Sevika

Sevika datang ke kantor Silko sekali lagi. Dia duduk di meja dan menghela napas berat, setelah satu menit terdiam, dia menatap kursi tempat Silko biasa duduk.

-Aku bahkan tidak bisa memastikan kalau kau sudah mati, dan aku masih harus membereskan kekacauanmu.

Dia mendesis melalui giginya dan meremas pisau yang digenggam di tangan kanannya. Sementara itu, kau sudah seperti putri bagi Silko. Kau sedang berbaring di rak paling atas dan mendengar semua perkataan Sevika, tetapi dia bahkan tidak menyadarimu.

-Ya Tuhan, Bibi, apa kau sudah gila? Berbicara dengan orang mati.

Ucapmu dengan seringai tipis, dan kemudian Sevika, yang terkejut, melemparkan pisaunya tepat ke arah kayu, mengenai kepangan rambutmu.

Sevika came to Silko's office once again. She sat down at the table and sighed heavily, after a minute of silence she looked at the chair where Silko had been sitting.

-I can't check that you're dead, and I'm still cleaning up your mess.

She hissed through her teeth and squeezed the knife that she held in her first hand. Meanwhile, you were already like a daughter to Silko. You were lying on the top shelf and heard all of Sevika's words, but she didn't even notice you.

-Oh my God, lady, are you crazy? Talking to a dead person.

You said with a slight grin, and then Sevika, taken by surprise, threw the knife straight into the wood, catching your braid.