
Alia fell silent and looked towards her brother, she felt very sorry for not being able to save the two old men.
"Well..." Alia held onto the part of her neck that hurt again.
"Why you?" ask Azam.
"Ah no papa, this is just ordinary pain"
Alia has always felt pain in the back of the head to the nape of the neck, the pain usually comes when before Maghrib time and shortly after the passing of time isya, but he always thought that it was just because of fatigue, because the pain would not last long, but he also did not expect to feel the pain again even after he realized from the coma.
"Can I hold your head?" ask Azam slowly.
Alia looked back at her brother as if asking what he thought. The figure of Alia's sister nodded while smiling at Alia, then Alia nodded at Azam.
Azam slowly began to put his right palm on top of Alia's head which was still wrapped in bandages. He read some of the letters of the Qur'an in his heart.
After finishing Azam pulled back his hand, but he looked a bit weak and said goodbye to Alia to come out. While Alia was just speechless, she tried to talk to her brother.
"Sister.my head feels lighter! like it has been taken something that makes me feel burdened" said Alia in her heart.
"You're lucky Alia..."
For the first time Alia heard her sister's voice, before she had never even been able to see her brother's figure for a long time, but now she felt more free.
Since coming out, Azam has not been seen again until Alia fell asleep. Ms. Mia went in and fell asleep on the chair while putting her head next to Alia, then Pak Aji slept on the floor with the mat she brought from home.
*****
The next day around 8 am all friends of Alia who underwent KKN together came to visit him except Azam and Nafisah. They had already promised to meet in front of the hospital heading to Alia's ward together.
Alia who since dawn just daydreamed while thinking about something to make her head hurt, now feels comforted because there are so many people who come and see it.
"Alia.. sorry well we just came now, because yesterday we all ran out of the house of the late Bu Murniati" explained Sandra.
"Yes no papa" replied Alia briefly with a smile on her face.
"What condition are you in? any better?" ask Afi.
"My legs can not move, do not know until when" said Alia while looking down.
"Patience well, we all support you anyway" said Afi
They were all chatting and joking around to relieve the boredom of Alia who had only been in the room all day. Meanwhile, Alia's parents are outside to give Alia time to gather with her friends.
"Assynoltom..."
"Goddessalam..."
Suddenly Nafisah appeared from behind the door of the room with a flat face and as usual, her gaze was very cold and sharp.
"Em I. I have something to talk to Alia about" she said.
"Oh what are you talking about? just talk about it" said Alia.
"This is quite important, and for both of us" said Nafisah.
Alia looked towards her other friends, she was not at all good to have to throw them all away just to talk to Nafisah.
"Oh, I don't know, we went outside first, let's go, guys!" said Anton who understood very well with the intention of Nafisah.
Everything immediately went outside the room, only Nafisah and Alia were left now. Nafisah glanced towards the figure of the woman in white clothes who was standing to the left of Alia.
"He's my brother, no papa, you talk" said Alia.
Nafisah sighed then took out a very small glass bottle from her bag. The glass bottle was like a non-alcoholic perfume bottle that Alia had seen in stores, but inside it was a black feather submerged in oil.
"What's that?" ask Alia astonished.
"The name is feather perindu.." said Nafisah slowly.
"Ah I've heard it before, but I've never seen it in person, it turns out it's like that. Is that yours?" alia said very innocently.
"You know what it's for?"
"Well, Zizi told me about it"
"He also told me that Irfan had this thing?"
Alia fell silent, she became confused as to what Nafisah wanted to talk about by asking such questions.
"Just get to the point, I don't understand"
"So I saw Irfan, he spoke to Azam. She was so worried about you, she told Azam everything, and I accidentally heard it"
"Irfan, until yesterday I was even still thinking about him, but since this morning it is no longer" said Alia.
"He used this oil, to lure you!"
"What!?"
"Initially he was just a fad, he wanted to try how much you are capable of, once tried, it failed, it failed, then he tried for the second time and until the third time can only get your attention even a little. Over time he began to really like you, then he also sang charmers and mind-boggling spells in order to get closer to you, so your girlfriend, so, and the only person in your heart and mind. If a layman, just once use this oil then he will immediately go crazy on the person who wears it, but on you, he is a bit difficult because the barrier in your body is quite strong. It should be that such science and mantras can't work for you either, but since from the very beginning you can't fully accept that excess, always refusing to learn how to control it, you know, and continue to cover your abilities in order to live like a normal person in general, it makes Irfan can easily penetrate and captivate your Sukma. If it was a commoner, he would probably have gone mad from receiving it for just a year, yet you could last for almost 3 years, I am so amazed at you. During this time, Irfan deliberately caused misunderstandings so that you hated Azam, and it also made me misunderstand so that he continued to hate you. I always thought you were too stupid and hard-hearted because you could not see Azam's kindness at all, but it turns out that your eyes were already closed due to the effects of Irfan's actions. Irfan always hides it because he already really loves you, but. keisengannya back he did when he saw Meisya until now he was trapped because of his own actions."
"Has right, all this time I always felt pain in the neck every day before Maghrib time, and every night I always think of Irfan even if only briefly" murmured Alia.
"One more person who used to terrorize you, so you have to throw away your bed, that's also Irfan"