DEATH WARRANT
THE UNEXPECTED WORLD

It's getting dark. The rain outside had not stopped making the aura of the parlor even colder felt piercing into the bones.

Instantly I remembered my brother who had told a series from Japan that the main character of the series wanted to create a world without war, conflict and crime then he reorganized the world order by binding all humans with his power and then releasing half the earth's population, until he changed all human memories and made her known as a goddess in this new world life.

At that time I laughed to see his body that has a large chest and his age is mature but still carried away the atmosphere of the series he watched.

At that time I remember once said, May not our world today be the formation of the goddess. Though it is just a work of fiction from someone, where maybe such a thing exists in the real world. Maybe someone has supernatural powers in real life. Such a thing, IT'S VERY UNLIKELY.

“Kak... Brother, Missya!” Nayla patted the table in front of me, then sat down next to me.

Hearing that clap, I suddenly woke up from the daydream. “ Hell's Notes? Whatchu mean? Wh-what is that?''

“Whatever is written on that note can be real!”

''Ha!''

Amelia used to buy horror and mystery books for her, even though I knew her age looked very strange to like the genre of books that smelled like that. That's all that's going through my head right now. Nayla who was recently hit by a severe depression might make her wild fantasies and imaginations this way.

I slide my ass closer and hold his shoulder. “Alright, how about you come with me to the city and stay there?’’

His eyes gave off a strange hue. His two eyebrows were about to meet and his trembling lips lifted slowly. “Don't you think I'm crazy, huh?" with a very serious face.

I shook my smile.

His face was so red. “Aren't you curious what happened to Miss Kirana?...Aren't you wondering where she knows that you're a member of the police…? Does it not appear in your head the question why the beloved sister Amelia made her beloved sister stay in a place like this?’’ his voice hangs in the room.

I was silent, shocked to see Nayla's very serious face, how did she know that I was looking for those answers? Or maybe the Hell Note that he said was indeed there.

“What do you mean? What's that…. Hell's Notes? Do you know everything?’’

Nayla's speechless. Just for a moment, he again showed the distinctive smile of a predator who thought his prey was trapped. Whether this is something good or bad I have to dig up anything from him.

“Alright, if you really want to know everything... I have a condition to fulfill!”

“Terms... Come on Nayla.’’

“I joined Amelia's search, '' she said quickly.

“Nayla, you know I'm a cop, in an investigation like this... I can't just decide like a teacher taking his sister or brother on a trip to Lake Toba. C'mon!”

“If I have proof, can I?’’

My eyes blinked rapidly. “PROOF?”

“Yes, Proven– is not your real destination here looking for it.'’ Nyeleneh.

“Shortly, then how do I get you out of here, Notny_’’

“Contact with Amelia's agency, then tell the old man sitting out there that his agency told you to take me, '’ he said.

“Then, where is the evidence? Do you want to show me those hell records? Come on Nayla don't joke..”

“Yes, I'll show you that note,” he asserted with full confidence.

I just kept listening to him.

“Not just that. Starting from the questions you want to look for. how Amelia can become an artist. Everyone, replied this girl convincingly.

I sizzled in my heart, she knew it! Or is it just a guess?

Honest in my heart, I wanted to laugh at him. I would laugh out loud if the strange fantasy was just a prank, then go home reporting the results, no information to be had from his family.

It was getting darker and the light of the white light that had just lit illuminated the whole room with magnificent ornaments and classical objects in the living room.

''If you really want to see it, come upstairs with me!" Take Nayla to the corner of the room after turning on the lights.

"To top?" I looked into his confident eyes.

"Yes, you want proof, right?"

I assented and stood up to follow him, seen on the floor of the stairs remains of blood splashes that have not been cleaned by Mr. Yandri's wife. This magnificent old building seems to be the former of a colonial palace.

Seen on the walls of the stairs plastered some photos of the Dutch.

"Who exactly is the owner of this home?" Askaqua.

"Berend, he's a Dutchman who recognizes the country's independence, I don't know much about this place."

I just follow from behind. Every now and then I glance and think of the incident of how the mother of the parlour could fall from this wide and rough staircase.

Did he have a low blood disease, so when he walked quickly on these stairs made him fall, my steps came to a halt. A woman of her age could not possibly fall on a ladder like this. Wild thoughts popped into my head.

"What have you been doing all this time?Haven't you been here a long time?" I walked quickly up to chase after Nayla who was already upstairs.

"Sir Misya, in this house I can only talk to that mother."

"Mom Kirana.. Meaning?'' I turned my head towards her after predicting at what rung the mother slipped on.

"Yes, that's the rule"

"Rules?"

"Amelia made it."

"What really happened to Amelia until she thought that way?"

"Are you senile? After I come with you, I'll tell you everything." the argument then let me. "Come in!"

The room is quite interesting, every corner of the room books neatly arranged. It must be all novels.

I sat on the bed in the middle of the room and I looked around the room and saw some clothes hanging neatly, some dirty clothes were scattered on the floor and in the corner of the room there was an open laptop with a charger.

''If Amel didn't take care of you, where did the books and all this come from?" I was trying to lure her to talk about Amelia.

"In addition to eating only that which he gave. nearly five years this."

"Oh yeah, your mattress doesn't show your brother's indifference, does it seem?"

Nayla was just silent no matter what my response was. The girl scavenged the book arranged in the corner of the front desk of her bed and then unpacked some books. He lowered his head to pick up a few pieces of paper that had fallen under the table. I just kept watching him.

"Well, read and detail this note!" Nayla handed him two sheets of paper that were slightly dull and splattered in black. HVS-wide paper written in handwriting." What'sthis?"

"Hell Records!" she was with a special smile of hers.

Suddenly I looked up with wide eyes to see it.

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