THE EYE.

CHAPTER 4

AMEERA HUSNA gulped her saliva too. Who is not afraid to look into the same eyes, also looking but in a sharp state.

"Since when Ameera?"

"What do you mean, ustaz?"

"You haven't seen all this for a long time... but since these few days, you've seen it again, right?" And the question widened the eyes of the three of them. Ustaz Adi already knows even though Husny has not yet told the details. Ameera Husna nodded. Husny and his wife are pounding more and more. Ustaz Adi also nodded before his lips moved as if reading something.

"Maybe there is 'someone' who needs your help, Ameera Husna," explained Ustaz Adi again.

"I know, you know who I'm talking about... because you're the only one who can see it besides me right now..." Husny and Suraya looked at each other. Suraya felt that she was still being watched after she closed the window. She held her husband's arm tighter. Plus she is pregnant.

Ustaz Adi who also has the ability to see the natural creatures next to him stare for a long time at 'someone' who can be said to always be by Ameera Husna's side. Ustaz Adi tries to communicate internally. Ameera Husna also saw the conversation.

But she refused to listen. Ameera Husna is still surprised by her latest situation. She didn't think would be able to see the floating figures again. Ustaz Adi nodded at the same time, occasionally glancing at Ameera Husna.

Husny noticed but he still wanted to see what would happen next. The important thing is to let her sister's hijab be closed again even though she knows it is difficult.

“Ameera, I know you already know. So how? He just wants your help and then he will leave... Husny, I don't want to invite your sister to shirk. I also have a hard time explaining this to you unless you have the same privilege..." Husny kept nodding even though he himself had a hard time believing it.

Yes, it is true what Ustaz Adi said because he could not see what was in this room.

FLASHBACK BEFORE IT HAPPENED...

ARMAN frantically packed his clothes into a medium-sized trunk. Only the important items he needs to bring later there. Tired don't ask, he just finished his job this morning and now he got a call. He had to go to Ipoh to take care of his family. Property division matters, since he and his three brothers had just lost both of their parents.

"Hello... hah, yes, I just arrived from Penang. I'm getting ready now ... It's okay sister, I'll drive myself"

"Aren't you tired, bro? Drive well, you know! I can't even call your brother Addy about anything, right"

"Yes, brother..." he replied before hanging up. He pulled out the smartphone tucked between his shoulder and ear and put it on the edge of the bed. Suddenly he felt thirsty. Clothes were left scattered on the mattress before he headed for the door to leave the room.

The door of the large chest was opened wide, then a bottle of mineral water was lifted out and he started walking towards the Island table. Screaming alone as the bottle cap is tight. While he was busy opening the lid of the bottle, without him realizing it, his elbow pushed a glass on the table. And the glass as well, only sits on the end.

Pang!

Scattered on the dark brown mosaic floor. Arman continued to put the bottle that he still couldn't open on Island's table.

“Ouch!” he screamed softly, the finger that had been pierced by the glass shard was now flowing with deep red blood. The drops of blood are now being greedily licked by a creature in the form of an old woman with a beaked nose like a kebayan grandmother.

Arman quickly got up and turned on the faucet because the blood flow was getting faster. He ran his index finger under the shower faucet. In addition to him, he squeezed the remaining blood under the faucet until it ran out.

Then the faucet was closed, sighing in pain because the blood was still coming out. Open the second drawer in the wall cabinet pull out a small box opened with one hand. Bring out a bottle of wound cleaner and handy plus.

The hunched grandmother of three who was slumped on the floor still gaped her mouth at Arman's side and under Arman's injured finger, every time blood dripped she swallowed it. It is not known where it came from.

After the wound is bandaged. Arman didn't want to drink even though he was thirsty because he looked at the clock on the wall as it was approaching time for him to leave. He wants to reach the village before nightfall if there is not a bad traffic jam.

Go fast. While the creature with the face of a kebayan grandmother dragged her body to the same path.

After an hour and a half...

His eyes stared at the number of the elevator that he could feel was moving too slowly. While all this time, he only reached the ground floor quickly.

TING!

Finally. The elevator door opened and he stepped in. He was almost pushed back when a strong gust of wind hit him. Even so, he pressed the button to go to the underground parking lot.

TING!

The door opened wide and revealed the darkness of the scene in front of him. It looks like only a few cars are still parked in the parking area. Arman stepped out without realizing that there was 'something' behind him that was always following him.

Silence.

That's what Arman feels now. Only the sound of his luggage dragging and the tread of Jimmy choo shoes decorated the quiet atmosphere in the dark parking area. Arman stopped swinging his legs for a moment, when the corner of his eye saw something quite strange.

Yes, the elevator doors are still open even after a long time. For some reason, his eyes were mischievous to stare in the elevator even longer.

The door seemed to be pressed by someone!

The moment it opens, the moment it closes!

What's the elevator like tonight?

Is it broken?' Arman's heart felt strange. Shrugging his shoulders, he didn't want to know about the elevator, so he continued walking.

The elevator was empty, only the door was open and closed many times. But in the eyes of the 'caretaker' who observed Arman's behavior with the elevator, he knew and saw that the board looked like a kebayan grandmother pressing the elevator button. The ugly face of the kebayan grandmother who seems to be aware that she is being observed by someone keeps turning to 'Pak Jaga'.

'Pak jaga' continues to recite what prayers he knows for protection. The old grandmother continued to fade away. The elevator door closed without opening again.