Second Eye

Red Shirt Woman

"There is a father who will always accompany Bian. From now on, I'll give more time to Bian" Bian's father promised his son.

"Dad.

"Dad doesn't want to waste our time together anymore. I don't want any regrets, as in Dian's fate," Bian's father said again, stroking the top of his son's head.

"Dad, Bian dear father!" said the innocent child immediately hugged him, in a sense of haru together.

While waiting for Azzam's arrival, I told Bian's father everything. Also handed me the footage from the phone I held.

Until finally the sound of the roar of Azzam's motorbike rang out, splitting the neighbors who were still whispering to each other around him. Make them move away for a moment.

"That's who's gonna pick you up?" asked Bian's father pointing towards Azzam's brother, from behind the slightly opened curtain to peek out.

"Yes, Sir. Then excuse me to go home first."

"Thank you very much. I'm also going to the police station, to be a witness. Thank you for coming this morning to reveal the truth of our family" Bian's father said.

"Either. If you need a testimony from me, this is my business card" I said, handing over the card I took from the sling bag I was carrying.

"Thank you!" answer took it.

"Assalamu'alaikum," I said again immediately went out of the house that was still crowded by the police, to look for other clues in this house.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, " answered Bian's father still accompanied by a policeman who sat down, waiting for him to be ready to give witnesses later.

I'm moving out of this house. Leaving behind a lesson, about the meaning of being grateful. And love the family wholeheartedly, so as not to regret like Bian's father who was too busy working lately.

"Go home, honey?" asked Azzam gave me a helmet, while smiling with a wry smile that made my heart rustle smooth.

"Here, don't keep calling that kayak. It's not good to hear people get stuck!"

"Yes, Honey. Uh, it's customary, honey," said Azzam, starting to make his point this morning.

"Let's go home!"

I no longer continue this discussion. Immediately take the helmet from the hands of Azzam's brother, to leave this place.

"Later stop by breakfast first yes," said Azzam from a motorbike that has been driving slowly.

"Yes, but what about Yumna?"

"So I told them not to wait for us" replied Azzam again.

"Okay, I'm coming. I'm hungry too!" I shouted so that Azzam could hear my voice.

We enjoyed this morning, just the two of us on a walking motorcycle. While looking at the view of the highway that is still very slow.

Until it was not felt, Azzam's motorcycle stopped in a yard. The front of the restaurant is already quite filled with visitors who are looking for breakfast like us.

"Well, no restaurants open yet, sister!" I said as I descended and handed the helmet to Azzam's brother.

"Yes. Hopefully good, because this hour already includes many people too even though many are taken home. I don't smell pleasantness, except." said Azzam, flashing back and forth as he stepped in, though his hand was still holding me with his left hand.

"Except what?"

"There's a negative air that follows one of the visitors here."

Azzam's sister pointed at a man who was concentrating, typing something on a laptop on his own desk.

"Oh yeah, that's why there's a red shirt following him?"

"We'll see. The creature is very disturbing or not" replied Azzam taking a seat next to them.

Azzam's sister dragged out a chair, and let me sit in front of her.

"Thank you!"

"Together, Honey!"

"Don't start. We order the food first, after all the creature just sits there without moving at all," I murmured slowly so they wouldn't notice.

"Yes, I ordered the food there first. What do you want?"

"Same as a brother."

This place does not employ waiters who approach visitors. So every visitor who wants food, must go directly to the stand that has been lined with the choice of each menu to be served.

"Okay, wait here. Don't leave! Although I can definitely find you later, because we're one."

"Buseett..... Continue to keep the waves. There!" I said shaking my hand so that Azzam's brother would order food immediately.

"Don't miss it, just for a minute!" he said again before stepping away from this bench, smiling seductively once.

From my seat, I was still observing the man who was still focusing on his laptop earlier. He who sat not far from our table looked very serious.

While the pale figure that followed, it was still speechless standing at the back. With red clothes, typical clothes from the land of bamboo curtains.

Her hair was also still neatly carried, and did not look shabby at all. Only a pale face, with a blank look forward, and a hint of an unpleasant smell distinguished him from a human.

"Why? Is there something wrong with me?" the man suddenly looked at me.

I was surprised to almost say that what I observed was the figure behind him earlier. But luckily I was able to hold it, and I told him about it.

" It's nothing. Big brother is so serious this early? Well, the breakfast had come from earlier until it was completely untouched," I pointed it at the bowl of porridge that had come, when I started sitting here.

"Yes, until I didn't see this. You alone?" asked the man who seemed to be a little above me.

"Eng.. Notwithstanding. Just like him," I pointed to Azzam's brother who was still in front of the table of orders.

"Oh, her boyfriend?"

"Emm..yes," I replied a little embarrassed.

"Kirain still has no girlfriend, he..," he grinned sinlessly, then shifted his food to replace the laptop in front of him with a friendly smile.

When the man started chatting with me, the female figure behind him started to look reacting. He glared showing a dislike expression.

"I ate first huh, you still order right?" the man's voice shocked me, who was silent looking at the woman behind him.

"Yes. Please enjoy the food."

While spooning his porridge, he occasionally invited me to chat again.

"You're still in school?" askanya after just swallowing a spoonful of food.

"Yes, Brother. Is your brother still at school or work?"

"I just graduated. Now still looking for work, while starting to write a novel for fad as well as temporary livelihood," he explained.

"Oh yes, my name is Azril."

The man thrusts his hand, though the distance does not allow us to shake hands.

"My name is Azzam" said Azzam, welcoming the hand, as he stepped forward.

"You're the girl's boyfriend?" he asked again, trying stale bases, even though he had asked earlier.

"Yes, I'm her future husband!" azzam replied for sure, which made me kick his leg after sitting at this table.

"Oh that. What's the girl's name?" point it at me still showing hospitality at his greeting.

"I'm Aish."

"Dad?" guess it.

"Yes, Ayesha."

"A pretty name, as pretty as the guy."

"Ehemmm..," said brother Azzam gave a code of dislike.