THE EYE.

CHAPTER 8

"HAH! Er... there's nothing, sister. I'm ok. Yes, I'm ok... I'll go first, sister..." Ameera Husna said smiling.

Elly greeted the smile before stepping forward.

While the couple's brother-in-law and Rania violated this girl, there was absolutely no apology. Elly could only complain to herself. Want to speak out how when her husband is also the same.

Arman heard everything before he just turned his head back to see if Ameera Husna was far away or not. Ameera Husna stopped for a moment and then slowly, she tried to turn her back. Heart rate is fast as if just after running a track race.

"God!" She shouted when she saw that the man had already turned his head and was staring intently in her direction without wanting to wait any longer, Ameera Husna immediately ran as if she wanted to fly. Arman's head is still turned back. He was still staring at Ameera Husna who was getting further away.

Snorting, his head now turned forward again as usual. Arman followed in the footsteps of his sister-in-law who walked the path alone without a companion. Addy's brother and the others are nowhere to be found…

VARIOUS looks and shapes are present around. Ameera Husna had to brace herself as the dusk grew wider. Time automatically makes all incarnations and even all ethereal beings active. That is why children and even adults themselves, are forbidden to go out or sit outside or in strange places at this time.

The earphones were still stuck in her ears, not the song she was listening to but the holy verses of the Quran. Many times stared at the watch she wore on her wrist.

Suddenly, a woman with waist-length hair, wearing a white blouse and white skirt, took a seat at the end of a long bench nearby. She just bowed down. Ameera Husna tried to pretend not to know. Pulling out a smart phone from a duffel bag and scrolling his brother's number.

The evening wind was blowing gently but still howling. After the ringing takes a few minutes…

"Brother, where is it? How long? Can't you wait?" Ameera Husna spoke loudly even though she was using earphones. Some are looking. And some also saw her with some kind of facial expression. But is it true that the one who is looking is human?

'What is so strange about me?' While talking, the question ticked in my heart. As she spoke, her gaze wandered towards the street that was already illuminated by neon lights.

"Husna, go eat first, this hungry yerk..."

"That's mamak's shop... bro, it's a miscall..."

"No, don't drive fast... Husna, wait bro... lol share a little top up..."

"Wait… Husna go eat first..." The final sentence before she pulled the ear phone from her ear and put it back in the bag with the phone. Raise the body to get up. Opening a step but her eyes stared at the woman who remained bowed down and stepped on the asphalt.

Move towards Mamak Maju 24-hour restaurant.

Unbeknownst to Ameera Husna, the bowed down woman also got up and followed Ameera Husna's steps from behind. When Ameera Husna stopped for a moment, the strange woman also stopped. And when Ameera resumed her journey she also moved.

If you look closely, her feet don't trace the tarmac floor. Her smells so good too!

Of course, wear Gucci perfume or Hugo Boss.

Yes, right?

On the way after crossing the road, Ameera Husna had a dispute with a man. The road is straight. The two steps are getting closer. Ameera Husna who bowed her way covered her nose with a sudden, foul smell like the smell of a corpse. Is it carried by the wind?

Or are there rat carcasses everywhere?

Or what?

Don't know why Ameera Husna looked up when she and the man walked close.

"God! Who is he?" Ameera Husna asked as slowly as possible.

Ameera Husna quickly continued to lower her head again. Don't dare to look again. She sped up her steps because her heart told that someone was following her. The back of her neck was swollen, her head was swollen. Ameera Husna is sure that someone is following her now. It's just that she didn't dare to stop and turn around.

"Ouch!"

"Hah! Sorry. I'm sorry… I didn't mean to!" Said Ameera Husna looking down at the asphalt road without looking up, she has already crashed into someone's body.

"Next time, don't bow to the road... look up, right and left. It's not... fast as if someone is following..."  The young victim of the Ameera Husna crash continued to spew words of displeasure.

"Me… there is indeed Mr.!" Ameera Husna unabashedly affirmed the man in front of her. However, all Ameera Husna got in response was a frown on her forehead. While Ameera Husna was really worried, the mamak shop was still a few steps away. It was a gloomy atmosphere with no one passing by and it was fate that he bumped into this young man.

Even if he gets angry, he is willing as long as there are people there.

"Eh! Yes, I see you alone..." He said as his neck stretched out to peer at Ameera Husna's back. It turned out that the dark girl's back was empty.

"Be… that's right Mr. there is!" Ameera Husna objected.

The voice trembled because of the coldness of the evening breeze and fear.

"If it's true, where is he? Try to turn your back. I'm not going to deceive you either. There's no point... oii!" The man also objected.

Ameera Husna closed her eyes in slow motion, turning her face back as she watched.

"That...!" Her mouth gaped after opening eyes when turned back. What the man said is true. There is no one behind her. But the sound of the soles of the shoes?

"Brother... Husna wants to go back!

"I'm sorry," said Ameera Husna quickly turning around and staring at the young man with a face full of unanswered questions.

"It's okay. This is it, if you can... this time this time, don't pass this area ok..."

"But why?" Question Ameera Husna felt restless.

Increasingly restless with the smile that the man of Indian descent gave. Non-Malay men but fluent in Malay without Indian slang.

"Tu..." he said as he turned his mouth towards a small building with a crematorium written on it.

Ameera Husna especially, her eyes widened. She swallowed again and looked at the young man again, then she stared at the place again. Even so, she was quite lucky to be told right away, otherwise she would not have known there was an Indian cremation ground.