Second Eye

Murder Girl Call

"Well, take a shower! We need to get to campus, right!" azzam said he was trying to divert the conversation.

"Yes, Aish. Don't you listen to the two of them, you never know."

"Eh, really. They never get along. But why is my name called anyway, make it all right," I said sewot.

Sleepy eyes, plus a tired body, made my emotions even more depressed. It feels very eager to vent it, let alone the cry of Azzam made me more sultry and want to get angry.

"Look at the clock, I had class this morning. We're going first, right?" yumna said pointing towards her own direction alternately towards Rey who was leaning casually against the wall as usual.

" Yes, you guys go first. I can ride a motorcycle too, right! "

" Well, what's the point of Azzam? " pointing Yumna to the man who made me growl this morning.

"Make rats in this house!" sahutku retorted his literacy, then immediately ran into the room to prepare the equipment that will be taken to the campus later.

I finished all my activities before going to college as usual. Until I go forward again, it turns out that Azzam's brother is still standing there.

I who was annoyed to hear his joke earlier, immediately locked the door and went to leave it.

"Hey.... Still mad?" azzam's brother was heard following me from behind.

I didn't answer that question. Still walking forward, I grab a cell phone to order an ojek to the front of the alley.

"Damn,.... Sorry yeah. Just kidding!"

I still put my feet up. I feel so lazy to argue this morning.

"Aish...," Azzam's brother's hand made me turn around.

She was shocked because she pulled me into her arms.

I was confused, silent, full of gurgling. The swish in the heart rattles the entire pulse. A few seconds later, I started to control my emotions.

"Hehh.... Please release!" I said try to stay away.

I tried to push my body in front of me, but the more tightly he clutched my body. Without a word and an answer from his mouth.

"Sister....!" call me slowly, so he knows that I have more control over my emotions.

"Aishis.... I-i'm sorry! I can't help it if I don't hear your voice. It's better to nag you than to have to look at your anger that's just silent without an answer" she said beginning to loosen her arms.

Brother Azzam holds my shoulder. Stare tightly at my eyeballs. Like I was looking at the honesty of my emotions that were no longer irritated by him.

" Aish is sorry too. Aish is tired again today, so make it easy to be emotional," I said in response.

Brother Azzam pulled back my body, to hug me. Whispering a sentence, which made my heart melt.

"I love you, please don't shut me up!"

I cannot answer Azzam's words, only a nod of my head can I do. Then we stretched each other's arms, towards Azzam's motorcycle.

Still embarrassed, we both continued our journey to campus.

Arriving at the campus, Azzam dropped me off at his park, to read a book while waiting for time. While he continued to go to his apartment not far from here, to pick up the equipment needed later.

"I'll be at the apartment for a minute!" said Azzam pamit.

"Yes, be careful."

"Assalamu'alaikum, dear."

"Wa'alaikumsalam," I replied slightly smiling as I shook my head in embarrassment.

I'm looking for a comfortable position in this place. While taking out the book I used to read when there were no meaningful activities. Just as I opened the first page, a student came closer.

"Aish.

"Yes, why Liza?" I just stared into his eyes.

It looks like sadness, mixed with fear in it. But I tried to ask him first about the problem he was thinking about.

"Why?" ask me to immediately remove the tissue from my sling bag.

"I... I'm scared!"

"Fear why?"

"He's... She.., I'm confused!"

"News, so that your mind is more relieved. If I can help, God willing I will do it," I said stroking his right shoulder, to give him strength to let out his heart more easily.

"Heeehhh...... He continues to haunt me," he replied as he lowered his head.

"He who?"

"That girl,.... He always goes in dreams, and keeps on interrupting."

I look around this place. From afar, a girl of our age was watching. He only looks half behind a tall tree.

"Oh... Okay, what can I do?" I looked back at this beautiful girl with a stylish appearance.

"He wants to, I admit to the police station."

"Police office? What's going on?" my many frowns.

"I didn't participate in the murder, I just tortured him with my girlfriend and her friends" he replied, looking down in shame.

"Huhuh? Meaning torture how?"

"My dear, he and his friends have tortured the girl before."

Liza started crying loudly. Remembering the mistakes he made. I give him a minute before he continues.

"The girl is named Zya. She's a call girl who likes to book people. Well, one of my girlfriend's friends used her services a lot."

"Astaghfirullah..," said I beristighfar, may be kept away from such a thing.

"Then what did he do? And why torture him?" ask again.

"When my boyfriend used his services, he stole his money."

"Then?"

"Well, when he's found out he's gone. He was taken to his apartment. Tortured every day. Starting from being ignited by cigarette butts, grabbed, smeared with freshly burned plastic, and worse, we dripped orange juice and chili powder on her freshly gaping wound" Liza said.

" You're torturing? Wh why? "

" I'm just following along, for no reason. Though actually he has returned the money, but my boyfriend still feels less. So to teach a lesson, we torture together until more or less weekly."

"Sunday?" I just can't believe it.

"Yes, and maybe if he hadn't been killed, the torture would have continued today."

"Then.... After he was killed, what did you do?" ask again.

"I didn't torture him to the point of taking his life. I was just torturing on the first day. I know nothing, huwaa." she cried shut her ears, while shaking her head.

"Russia, Liza. Come..astaghfirullah...," lead me to the girl.

Liza was still as excited beside me. I'll give you some time before class starts in a few minutes.

"Okay, if you're not ready, you can continue the story tomorrow. But if you're ready, please continue to run fast."

"She.... The girl was buried behind my house. Because I'm the only one who lives alone and has a yard that can be used to bury his body in the yard. I regret... Huhuhuu.

"It's been... Classes are about to start. Remove your tears, we'll talk about this later. Now concentrate as usual" I said trying to calm down.

"But... If he's interrupting again, how can I concentrate."

"He's just standing away from us. And did nothing but ask for help to reveal his case. If you feel like he's haunting you, maybe it's just your mind. Because of your fear of guilt that controls your current mind."