GIRL IN RED
CHAPTER 4. I WANT TO MARRY YOU
"Male."
Atash seriously watched his sister. His eyes did not blink. Something seized his curiosity long ago, as if he was communicating with another figure in the form of his only puppet sister.
Aria, her sister's name. Sitting face to face with Atash, separated from one table between the two of them.
"Aria, does everything feel good?" ask Atash seriously.
Aria, wearing red pajamas. Nodding firmly. His smile was expensive. A cup of milk warms them up in the morning. The weather was clear, the light of the Sun barged in from the window of the room that opened the curtains.
"The world is beautiful" Aria said a sentence that Atash said sounded strange.
Atash was astonished. The change in his brother's condition was too fast. In less than a year, her sister became a singer, going viral all over the world. If what happened, Atash also did not understand. But it's not about Aria's cleverness in vocal work that makes Atash feel awkward, but more than that. Aria's recovery in time is relatively fast, after the disease is chronic and almost claimed the life of his sister.
"Miracle?" Atash suddenly interrupted while looking at his eyes did not escape from Aria. His sister's expression was not that of a sick person. Though Aria, since childhood suffered from congenital abnormalities in her lungs.
"I really like to sing, it feels like ... Heaven Porch. On stage, I felt free expression, like a happy harvest" Aria said. The phrase felt like it was not from an earth creature.
Only Atash, her brother, knows the real name of the singer Red Angel. Aria, 17 year old girl's name. Behind the name of Red Angel soared since famous as a singer, Aria is only a sufferer of pneumonia.
"Tell me the truth, what really happened?" ask Atash. Trying to catch the answer flashed on Aria's face harbored laughter.
"Why?" Atash made it a little tense.
"What does that smile mean?" ask Atash again. Broke also laughs Aria.
"Sister in love?!" Aria covered her laughter with both palms. Crisp sound giggling softly. But Atash ignored his sister to make fun of Shinta who he met a few days ago. Aria's strange laughter further seizes Atash's suspicions.
"Who are you in my sister's body?" Atash does not speak. Escape from Aria's jokes.
"Son't you have a crush on Shinta's mom?" the rest of Aria's laughter shook her shoulders. This time Atash did not dodge anymore. His brother is handsome but single until now.
"Come, confess ...," said Aria, slightly teasing her eyebrows up and down.
"Until when did you just befriend the bones of the past?" aria asked, turning her suspicious brother's question over.
It is not Aria's sentence that makes Atash astonished and strange. But every word that his sister said, felt deep. Like a pathetic figure of speech.
"Who inhabits my sister's body?" ask Atash again. But Aria was silent this time.
"Can I ... not hide from you any longer?" aria's remarks further convinced Atash that there was something strange behind Aria's actions the past year.
"It's not just a miracle, it's an awkward one" Atash said. Exactly her suspicion all this time. But only now, Atash ventured to ask him directly.
"Whoever you are, I don't blame you. As long as you don't hurt my sister," Atash said. While Aria, began to awkwardly hold onto a cup of warm milk. His fingers were trembling, Atash knew that.
"At least, I want to get to know you more" Atash continued in a gentle tone, not wanting to scare Aria.
"Silver has the ability to see things invisible, different from others," Aria said starting another topic of conversation.
"I'm a surgeon. I'm also a forensic assistant doctor. Which forensic expert didn't come into contact with the dead body?" ask Atash back. Staring straight at the pair of Aria's eyes, implying a curse and a hidden secret.
"I often meet those who are dead," continued Atash not much further ado, ".. or .. those who meet me."
"I love a gift from Big Brother," Aria pulled out a necklace with a pendant from behind her chest, covered in the pajamas she was wearing.
Atash just woke up. That locket.
"Aah!" somewhat suffocating he recalled the thing that had been used as a birthday gift for Aria last year.
"That ...," closed Atash's eyes with a sigh.
"This pendant, Blood Red Cross," said Aria smiling broadly, paying attention to her own pendant. Unable to prevent, his teeth were lined up neatly.
The locket was taken wherever Aria went. Atash also observed the objects in the form of flower carvings. In the center was a kind of faint red crystal. Even he only knows now, if the carving is called a flower cempaka. At first, it was thought to be a rose.
But one thing made Atash frown.
'Because of Blood, what else is it?' wonder enveloped his mind. More and more convinced, that something possessed Aria. Something to do with the locket in question.
'Beeping ....'
'Beeping ....'
'Beeping ....'
The phone alarm lay not far away on the table, slightly disrupting Atash's mind. He immediately turned it off.
"I go down first" said Atash. Actually want to discuss more about Aria's pendant. But the schedule was packed daily, forcing Atash to hurry, heading towards the ground floor of the residence of the two of them.
"Aria" said Atash before going down the stairs, turning to Aria.
"Keep the locket well" Atash said. Aria smiled and nodded.
"With my life," answered Aria briefly.
Sounded surprised, but Atash did not have much free time to ignore Aria's sentence. There is important work to be dealt with immediately.
Not delaying any longer, Atash headed downstairs. His footsteps descended the stairs. Once downstairs, he was about to go down another floor below. It was a light switch along the corridor of the stairs to the basement. Quite illuminating yet quite vague as only one light was lit from the six sets of lights overall.
At the end of the stairs, a door greeted him. Atash opened the door unlocked. There is a large room, arranged complete work device, autopsy table, digital microscope, one computer and printing machine.one 6000 watt floodlight device commonly used by medical doctors for surgical procedures. Also some posters about human body and bone charts, mounted on the wall around the room.
One is located in the corner of the room, a special closet stores workpieces or valuables found. One more thing, a special refrigerator for storage of the body. But it's been a long time that the closet is empty.
Today, there is a lot of work. It's been a few days delayed. One black tarpaulin plastic bag, the contents are full. Atash opened the bag and took out all its contents lined up on the autopsy table and medical and surgical floodlights, also turned on.
Plastic sound in the room silence. Atash touches something among things of value lined up. A kind of bone.
"What's this?" Atash put both his eyes wide.
Flipping through various sides, the lump in his fist, was true that the bone that had been covered in thick but dry moss. Revisited rocks or animal fossils like other artifacts.
"Bone ...?!" Atash scrunched his forehead. Under the sharp floodlights, the thing that was his attention. Proven the form of bone.
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