
Nalesha and Zael are in a mall. They're taking the escalator. Nalesha's view is fixed on the big window of the mall where out there is a tall building that reads Gunindra One.
"You want clothes?" Ask Zael.
Nalesha's attention was diverted to him. "Can I?"
"As long as we're here, choose good clothes. You only have a few clothes in the house" said Zael.
"All right."
They went looking for nice clothes. In addition to choosing clothes for herself, Nalesha also chose clothes for Zael.
"You're so handsome wearing that black shirt. Actually you're better suited to wear black than purple" Nalesha said.
"What's wrong with purple? What does purple mean to the human race?" Ask Zael.
Nalesha replied, "There is no special meaning, but usually men wear neutral colors such as black, white, gray, red, blue, and army green."
"For the drucless nation, that purple color was the color of the nobles. Only the upper nobles can wear it" Zael said.
"If someone wears a purple sweater, it means he's a descendant of the upper class nobles?" It was Nalesha's turn to ask.
"The purple sweater commonly used by humans comes from a mixture of blue and red if not wrong, while the purple color of the drucless nobles comes from pure stone. Therefore, the purple color in the drucless world was extremely rare," Zael replied.
"Is that so, huh?" Nalesha seemed to think.
Meanwhile in Gumelar Group building. Farhan put his important documents into the glass cabinet and then he got out and entered the elevator leading to the parking lot.
When the elevator opened, two masked men attacked him. Farhan surprised. Fights are inevitable again. Farhan fought them as best he could. One of them carried a knife and stabbed Farhan in the stomach several times.
Zael's steps stopped. Looking at Zael who stopped stepping, Nalesha also stopped.
Zael heard the squealing sound of car tires. The color of his eyes turned orange. Nalesha was surprised to see that. He spread his gaze around then placed his sunglasses on Zael.
Zael's deafening explosive sound. Intermittent roar of breath and weakened heart rate.
"Where? Where's where?" Nalesha asked worriedly.
Zael looked at Nalesha. "Near the forest to my house."
"Huh? What are we doing all the way here for?" Nalesha Gerrutu.
"I think we should save him right away. Who knows, we can help him from the dead" Zael said.
Farhan drove his car at high speed. Behind him were several cars chasing. Farhan looked very worried. He saw the road leading to his house closed. He had to find another way, but another road was closed.
Zael and Nalesha had already reached home in the middle of the forest. Zael's eyes turned orange again. The man tried to hear again, but the voice he had heard in the mall disappeared as he and Nalesha returned to the forest house. His eyes turned brown again.
"I should know where the man is now, but I can't hear him anymore. I couldn't help him alive" said Zael.
Nalesha was moved to see Zael blaming himself for the uncertain death of someone. Car accidents or death are commonplace in the human world.
Nalesha never thought if it was something that needed to be in question, as long as it was not involved. But Zael is different. Aside from the penance he committed, the man seemed sincere and worried about someone he did not recognize, not even his people.
"Didn't you say it's your job to help a dying man to solve the injustice in his life. So, you can't save them from death" Nalesha said.
Zael held Nalesha's arms together. "That's my problem. I always feel guilty when I see the human race die in front of me."
Nalesha stared at Zael's orange bead.
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^^^19.30 | 22 April 2021^^^
^^By Ucu Irna Marhamah ^^^