Behind the Eyes of INDIGO
Ziva House

Around ten p.m., Alia reached home. As soon as he went straight into the room and turned off his phone.

His mind was covered with annoyance, but not usually Alia as regretful as it was just because of a small thing.

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The next day Alia actually had a lecture schedule at 10, but she left at 7 am from home because she wanted to go to the library and look for a reference book to complete her task.

At half-nine in the morning the new library was opened. Alia went inside and became the first visitor of the day. The atmosphere of that morning was still very quiet because there was only Alia who came to visit.

"Too many negative auras" Alia said in her heart.

After finding the book she needed, Alia went out and headed to the park to do her job. He sat under a fairly shady tree in the garden near the canteen.

Drrr..... Drrrtt...

Suddenly Alia's phone vibrates, and it turns out it was a call from Ziva. Alia immediately picked up the phone happily.

"Assalamualaikum mba Ziva?"

"Walaikumsalam, Alia how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah good..."

The two of them chat long enough until Ziva finally tells him that he will soon be engaged and invites Alia to come to his show.

"When's the show?"

"Tomorrow afternoon"

"What a sudden look?"

It sounds like Alia is still talking to Ziva over the phone. After she finished talking, Alia closed her phone.

"Astaghfiullah!!"

Alia felt very surprised when suddenly there was Irfan sitting next to her. His feelings also turned irritated from shock.

"Hi, who's on the phone?" ask Irfan.

"Mba Ziva" Alia replied with a brief and flat facial expression.

"You still angry? I'm sorry dad"

While holding out a bar of Alia's favorite chocolate. When Alia's annoyance disappeared, her flat face now immediately smiled because it was happy to see the chocolate given by Irfan.

The relationship between the two also improved, they chatted a lot until Alia forgot to work on the task, but for Alia it does not matter because the task is for next Sunday.

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The next day Alia was dressed very well and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going, son?" ask Mia Ma.

"My friend wants mah's fiancee" replied Alia.

"Oh, yeah you've been careful well, don't go home too late"

"Oke Mah, then Alia said yes first"

Ms. Mia smiled as Alia said goodbye and kissed her hand. Alia immediately went out and picked up the bike, she began to travel to Ziva's house.

On the trip Alia accidentally met with Mita, and finally they walked together because Alia had never come to Ziva's house.

Alia and Mita arrived at Ziva's house, and it was already crowded and many guests were coming. Shortly after the arrival of Alia and Mita, the event began.

All of Ziva's extended family and his fiancee come to witness their engagement. After several hours passed finally the event was finished, one by one the guests and members of the extended family began to go home and only the nuclear family remained.

Alia and Mita are still sitting in the living room while helping to clear up the rest of the event.

"Why Zi?" ask Mita.

"I want to let you see something with you"

Alia and Mita are silent, they wonder what Ziva wants to show.

Ziva turns out to invite Alia and Mita up to the top floor in his house, there are three rooms on the floor, namely Ziva's room, her brother and another room that is not used.

As soon as he went upstairs, Alia's feeling instantly changed, he felt an extremely powerful mystical aura yet still tried to calm down.

Ziva invites Alia and Mita into his room. In the room it looks very simple like a woman's room in general, but what attracts the attention of Alia is a very piercing cold in the room.

Alia and Mita look around while Ziva sits on the bed smiling and gazing at her engagement ring.

"This is your room" asked Alia.

Ziva just nodded with a smile.

"This is seriously your room Zi?" ask Mita.

"This is my room"

Ziva got up from his seat and pulled Alia and Mita's hands out onto the balcony.

"What a cool view from here" said Alia.

"Eh this is whose room is Zi?" mita asked while pointing to a room that was right in front of the balcony door.

"This used to be my room as a child, but now I'm moving into that room" Ziva replied.

"Can I come in?" ask Alia.

"May, just go in"

Slowly Alia set her foot into the room that had not been occupied for a long time. At first glance there is nothing strange, there is only a pile of unused items, the place has actually been made into a warehouse.

While walking around, there was one thing that caught Alia's attention, which was a painting hanging on the wall.

The painting looks old and worn. A painting of a woman who looks very beautiful with a bright blue hijab and a charming smile.

Mita suddenly stood next to Alia and both stared at the painting hanging on the wall, then they stared at each other.

"That's my sister" said Ziva who was very understanding about the question in the minds of Alia and Mita.

"Oh so this is your sister you tell me that often?" said Mita.

"Yes, it's a pity that I can't go home at today's event" Ziva replied with a lethargic face.

"He's alive?" alia asked in shock.

Mita and Ziva looked towards Alia, they were both very shocked to hear Alia's question. Seeing the expressions on Ziva and Mita's faces, Alia realized that the question was very wrong, because Ziva's facial gaze had already explained that her brother was still alive. But Alia's feelings never seemed to be able to be lied to if she really felt a very piercing cold from the painting.

The aura that came out of the female figure in the painting was very different, and made Alia even more curious.

"I'm sorry, but I smell the scent of a dead person" Alia said softly.

"I think it's just the aura of the creature that occupies this painting" Mita said.

Ziva invites Mita and Alia to return to his room and talk there.

Ziva explained that his brother actually had a twin, and it was his twin who had died a long time ago.

"If you could know he died why mba?" Alia tried asking to dispel the curiosity in her mind.

Ziva was silent for a moment, sighing, he had been reluctant to tell the events that befell his two brothers, but after a long time of thinking, he was finally willing to remember and tell.