12 Badoets
Pitulicur

The pile of files on the desk is mounting. It looked less well-organized, and some were strewn on the floor. There are also black and white photos that look blurry. The writing on the paper coming from the old-fashioned typewriter also faded and some parts were hard to read.

He fell asleep on the floor with a thin carpet. He looks messy with his uniform that hasn't been replaced since morning. He was still observing the paper in his hand. Until finally the paper he dropped covered the face. Adi was still sleeping on his back, reluctant to move and move.

That's Adi. The gallant policeman was indeed a famous workaholic. His motto in work is to abstain from going home before the task is complete. Unfortunately this time he looks dead and dead. The case he studied was complicated. Several times Adi sighed, physically and mentally exhausted.

In solitude, Adi daydreams about the failure of several cases that have been handled. Often he feels less deserving of the current position. Adi is well aware in his position there is a great responsibility.

In the middle of his daydream, the phone on the table shook. Adi grabs and looks at the phone screen at a glance. Then received a call that turned his disheveled face into a little sparkling. Not long after, Adi hurried out of the room to the parking lot in the front of the office.

A beautiful female figure, with long hair draped looks behind the wheel of a red sedan car. He is Sinta, a special figure who gives color in the days of Adi that feels boring full of piles of files. The woman smiled waiting for the dashing police officer who looked chaotic.

"Superficial," said Sinta when Adi stood before him. Adi did not say, just smiled.

"Come in, I brought food, my own cooking," said Sinta, asking Adi to get in the car. Adi also according.

"What's this?" tanya Adi saw the container of provisions lying on the dashboard of the car.

"Eat Mas. I was cooking capcay kuah. Lots of green vegetables. There's meatballs, there's sausages. Anyway steady. Cobain deh," pinta Sinta while looking at Adi who was sitting next to him.

Adi nods. He opened the pink container. Still remaining smoke billowing. The fragrant aroma makes Jakun Adi up and down. Instantly his stomach was rumbling. The hull seemed to be awakened to digest food, after a day left empty because it was too busy looking at the files that could not be filling.

"Let you know, right, my feelings about crime have almost always been right?" adi asked when Sinta's food left the last two spoons. Sinta nodded quickly.

"I'm working on a case. A najai teacher was found lifeless in the house of the residents who the day before hung themselves, tew*s" Adi said starting the story.

Sinta. The feathers bristled. Listening to the stories told by the man next to her always horrified her. But want how else, Sinta realized Adi really needs a place to just vent. Sinta always tried to listen even though it felt terrible.

"From the results of the investigation there was one suspect. But I'm less sure. Somehow my hunch is that this case is not a trivial or trivial case. I was nervous and worried that my feeling this time once again became a reality," concluded Adi ended the story as well as dinner.

"Since I first knew you, I knew you were the one who loved your job so much. In my opinion, your concern is because of the form of great responsibility for the increase of the new position you get. Maybe you feel less worthy of it all. Your character is that way. But believe me, you are the most appropriate person to carry out the mandate. So, work to the maximum do not feel burdened. I know you, you can do it. Three Mas," said Sinta patting Adi's shoulder.

"What? What a Polite Smile?" Adi scrunched his forehead.

"Seriously, Relax, Success Mas. You have to be serious, but also not 'petaneng'. It's lhoo," Sinta's joke.

Adi smiled broadly this time. Under the spotlight of the parking lot lights, Sinta really looks dazzling. The woman was beautiful, clean yellow skinned, and most importantly her heart was kind and gentle. Always able to reach and pull Adi from the abyss of despair and even frustration and replace it with a smile and laughter.

"Why see me like that?" tanya Sinta blushed in embarrassment.

You're beautiful today, and I love it. You're another one, and I like it.

A ref of the song flows from the car radio that is left on. The lyrics that represent Adi's heart are difficult to say sweet words. The man was a little stiff and clumsy, inexperienced about women. And Sinta likes to stiffen an Adi's.

"Hey, Officer sir! Don't do anything weird in the car!" hardik Tarji's.

"Waahh, my subordinates have returned from the birthday party," said Adi back to mocking. Sinta just smiled.

Tarji rushed out of his car. He looks very happy tonight. Adi's forehead wrinkled to see the behavior of his colleague. Wonder and curiosity mixed into one.

"Look at this. Rejeki Dii," said Tarji showing something circular in his left hand. He was standing next to the car door.

"What?" Adi looked out.

A shiny gold watch was attached to the sleeve of the feathered Tarji. It looks expensive and vintage.

"Dii Rejeki. Those retirees were really giving out gifts like I told you. The name of the invited guest is written in paper and taken at random. Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. The grand prize, a watch worth hundreds of millions, fell into Dii's hands. Beehhh, sholeeh child fortune," said Tarji proudly. Her wrists motioned vigorously showing off the glittering jewelry draped in the parking lot lights.

"You don't want to come. Nyesel kan," ledek Tarji. Adi didn't bully him.

"Mas, I'm back. Want to prepare a white rose flower arrangement for tomorrow," said Sinta in between the roars of Tarji.

"What's the order?" ask Adi.

"Yes. A regular customer ordered two bouquets of white roses. He said his mother's favorite first," replied Sinta with a smile.

"Be careful on the road, yes" said Adi immediately get out of Sinta's car.

"Mas Tarji I say yes. Be te we, nice clock, cool." Sinta smiled and nodded at Tarji.

"Yes Sin. Don't speed it up. Drive slowly, like your relationship with the Head of this Unit. Slow down," said Tarji. Sinta nodded her blush and immediately started her car after waving her hand.

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After Sinta's departure, Adi and Tarji return to the office. At the same time, an officer in the guard room received a phone call. The friendly face of the officer turned serious while taking down an address.

"What's wrong?" ask Adi after the phone call is over.

"Report kemati*n unnatural sir. At this address, "the officer at the guard post replied showing his note.

"Isn't this in the border area with the city next door?" Adi's forehead looked wrinkled.

"Ji, let's go to this address. Now!" adi turned to Tarji. Tarji seemed to sigh and nodded with some force.

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