12 Badoets
Siji

The air during the day was stinging. A face full of worry radiated. Occasionally, the sturdy hand grabs the phone, unlocks the screen, and closes it again. Repeatedly done, showing hardness in the heart.

Adi, the head of the criminal search unit, is feeling worried. His subordinate and best friend Tarji did not come to the office this morning. Cannot be contacted. He checks Tarji's house, apparently empty. The lights of the room and the front porch appear to be brightly lit, indicating from last night he has not returned home.

Adi recalled, last night Tarji showed off his beautiful acquaintance on social media. Adi is convinced that Tarji cannot skip work to spend the night with a new girl. His best friend was a little 'rogue' but never forgot the oath of duty and duty.

A few moments into the chaos, an officer was seen entering Adi's room. Young officers from IT.

"The existence of Mr. Tarji's cell phone we have found. I sent the coordinates to my number. Maybe you do not need to worry too much, because it looks like Mr. Tarji is in a beachfront tourist spot," said the officer from the IT section.

"Alright, thanks for the help," said Adi. The IT officer bowed and immediately returned to his room.

After opening the location coordinates of Tarji's cell phone, Adi grabbed a jacket hanging behind his study couch. He rushed to the parking lot, and saw an old man at the guard post arguing with one of the officers there. Adi approached, seeing what was really going on.

"What's this, what's the fuss?" ask Adi to the guard.

"Oh this sir, Mbah ngeyel want to meet Njenengan. Said familiar. But when asked who Njenengan was, continued the full name of Njenengan, his youth did not know. So I'm not sure" replied the guard.

"This is what Adi's name is?" The foreign grandfathers walked over, immediately greeting Adi.

A little confused, Adi noticed the old man in front of him. It may be about 70 years old. His hair was white with a stature that was still firm and dashing. There was a scar on his forehead making the front of his hair look bald.

"I'm sorry, I don't think we've ever met Mbah" said Adi frowning.

"Indeed not yet Sir," said his Mbah fast.

"Lhoo, Mbah his lie to. Said sodara. It can't be like that Mbah." The guard postman looks annoyed. Adi moved his hands, patting his own chest, giving the code to be more calm and calm.

"What's up Mbah?" ask Adi later. The old grandfather suddenly grabbed Adi, and put his mouth closer to the ears of the police chief.

"I heard your reputation, son. Can I trust you? It's about the deaths of some elderly people lately" whispered the old man.

Adi was shocked. He looked at the old man next to him. Adi observed, trying to make sure Mbah kakung was not boasting or experiencing senility. Adi then waved at the guard post officer, asking him to come closer.

"Antar this Grandpa to my room. I also asked for food and drinks in the back cafeteria for him" Adi said.

"Ready sir" replied the vigilante.

"Yes Mbah, I understand. Please wait in my room. Maybe 1 or 2 hours I'm back" said Adi patted his shoulder then rushed to where his motorbike parked.

Adi realized, maybe the old grandfather was the key to finding the bright spot of the case that was taking his time. But right now, he can't ignore Tarji's disappearance. There were concerns he could not express.

After wearing his full face helmet, Adi immediately pulled the gas motor matic deep. Down the crowded city streets, then turn towards the beach. Following the instructions from the maps, take him to a tourist area that is quite crowded in the hot afternoon.

Adi is directed at a restaurant that stands alone on the side of the road. At first glance it looks like the place is no longer maintained. Some parts of his paint were chipped. Adi pulled the bike over. He once again looked at his cell phone to make sure it had reached its destination.

Carefully, Adi checked the front of the abandoned restaurant. His attention was drawn to the car tire tracks on the roadside. In the slightly muddy part of the ground it was clear, there was a set of wheels. Last night it was raining heavily, most likely, there was a car parked in that place when it rained.

Adi stepped into the quiet courtyard of the restaurant. His steps came to a halt near the gutter with some trash left clogging his water flow. A black box-shaped object makes Adi more agitated.

Wearing gloves, Adi picked up a black cell phone lying near a pile of trash. There is a sticker of the anime character Wan Pis on the back of the phone makes Adi sure, the phone belongs to Tarji. The phone is dead, with the screen broken. There are some red patches that have dried.

Adi's feelings are getting messed up. The calm he used to show now seemed messy. Adi panicked and riled. He believes his best friend is in danger. And the more confused when he realized, he did not know who his opponent was.

Blindly, Adi entered the abandoned eating house. Break through everything there. Hope there are clues or traces left in the building that feels empty and quiet. Finally, Adi found a locked room in the back.

Adi broke down a plywood door full of irregular paint graffiti. No need for too much power, the door has been successfully broken down. The room was empty with a pretty pungent smell.

There was a wooden bed at the end of the room. Adi approached and checked. There are patches of redness that have not dried. Adi believes the liquid is dar*h. It seemed like someone who was injured had just been moved from that place.

There's no clue what's left now. The adi sat leaning against the green paint wall that peeled off in some parts. He really felt scared. Fear of not saving his best friend. The shadow of failure from the task he's been handling all along haunts.

In this world there is no man who is always strong in every circumstance. Adi's too. His calmness disappeared at this moment. His face was bowed between his bent knees.

When despair comes, all organs of the body feel lost function. The mind becomes dead-end, the legs go helpless. Even the view is blurry.

"Ji, whatever happens to you hang on. I won't forgive you, damn it!" aspir Adi is upset. He recalled a clue that might be traceable. A social media account called Inka contacted Tarji last night. Adi remembered the woman's profile picture.

After sighing, Adi stood up from her seat. Man is said to be strong not because he has never fallen in his life. However, the real strength is how quickly you can rise when you fall and feel defeat.

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Slightly faltered again update his gaes. left out of town end of the year. sorry yaa 😅