, Mr. Barraq..."

"Hey... How do you know my name? Are you my stalker?" barraq said while leaning against the wall of the fence.

Next to his hand took out a flat object from behind his black jacket.

"Ah, fuck...!" barraq said as the flat object almost slipped out of his hand.

"The Limaan....! I'm out there. Quickly open the door...!"

"Well, sir.." said a man called Barraq with Diman.

Soon, the big gate moved and shifted. A middle-aged man came to him.

"Master...You are drunk again" said the man who appeared to be Diman.

"Dimaaan.." said Barraq as he grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder.

Diman also directly touched the body of his master. Step by step, until the two enter a magnificent house without realizing that Laila is participating behind the two.

WUSH.....!!

Suddenly the wind hit Laila's body when entering the big house.

BR...!!

Laila's stunned. His eyes seemed to look at the whole room. But nil. Laila found nothing.

"Why is there such a cold air in this house?" laila.

"Don't let the girl into my room" Barraq said as he climbed up the stairs.

"Girl...? There is no one, sir" said Diman

"Good...I don't want my break time to be undisturbed"

"Well, sir.." said Diman.

A glance at his bead of eyes looked around. He was always curious about the words that came out of his master's mouth.

"IIihhh. Obviously, no one said there was a girl here. Pake forbid him to enter again" said Diman while continuing to welcome his master to his super-large private room.