12 Badoets
Countess Loro

"Who gave you Ji's gold watch? Mr Sukmoro, Mr Wito, or Mr Suko?" adi asked among the sound of footsteps that echoed from the hallway of the clinic where Tarji was treated.

"Isn't it obvious by looking at the symbol S in the center of the watch?" reply Tarji remembering.

"I didn't notice. I'm not a watch or anything. The symbol S indicates the identity of the owner? The sukmoro? Or Suko?" Adi frowned, a curious sign.

"Actually the symbol S means . . . Suparman Di," said Tarji with a laugh. Adi glared, affirming that he was not wanting to joke. Tarji coughed realising his boss was looking angry.

"The person who gave me the golden watch was Mr. Suko Di," Tarji said earnestly. Adi mangosteen, looks to think of something.

"Now what do you want to do? Arresting Mr Suko on presumption? Where can Di," asked Tarji worriedly. He knows Adi very well. Although his instincts are often right, sometimes Adi can also act reckless and reckless.

"For this one week officially I can't arrest anyone Ji. I'm being relieved of duty" explained Adi casually.

"Huh? Why?" Tarji.

"I arrested the Inca forcibly and without clear evidence. I think again, I was not calm at that time. I should have just loved her enough and waited for her to lead me to where you were held. But everything has happened" Adi replied casually. Tarji looks pensive.

"Oh yeah, the other colleagues no one knows you've found yet. Nothing I've been told yet. You know why?" ask Adi as if the question was for himself. Tarji shook his head slowly.

"Because I found a proof, if among our colleagues in the office there are conspiring with Wildan," whispered Adi.

"Wildan the fugitive?" ask Tarji to make sure.

"Yep. So, enjoy your rest here. And I will move to uncover this case to the root" said Adi while confirming the jacket zipper and then standing up from his seat. Tarji grabs Adi's arm, like a scene in an FTV story.

"Let go of your hand. Disgust!" Adi shook his hand.

"He he he, let's be dramatic. But seriously Di, thank you for everything you've tried to find me. As your subordinate, as well as your comrade, I feel too useless and just troublesome. To find me even you have to get punished when you just got a promotion. A black note on your career because of me, damn it!" Tarji. Her watery eyes held back the crying. After all, Adi was always kind to her. Tarji is really aware now, there is a relationship that is thicker than blood relationships that is friendship.

"Not to be lebay! I'm sure you'll do the same when we're behind Ji" Adi said with a flat face.

"Curvy, sok cool. Is Sinta also klepek for seeing you like this?" taunting Tarji while rubbing the corner of his eyes.

"Not much talk. Sleep there, rather than your brain slide Ji."

"You want to go to Mr. Suko's?" ask Tarji curiously.

"Yup. I thought there were some things I should ask him," Adi said patting Tarji on the shoulder. The man then turned around, and walked away out of the room. Tarji sighed slowly, regretting that he could not follow the steps of his boss now. A bandaged head is still often throbbing pain. Tarji closed his eyes again.

At high speed, Adi drives his bike. The scorching sun stings the fingertips attached to the handlebar. No more rain last night on the black asphalt. The streets are very crowded and noisy.

Adi turned in the alley before the town square. He entered the densely populated area and stopped in front of the largest house. House with a yard is not too broad, with clean white paint.

Seeing Adi's arrival, the man in a thick mustache walked to open the gate. He is Mr. Suko. One of three retirees who like to collect gold watches. Even now it looks how much love Pak Suko on shiny objects pointer that time. A golden watch was attached to his left arm that appeared to be clutching a dark green weed.

"Son Adi?" Mr. Suko frowned. Astonished and curious about the arrival of police officers at work hours, especially Adi not wearing a uniform.

"Well, you remember me" said Adi bowed to greet Mr. Suko.

"Ah, my hands are dirty. Do not salaman," refused Mr. Suko kalem. The man throws the grass in his hand into the garbage basket. Then rush to wash your hands under the water faucet located near the fence.

"Who doesn't remember an accomplished officer like you" said Mr. Suko. This time shake Adi's hand tightly.

"Let's go in." Mr. Suko invited Adi in.

Adi nodded and followed behind Mr. Suko. They enter the living room that is not too spacious, but feels comfortable and fragrant. LED television set on the wall of the room, the middle of the light broadcast the news during the day. The next moment Mr. Suko asked his housekeeper to prepare a drink.

"What is the need for Nak Adi kok njanur mountain, kadingaren, come here? Not in uniform anyway," asked Mr. Suko full of investigation.

"I'm not on duty. But there are some things that I want to ask you," replied Adi without further ado.

"Waahh, it seems like something quite serious," said Mr. Suko rubbing his beard.

"Just keep it clear. Lately I am curious about the old case that has not been solved until now" insisted Adi. He doesn't want to waste time. Mr. Suko frowned at the curious sign.

"The case of the robbery of the house of a wealthy businessman in 91," continued Adi. Mr. Suko looks agitated. The look on his face changed.

"Why are you curious about the case? A case that made a stain for my career back then." Mr. Suko sighed.

"What makes me wonder, why is the house owned by a wealthy businessman who was a victim of robbery even made our office now? And it is also written that one of the officials at that time recommended. Is that you Mr Suko?" insist Adi. Mr. Suko's face was red. Adi's question was disturbing him.

"It's not me. At that time I was not focused on my work," said Mr. Suko with a distant view.

"Brothers sure? Then about the robbery, you participated in the investigation, right? Why is there no suspect at all? Even according to what I read, Burhan the housekeeper deserves to be suspected" Adi continued to urge.

"I lost my wife and children at one time. How can I concentrate on the task? A dark year, I want to bury it in memory. But you reminded him again" said Mr. Suko with trembling hands.

At that time the television in front of Adi aired the speech of a young man who looked fiery.

"Hmm, Mr. Wito's son who achieves. I have always been envious of his life, feeling perfect" murmured Mr. Suko lirih.

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