The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Weirdo

I walked over to the bathtub and shook Raihan's shoulder." Rai, wake up why is the bath sleeping? Wake up, wake up."

"Mr.."Say it after opening his eyes.

"Kok sleeping here anyway pity zain long soaking can catch a cold."

"Sorry baby. I snuck Zain's back, eh he slept."

"Why do you sleep?"

"Even how the hell angel in Zain's hug. Especially if you take a dip here."

"That's why you're a bitch." Raihan laughed crisply. Suddenly Zain squirmed. Our conversation was disturbing his sleep.

"Mama."Zain.

"Hey, my mother's handsome boy. How is Bob here anyway? you can catch a cold, baby."

"Wait in the room, let me clean up Zain." I agree with Raihan's desire to bathe Zain. I waited for him in my room.

Ten minutes later Raihan came out of the bathroom looking very fresh. Her hair was wet and her body was wrapped in a kimono towel. Similarly, Zain who was in his carrier wearing a small kimono towel and wet hair as well. They smiled in unison at me and I returned their smiles. If noticed they are exactly like a papa and child because they have almost similar facial lines and a charming smile.

"We had breakfast at the seasonal taste downstairs, baby. After breakfast we go to the boutique." Raihan said while I was wearing Zain's clothes.

I turned towards him as Raihan was wearing his pants and immediately I turned my eyes back to Zain."To boutique. What's for?"

"Find the wedding dress dong dear."

"If in the boutique the price must be very expensive, Rai. Just look in a regular store there's got to be."

"My money will not run out if just buy a wedding dress mba. After all, if in the boutique we can order the wedding dress model we want. After all, this wedding dress to wear once in our lifetime dear and to remember our memories as well."

I let out a breath. What Raihan said was right. The wedding dress we will use for once in our lifetime and for the remembrance of memories. Talking about the wedding dress I remember my first wedding with Surya mas. Boro boro luxury wedding party bridal dress only can rent in neighbors.

"Yes Rai, it's up to you."

"That's it, dear." Raihan smiled then walked towards me and Zain." Here mba, let me finish it mba shower first gih." He volunteered to dress Zain up.

"Did I not trouble you?"

"Absolutely not." Then he took Zain's pants that I was holding." Been there showering first, let me put Zain's pants on." Reciprocity.

"Thank you, Rai." I said and went to the bathroom.

We walked together to an elevator that would take us to the place that Raihan mentioned earlier and was located on the fifty-first floor. After the elevator door opened while holding Zain Raihan holding my hand and then led me outside to enter a seasonal taste or hotel restaurant that we stopped by.

Raihan took me to an empty table located at the corner and beside him could see the scenery outside.

I looked towards the place pointed by Raihan. There are many kinds of dishes in the form of breakfast menu.

"I. It's up to you Rai to eat breakfast." So many choices and looks good I asked Raihan to choose it for me.

"Yes, I've been waiting here."

A few minutes later. Raihan returned with a tray in his hand and placed the tray on the table. There are two dishes of seafood fried rice, chicken porridge, two orange juice, three mineral water, two plates of fruit pieces.

I fed Zain first even though Raihan asked him to feed Zain I didn't want to. It just doesn't feel good constantly bothering him.

In the middle of about to enter the porridge into the mouth of Zain arrived behind us the sound of the glass falling off contact just makes Zain surprised and accidentally spoon containing the porridge was nudged by Zain's arm and then spilled about my hijab.

"Sorry mom!"zain said, his clear eyes began to look glass maybe he was afraid I was angry with him.

I smiled so that Zain wouldn't be afraid of me." It's okay, honey. This can be cleaned with water later."

"Rai, where's the toilet?" I asked Raihan who was calming Zain down so as not to cry.

"That's right there mba." Point it in a direction and I follow it.

"I'll take Zain for a second?" Say it and then stand up.

"Yes heart mba."

I walked towards the toilet pointed by Raihan and entered the female toilet. After being in the toilet it looks quiet but there is one toilet that seems to have residents.

In front of the big mirror I opened my hijab which I was going to clean first from the yellow porridge attached to the side of my head because I thought this toilet was a woman's toilet so it doesn't matter if I opening the hijab here. After my hijab has been cleaned, I scrape my long hair to justify the already slightly sagging loop.

When I was brushing my hair and combing with my hands, the toilet filled with people opened. I turned around to see who that person was and it turned out that person was a mature woman even looking old but modern or like a socialite. He who was justifying his clothes on the doorstep of the toilet turned his head towards me.

My two eyebrows were intertwined looking at the woman's expression. Both of his eyes were perfect. His mouth was wide open looking at me.

"Ti.no, ti.dak, no way.ko.kau su.su is dead. You're dead." Said the woman with a brick and her lips trembled while sticking her body on the toilet wall.

I don't understand what happened to that woman. I walked closer to him but he was avoiding me more and more while feeling the touch of the toilet wall and his body seemed to tremble. He looked scared to see me.

"Ti.no, ja.don't."

Brugh

The woman hit the toilet trash can and fell to her high heel but she immediately stood up and ran in droves to the outside of the toilet without using high heel.

"That's weird. What's with that woman? why is he so scared to see me? am I a ghost because I have long hair." I spoke to myself as I stared at the pair of high heels that were lying on the floor.