Eiman's POV
I open the door to Amni's house. Suprise, suprise she's there sipping a cup of coffee. Alone.
"Eiman! Lain kali bagi salam lah." She laughs.
I walk through the door and closed it behind my back. "Assalamualaikum. " I smiled.
She smiled back in return.
"Camne ngan suami baru?" I asked her, grabbing a chair as I sit beside her.
"Majlis tu esok lah!" She hit me from the back. Hard enough to feel the pain, soft enough to not leave any wounds. Damn she's strong.
"Lah, esok pun esok lah." I nudged her playfully.
She laughs at the thought then continued dringking her coffee. "Kau ok tak dengan kematian Aleesha?"
I twitch at the question. She doesn't know. Does she? Poor soul. "Lah, saya ok je." I lied. I poured myself a cup of coffee.
"Kau buat apa kat sini?" Amni turns to face me.
"Saja, nak ajak kau terbang." I made up an idea on the spot.
"Eh, best ah kau ni, shapeshifter. Kau boleh tukar jadi apa apa je." Amni leans back on her wooden chair. I watch her carefully as I sip my tea.
"Jom! Kau naik aku." I called her as I walked out of her house.
She followed me from behind.
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"EIMAN! TINGGI SANGAT WEEH!!" She grips on my shirt. I laughed at her voice. What about I-
"EIMAN! APASAAAAAAAAAAL!!!!!" Amni's voice rings in my ear as she falls down to the forest.
I wish I could just let her fall. Hear her the terror in her screams. But no. I swooped her on the last minute and swung her to my back. She looks traumatized. Great.
"Ko jangan buat macam tu dah." She tells me.
"Ye lah," I giggled.
