The Long Night of Amelia
Chapter 5: The Old Man Returns

The sun was really raging. The heat is unmitigated.40 degrees centigrade. Hot stinging. It felt like Amelia's crown was pulsating and almost melting because of it. Sweat had soaked all over her body. It felt like he wanted to throw himself into a cold pool. Bottle tea in his hand has been exhausted since earlier, he has paid it to the mothers of drink sellers. But, the feeling of ogah-ogahan to move made him choose to stay seated in a plastic chair. Not bad a large umbrella owned by the mother of the drink seller, the best shade avoid the sun right on his head at that time.

It had been 30 minutes less he sat there, since the drink in his hand was drained out. Amelia was still thinking what to do at the moment. His eyes were still watching his surroundings.

Until ...the unsuspecting thing....

An old man wearing a burlap bag was seen back.

The shabby-looking old man stood quite far away from where he was now. However, Amelia was convinced that the man was the old man she had seen earlier in the city park. He recognized it from the appearance and the burlap bag he had plugged. How coincidental!

Amelia saw him from a distance. The man was sitting on the sidewalk near an electric pole. He seemed to be pulling something out of his bag. His face looked suspicious. Like afraid someone might see it. He pulled out like a package.

A box of rice was in his hands. He seems to be eating that food. As if he did not care about the dust from the streets or the scorching sun at that time. His shabby black hat guarded him from the hot raging sun.

About 10 minutes Amelia watched the man from a distance. I don't know why the journalist instinct he had was like having the girl follow this old man.

How could it be that the old man was here ? Had it not been in the garden of the city that he had gone and passed in the opposite direction from where he was now. Why did the girl meet again here.

The old man still appeared to be leaning against an electric pole. The meal is done. Now he looks to be opening his hat and make a fan to relieve the heat that has made sweat around the forehead that has soaked all over his face.

Now from a distance Amelia could see the old man's face. Her hair seems to have filled with gray hair. The look on his face and the gray hair on his head made him look about 50 years old. But his sturdy physical stature, it seemed to make this old man look younger than Amelia expected.

The old man put his hat back on. He got up and walked away from the CTF house where Amelia was on the other side.

Seeing that, Amelia thoughtlessly got up and walked following the old man away.

"Mom, I went back first ..thank you.." said Amelia pamit stood up to the mother of the drink seller who gave her a place to shelter at that time.

"Oh.iya mbak ..sama-sama." replied the mother.

Amelia walked at a rapid pace across the street from where the man was standing. He did not want to lose track of it.

He soon crossed the street and turned towards the man. I don't know why Amelia felt that there was something suspicious about this man. Now he saw the man in front of him just a few meters away. Amelia slowed her path. Keep distance. Worrying the old man would look over and recognize him.

Amelia herself was still confused as to what she would do later. What if the man wants to go home ? What will he do ? I don't know...Amelia can't be sure what's going on. He just felt like he had to follow this guy.

Until he could see the man crossing the busy road again with a car. He seemed to push the button in the light. Before long it seemed that the red light was on and the man crossed the street. Amelia looked watchful and followed him.

Far away was a small alley where the man turned. Now Amelia hastened back a little. Worried he'd lose track of it. Her legs had actually felt aching to walk.But the little heart of the girl felt there was something from this old man. Who is he ?