HOW MANY people in the world are lucky enough to live in peace? Living without as heavy a responsibility as he has? Unusual responsibility that rested on him even though he did not fully understand everything.
They are very lucky. Ah, hopefully all of that is not applicable to the place he is currently walking. Because the ordinary people around him who are now unseen and unaware of him are grieving and suffering from painful feelings.
Surprisingly, there are only two causes of human death, accidents and illness. Ordinary people are lucky and they can't understand why they are afraid of death. Death that he hoped for. Simply put: because death is peace. Silence. Exciting silence to those like him offered or set by the ancestors to dive into trouble. Trouble is his main goal again now.
Randall and Azraelle walk to the hospital where Ashey's body is lying. Honestly, Randall couldn't explain how he felt at those times. Mixture of twitter and excitement. He guess, that's it. He was nervous because his last step in the hospital was when his parents died. He was excited because it was the opposite of grief that he went there today. Hopefully he can make it today— he and Azraelle. Azraelle and him were both just quiet.
Both of them are thinking while walking. What was on their minds in those moments only they knew ...
"You are an angel of death 'right?" Randall whispered to Azraelle as they walked side by side towards the hospital admission.
"Why?"
"So ... Do you see any prospects to pick up here?"
Azraelle casually rolled his eyes around. The hospital was not new to him. This person was right to what he said even if it sounds like a joke to him. He has picked up many here. For Azraelle, the hospital is dedicated to the souls of the people to be able to stand to be courts and courts.
In this place the souls of the people are automatically tried. Voluntarily because they weigh themselves. They made the finish line of their feelings in the hospital. In this place people think of the sins they committed when they were still strong. Sins that they thought will be ended here.
Without a hospital, they have no trial and self evaluation. If there is no hospital, there is no remorse. Let the people think of that. It would have stuck in people’s minds that they didn’t have to wait for the hospital to change.
"Dude, there's nothing like that. The ones we're picking up we should just see because they're assigned to us."
Randall smirked, "Ah."
"Well, now that I remembered, you shouldn't be jealous of me." Azraelle just suddenly remembered.
"Hmn?" The person next to him was light-headed.
"I know you're jealous of me, Human."
"How can you say that?"
"I just knew." That's the cue for Azraelle to smile.
Emotional jealousy tsk, why is it so hard for people like Randall Santillan to admit that they are jealous?
Hmn ... and how that emotion lives in people and there are people that it destroys. Good thing Randall's is just simple jealousy that kind of just protects Ashey from him because he loves her. And of course, Ashey is vocal in saying that he is handsome.
Ah, people have another destructive emotion. He remembered. The temptation. Temptation that the devil wrote to the first humans in the paradise created by Above- Adam and Eve.
"I'm not jealous of you. I just don't want Ashey to be too close to you."
"Hmn ..."
"I mean, I am here. He must depend on me and I must be his protector. Not you."
‘Okay, you said e. But tell you what, "Azraelle paused. Facing the already smitten Randall," I am glad that Ashey's found you. When I met him and read his records, he was a very kind person. He helped a lot even though he did not receive any help. There is a lot of love given to that one, even if he is looking for care and love. A rare kind of a person. "
For a moment, Randall doesn't know what to say. Azraelle and I just stared at each other. Even though he doesn't like Ashey's closeness to Azraelle, it can't be denied that the angel cares a lot about his girlfriend. That is why it brought Ashey back to the world of the living. And before he could forget, Azraelle was even the reason he met and is now with Ashey. Ashey is killed and Azraelle returns to the world.
"Thanks, because of you I met him." Randall tapped Azraelle on the shoulder.
"I'll give it back to you-- You're the reason. That's why I'm strongly tempted to bring him back here."
Randall laughed. He remembered joking at the angel, "Really? I really thought it was Malena."
"Stop there."
Randall just shook his head as he smiled as he walked before the angel whose ears and cheeks suddenly turned red because of what he said.
"HEY, how are you, there?" Randall could not hold back the tears when he saw Ashey's real body lying in that hospital bed.
There are so many devices that a farmer-businessman like him can't name next to it. There are also tubes attached to Ashey's body. It was in the appearance of his unconscious body that he had suffered. It's hard for anyone not to be dark.
"Please live." He kissed the seemingly soundly sleeping Ashey on the forehead.
"She's fighting and that's a good sign."
"Yeah," he sparingly replied to Azraelle.
Randall sat in the only chair reserved for ICU visitors. Randall took the palm of the unconscious Ashey then he squeezed it and kissed it.
Hard to believe. But yes, they are already here. The bodily vitality of an Ashey Emerald Brown who met and was with him was fake. What is in front of her is real. The truth is now being slapped on him. But of course, he would cling to the hope that God had given them. Because Azraelle is right, here they are.
Who would have thought that Ashey was still breathing even though she was unconscious? That's a miracle. Miracle that no one can do but God. Miraculously, Azraelle said, only God has the ability to create and give to the people who deserve it. Randall will claim it, open arms. Another is only now he will ask. Only now did he ask God for something he really wanted to happen. And I hope He will give him this opportunity. Not just for him and for Ashey. For the future that they are still waiting for and together. Maybe he's still His son even though his ancestor chose to make peace with Satan, isn't it?
"I remember, Azra-- elle?" When he looked back at the angel he even observed its penetration into the wall.
Randall's eyes widened in shock-- because just now he saw the angel penetrate the wall!
"Maybe you should go first, Randall. Something came up. I just need to fix this," Azraelle said without looking back.
"What the--" Randall couldn't continue the shocked word he was about to release.
Because at the same time as he was amazed at Azraelle's penetration of the wall was the loud sound of one ... or two ...? To those machines next to the unconscious Ashey Emerald Brown ...
Azraelle was speeding her way up to the rooftop of the hospital. He is not even aware that he is no longer visible to the ordinary eyes of men. The angel is also unaware that even among the people he encounters he is penetrating and he just leaves an uplifting feather in the cold.
He has a purpose.
He was following someone.
He knows ...
His heart is well known ...
Huh? How can you be sure you have a heart, Azraelle? ...

She gasped. But not in panic. She was no longer surprised. Because she had seen the angel Azraelle earlier following him.
"Pest!"
She thought she could move freely now.
She thought she could do the plan without hindrance.
Tsk, she was just nailed when she felt someone pull her right arm ...
AZRAELLE was not prepared for the kick to his arm by ... Malena-- or was it Malena?
He quickly waved his legs forward and turned around her so that he could release her arm.
He even planned to headlock her, she just quickly avoided it and forced Azraelle to do what he was about to do to her-- he quickly grabbed her two arms and put them behind her back. Then he was forced to sink herinto the railing on the rooftop of the hospital.
"You're not Malena."
It's insulting to laugh, "Not really, are you stupid ?!"
When she confronted her, Azraelle realized this woman was clearly different from Malena.
This woman's eyes were a black and a yellow that turned that yellow, now that it was glaring at her. But it looks like ...
"Don't go ahead with what you're planning to ask. I'm not Malena's twin. She's not my sister either."
"But that looks ---"
"Malena kidnapped me." The lady wrinkled her nose, "Are you surprised? Yes, I really own this look. Even if you try to ask her." She said it to Azraelle.
Confidence in speech is in the voice. In the voice that tells the truth ...
"Explain it to me properly." Azraelle released it at that time.
"I don't have anything to explain to you."
"I'm an angel."
"And do you think I don't know that?" He smirked at Azraelle, "Look at that. It looks like the traitor is charging you too."
Azraelle's forehead creased. He didn't understand what she was saying. Nothing, not a bit. And it seems that the person he is talking to has no intention of clarifying that to him. Even if the astonishment can be seen in his face.
"I can see the astonishment on your face, Angel. Isn't it clear to you yet? That's a clear charge."
Again, Azraelle understood nothing.
She smirked, "Just one thing, before I leave you, the feelings you have now that make you wonder are part of you. Part of you. Just a word of advice, before you ask how she wants you to feel about Malena, first try to find out the tree. Where you came from. For you to know if you can expect any glory after all this. "
Azraelle's jaws tightened as the woman simply turned her back on him. Again he repeated the words: he understood nothing, in his mind.
"And what were you doing earlier in Ashey's room?"
Without looking back, the woman stopped walking and then replied, "Nothing. I just really like to go to ordinary people who get my attention and curiosity. Especially those like her."
Only now did Azraelle notice that the woman had a scythe in her hand. Scythe he knows very well that ordinary eyes cannot see.
"Open your ears now if you care about the ordinary person you mentioned." That's all and the woman who looks like Malena has completely turned her back on him.
Gradually she disappeared from his sight.
Azraelle immediately did the last thing the woman said without even asking her name and what its purpose is in the world of the living.
Azraelle closed his eyes tightly and in a flash, she was open to wanting to hear her unusual hearing…