Life and Death

Cassie waited. He recorded every word of his boss in his brain.

"Many things cause this deviation. But what is clear is that it occurs due to external factors. The existence of social pressures can also cause tension within the individual so that symptoms called Necrophilia appear."

"What exactly is that?" said Cassie.

Erwin Stark looked into Cassie's face. This is a moment where Cassie is unstoppable.

"Lack of confidence when he will have sexual relations with other people --- normal people --- is one of the causes. However, as a human being, he needs to satisfy his biological needs. And for men in general, there is a dream mechanism that is useful to suppress that desire. . But for some, it just isn't enough.'"

"And some of them do it by substituting humans for other objects..." Cassie muttered, "but why with corpses?"

Erwin Stark smiled. "Why did Romeo choose Juliet and not the others? It's sometimes not just a matter of choosing. If everyone can choose what they want, then why doesn't everyone choose to live a normal and rich life?"

***

The next afternoon, the cone-faced man came again. His arrival took Cassie by surprise. And once again he was able to master the situation quickly.

Necrophilia. For some reason Cassie's nose could smell rotten meat. He realized that it was only a suggestion. The thought was quickly dismissed.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Robert Edmund. Any appointments with Dr. Erwin?" said Cassie trying to be as greedy as possible.

Cassie didn't understand. As he recalled, his boss had not told him that he had an appointment with Mr. Robert Edmund, this cone-faced man. Cassie also did not find Robert Edmund's name on her waiting list.

"No..., I don't have an appointment with him!" the answer. He smiled, showing his brown teeth. Cassie just realized, if today Mr. Robert Edmund tried to be kind to him. And this neat style of dress? The shirt under the sweater is black sleeveless. To be honest, it looked ridiculous to be worn on her thin body. He seemed to be shrinking.

"I want to visit you An... you!"

Cassie gasped. 'What is this song?'

Mr. Robert Edmund reached out for a handshake.

Cassie cupped her palms in front of her chest. Mr. Robert Edmund looked surprised. Cassie realized that maybe he would hurt her feelings. But how to explain that he did it to all the men who were not related to him by blood. Physical contact with non-mahram is prohibited. And Cassie couldn't possibly explain that in even the simplest of words to Mr. Robert Edmund.

Mr. Robert Edmund withdrew his hand. Red face. Actually Cassie was no less embarrassed when she couldn't explain a word about what she had just done.

"Ehmm... can I take you...?"

"Just call me Cassie."

"Yeah.... Cassie, for lunch..."

Cassie gasped, but little by little she managed to control herself.

"Sorry..., I used to eat lunch at the office while guarding this office."

Mr. Robert Edmund did not despair. "I actually want to talk about something. But I can't do it here," he said slowly. His face was pulled further forward, and his tone was really serious.

Cassie was getting scared again.

"How about dinner?" continued Mr. Robert Edmund.

"I will be picked up by my friend!" answered Cassie.

Mr. Robert Edmund looked disappointed. Secretly, Cassie felt sorry for her. His heart must be broken. But what else should I do? Cassie didn't want anything to happen to her. He felt bad thinking like this. But he couldn't get rid of his thoughts of what would happen if he heeded Mr. Robert Edmund.

First he will be invited to a restaurant. When finished, Mr. Robert Edmund took him somewhere. House. He, who might have been fascinated or hypnotized at that time, just agreed. He entered the house and immediately he also smelled the smell of carrion. At that moment he realized that he had made a big mistake. But when he turned it over, it was too late. Mr. Robert Edmund grinned widely at him. He held a knife hidden in his trouser pocket. He will kill me! Then he will do even more terrible things after I die.

"Then may I have your home address?"

"Astaghfirullah!" Cassie stumbled. He hastily pushed his thoughts away. But if this one is paranoid or alert?

"You can't, can you?" asked Mr. Robert Edmund was limp.

"Oh... uh..., umm..., ok!" Cassie became embarrassed herself. He took a piece of paper and wrote down the address of his apartment. He handed the paper to Mr. Robert Edmund.

Mr. Robert Edmund accepted it with great pleasure. "May I come over to your house sometime?"

Cassie's blood rippled. "Yes! But please call first!" he answered.

Mr. Robert Edmund looked even more cheerful. The look on his face was like that of a child who had just been bought a balloon. But suddenly his face changed again. Serious. "You really can't have dinner with me today?"

"Sorry! I'm going to be picked up by a friend today!" Cassie said in a choked voice. "Next time maybe..." he said, unsure.

Mr. Robert Edmund nodded. Then he said goodbye, and immediately left this place.

Cassie quickly arranged herself. Then he rushed to the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello.... Assalamu alaikum, can i talk to Nico?'

He waited a long time, until from the other side he heard the voice of the person he was looking for.

"Sorry to interrupt, but it's an emergency! Can I have your tomb picked up at the clinic? Yes, it's very important! It's a matter of life and death."

***

Cassie opened the door, and found Carren watching television in the living room.

Carren glanced. As soon as he realized who it was, he turned his attention back to the television. Music concert on Channel 12. She complained that what he saw were men prancing and pacing back and forth from one end of the stage to one end, screaming, and shirtless. At the end of a song, he throws his sweat towel at the audience.

Spectators scramble. Carren felt like throwing up.

Immediately she changed the television channel. NTV broadcasts One Direction's Live and Meet concert --- Carren hastily replaced it. News broadcast on NTW Television on. Channels 3 and 5 show boring family series, because the story seems far-fetched.