Behind the Eyes of INDIGO
Her long hair...

Azam then twisted Alia's body so that behind him, he then told Alia to sit on a chair, then he removed Alia's hair tie and stroked her.

Alia was still astonished by Azam's behavior, in her heart wondering what exactly Azam would do.

"May I comb your hair?" ask Azam.

Alia only nodded even though she was shocked when she heard those words. The long hair was now broken and covered the entire back up to his waist because his hair was so long that it exceeded his waist.

Alia's hair shape is very straight and soft even though almost every day she binds it and always she rolls using a hair tie, but the volume of her hair is very thin.

"You are not angry if it turns out my hair.I colored like this" said Alia somewhat doubtful.

Azam shook his head while smiling.

"I know you have a reason for this" Azam said.

Slowly he touched Alia's hair from the top of her head to the ends.

Slowly Azam combed all the long hair belonging to his wife. He was amazed by the beauty of long hair owned by Alia.

Every time he touched the strand of hair, Azam's hand actually felt a lot of pain because it was like burning his hand, but he still tried to calm down and showed a smile on his face reflected in the mirror and seen by Alia.

This was the first time Azam had seen the entirety of Alia's hair and also touched it, the hair that they had known from the very beginning had made Azam very curious because of her enormous negative aura.

Now he began to understand all about Alia, about the things that always make him change following his mood and also the things that make his mind easily disturbed. It turns out that it all lies in his hair, hair that turns out to always be used as a comfortable residence by creatures in long white dresses, very beautiful faces and long hair with very black color. A creature that always comes out at midnight and dominates the body of Alia, who always feel not accepted if there are other creatures who want to enter the body of Alia, and it turns out that the creature is a whole itself.

"Mas.." said Alia slowly.

"Yes why? you don't like me combing your hair like this?" ask Azam.

"Not that, actually, I was always afraid when I saw the reflection of my face in the mirror at night" said Alia.

"Now there's no need to be afraid anymore"

Azam continued to comb Alia's hair until it was finished, his left hand began to tremble because of the pain that continued to stab his fingers, but his right hand still tried to move the comb from top to bottom, so he could move the comb from top to bottom, it was as if he was in a telepathic war with a creature residing in Alia's hair.

Actually Alia felt there was something strange happening to her, but she still tried to be quiet because she appreciated Azam who looked so serious combing her hair. Before long Alia's feelings become more and more unpleasant, her mind is in turmoil and she begins to be unable to control herself anymore. His head was hot as if it was burning, he looked at the mirror in front of him, but what he saw now was no longer the image of his face, but the shadow of the woman's face that has made Alia feel afraid when reflecting at night.

Alia woke up quickly and turned her body to Azam. Both of his eyes glared and the look on his face had already turned furious.

Alia walked towards Azam very slowly while tilting her head left and right, her face showing an expression like wanting to immediately devour and eliminate the person before her now. The atmosphere became very quiet because the day was getting night.

Alia laughed loudly, but Azam just stood up while praying, azam's eyes focused on Alia's two eyes that had a blank look because her mind was being controlled by a creature that lives in her beautiful hair. No one else could hear the sound of laughter, as the sound of laughter was coming out from Alia's mouth in her subconscious, only the people in the room could hear it.

"Ambun purun-urun pirsa tirah terah, nopo maleh kantos mekewedi chapter ingkang dede your business (do not dare to look further, what else to disturb things that are not your business)" Alia said those words in a very soft and slow but also sharp voice.

"Kawula wanti-wanti!" alia said with a heavy voice.

The voice did indeed come from Alia's mouth, but it was very clear it was unlike Alia's usual voice. He was now standing right in front of Azam with a very close distance, his long hair was messy and partially covered his face, it made him look scary and very similar to the creature that was now possessing him.

"Look! you may approach my descendants, but you must not disturb them at all to the point of hurting them! if you try to eliminate me, then you will make him lose some of himself!" said Alia with a very flat tone, she also still speaks using Javanese chromo like old people.

Azam was speechless after hearing those words, he felt extremely shocked after hearing the statement from the Alia elder.

Azam did intend to remove the negative aura attached to Alia's hair, but he did not expect it to be part of Alia.

Shortly after, Alia lost consciousness and fainted. Azam quickly caught Alia and laid her on the bed.

Azam sat down beside Alia while looking at her face. He felt guilty for already doing things that might disturb and make Alia's body feel pain. From that moment on, determined to no longer disturb the creature that lives in Alia's hair and try to accept the excess that his wife has.

After that he woke up and tried to bandage the wound on his left hand, then he sat down next to Alia and waited for her to wake up.

"Mas.." said Alia who suddenly opened her eyes.

"Ragasy you're aware?"

Alia tried to get up and sit next to Azam, she saw her husband's left hand wrapped in gauze and grabbed it.

"You're hurt again? sorry I well, I always make you hurt like this" Alia said slowly.

"Hey why are you talking about that? it's not because of you, it's me who should apologize for making you faint" Azam replied.

Alia asks what happened, and Azam explains everything without anything he covers, thinking that it might be better if they open up to each other and do not cover anything.

Alia's countenance changed after hearing all Azam's explanations, she looked at her hair anxiously.

"You don't be afraid, I was wrong, if I didn't bother him first, I wouldn't have been hurt" Azam said, trying to calm Alia down.

Alia just smiled and hugged Azam, Azam returned Alia's embrace and tried to caress her hair, but she again felt surprised because her hands did not feel pain when touching Alia's hair.