Second Eye

The Figure that Follows

I went back to Azzam's room. Ask permission to go outside the hospital for a while. Completed the funeral of Memey's family so as not to be neglected.

"Yes, be careful. Soon Umi will be here, too" said Azzam calming.

"Aren't you sure?"

"You take it easy, I'm fine now," said Brother Azzam giving a genuine smile to me.

"Thank you, Brother. Later if so move to the treatment room, please send a message yes. Let me go straight to my sister's room later" I said, taking a sling bag from the top of the nightstand, after finishing all the necessary business in this room.

I elus the straight hair that fell on the forehead of Azzam. Then he left after giving a smile to encourage his recovery.

" Sister, thank you for taking care of Azzam."

"Yes, be careful on the road!" said sister still recorded some writing on the board in her hand.

"Assalamu'alaikum, "I said goodbye to everyone, before leaving this room to help with the funeral.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," the answer I heard before I opened the door to this room.

There was nothing left of the Memeys, who had enjoyed the fruits of the devil's wealth. While other large families also do not want to interfere, so as not to get involved with problems related to the pseudo-wealth they have done. So I feel I have to help, if something is needed.

I pulled out the device while continuing to walk through the hallway. Still looking for an online taxi app to take me later. While continuing to go outside this hospital. Until the moment of sudden, there was a hit on me who was still focused on being downcast while walking here.

"Aaauuu.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This is your phone, and this is my business card. Later if there is damage, please ask for compensation," he said immediately passed away, without waiting for a word that had not been able to come out of my mouth.

"This is the guy why? Who else was following him from behind," I said staring at his back away, followed by a woman with a rancid scent that came out for a moment.

The woman with the gaping hole in the back of her head, still continued to walk following in her every step.

"May she be well" I muttered, turning my face, to continue walking out.

I'm still trying to tinker with this app. But it seems too early, until I have not found a motorcycle taxi driver who can drive to Memey's house like the driver's instructions earlier.

Up in front of the hospital gate, I was still searching. Maybe there's some public transport I can take.

Half an hour passed, I still did not get a ride to the house that was about to do the funeral. Until a car stopped, on my right, which was still standing.

"Hey, you were the one, right?" greet the man from behind the wheel.

The man who hit me while walking down the hospital hall was still followed by a red-clad figure in his car. The figure was silent and also stared intently at me who felt its existence.

"Eh, yes. It's okay, my phone is still normal" I replied showing the phone in hand.

"Once again sorry."

"Yes, relax!" my answer was again dizzy looking for transportation, regardless of the presence of invisible creatures, so as not to add new problems.

"Where are you? Waiting for people or transportation?" asked the man, still looking at my behavior.

"You go to a friend's funeral," I answered back to see him, still with a sharp look behind him.

"If this hour is still quiet. Let me take you! Where's address?"

"No need. It will be troublesome."

The man opened the door beside him, so that I would immediately enter next to his seat.

"But.." I was just about to decline his offer, he kept asking to drop me off immediately.

"There is no rejection. Let's go inside. You see, in this haunted area, rather than later anyone wants to scare, how?" he said he tried to scare me while holding back a laugh.

"OK, but that doesn't mean I'm coming with you for fear of your threats. You're the one who should be careful, because there's a figure that keeps following," I said glancing behind his chair.

"Haha..... I don't really believe in that much either. Oh yeah, where's the address?" tanyakanya.

I handed you a piece of paper that the driver gave me. Directly read by him who is still thinking the direction he wants to go later.

"It's that way, isn't it!" show a little doubt.

"Yes, maybe. Do you mind taking me there?"

"Oh, no. I'm just making sure. Are you sure you want to go to this address?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Wh why? You're the one who's less sure?"

"Eh... Engg.. Notwithstanding. All right, I'll take you there!" he answered a little nervous as he started to run his car.

I looked a moment at the figure. He was seen grinning while dripping blood from his eyelids to scare. A rancid smell also started to pierce my nose and filled this entire car.

"Oh yeah, my name is Hildan. You who?" asked the man to disperse my glance who was looking at the figure that was following.

"Eh, I'm Aisyah. Just call me Aish!" I said introduce myself.

"Why did your friend die?" tanyanya opened our chat.

"Because of heart attack. You, yourself, were caught up while walking down the aisle why?" ask me to remember the events that brought us together.

"Hehhh..... My foster son's in the ICU."

"Lifting child?"

"Yes, he's my friend's dead son. Then I feel sorry, and I just take care of it with my parents," he explained, still driving this car.

"Why are you taking care of me? Does your friend have no family? Where's her husband going?"

"Long if you have to tell. My friend lives in this world. She died while giving birth to her child. While her husband...ehmm..do not know where she went? Since she had slept with so many men like her," she replied like she was hiding something.

The figure behind him looked extremely wrathful, upon hearing Hildan's reply just now. But I let it go because it's not clear yet. Until not felt, the car had stopped in front of a luxurious house that was burned down along with its contents.

"That's your friend's house?" his tanya pointed towards the house and looked back at the address note in his hand.

"Yes, there will be a funeral of his family who were victims of the fire. You wanna come inside?" ask me a stale base.

"Eh, no. Thank ye. I have business to finish. I have to get a change of clothes for my foster son who's in the hospital too. See you later" he said, immediately driving his car, after seeing me get off and closing the door.

"Thank you!" my answer is no longer audible to him who drove far down the highway.

"Miss Aish," called out to someone from behind my body who was still confused at the strange attitude of the man who was driving me away from leaving in a hurry.