A Unique Path Become CRAZY RICH's
15. Apple Trauma LP (2)

My mouth could not bear to reply to all the harsh words he said to me.

"Basar women, it is good to have children outside marriage. How handsome is that guy?, is he better looking than me?."

Comparing him to me is a good choice, because I am a prince without a kingdom.

Ratna threw her face away and turned around. He must have been surprised suddenly I had the courage against him. I don't know what's on my mind, I'm not satisfied with bullying her once so I'm chasing her and I'm bully all the way. 

In that moment I let go of all my frustration until she cried and tried to slap me. 

"eits, not hit! not gonna!."

Ratna got angry, she threw me a stone, which is when I ran away as far as I could.

My improved mood carried over to the office. I heard from Ms. Siska that this weekend the perfume bazaar will be back. 

This time maybe I'll find Apple's Love Phobia Trauma perfume. Given the woman's words were not necessarily valid, so there was still hope.

Mr. Naryono came with 2 boxes of lunch and he put them on the table in front of me. I was told to guess what it was.

Just be spontaneous I answer. "Fried rice nugget left, egg right."

"true."

Mr. Naryono gave me nigger fried rice. He said it was a reward because I worked so hard. Honestly I was expecting a better gift, ahh that's it.

"So how's your search in the farfum market?."

"Their family knows. But I have a reason to go there. Do you want to hear my story?."

Mr. Naryono nodded.

I also told him about the events of that day, the theory of the origin of this olfactory power and the farfum. The more you know about Apple Trauma LP perfume, the easier it will be to find it. That's how I thought when I told Mr. Naryono.

"I can't say anything about your theory. But who did you meet?."

"The woman who carries a lot of books and looks like a nerd named Carol, the woman with a sharp look that looks rich, and the beautiful woman who is guarded by a tall, large, bald, rough bodyguard. Do you know one of them?."

"Not really. But you talked to a lot of beautiful women in that bazaar. Can I go to the bazaar too?."

"Hahaahaha..." I laughed when I heard it.

Mr. Mulyadi brought the case files again. Seeing the case this time made in writing most likely this call came from the police.

"A private physician was rushed to the hospital after his illness worsened. It is suspected that the doctor gave the wrong medicine, but the doctor denied the negligence, so they called BPOM."

"What disease is it?."

"Osteoporosis."

Coinciding with the arrival of the request came a new member. The first female member of the field division was named Desvita Hajeera. Unlike me, she is a transfer from another office so she is quite proficient in her work.

Mr. Naryono sent me and Hajeera. Since I was considered a senior so it was my turn to teach junior.

We drove Mulyadi's car, the old man was surly every time I took his car.

Arriving at the location of the whistleblower who was in an elite housing complex, the junior I brought immediately became agile, as if he had just set foot in a luxurious house for the first time. 

"Take your attitude towards Hajeera."

My rebuke made that woman shut up. In character there is nothing interesting about this 26-year-old woman. Maybe after this I should take her to the warteg to get closer.

"We don't always look for toxins among drugs. But I'll do it for you."

I asked for a prescription from the doctor who was stuck at the patient's house. Luckily the medicine he gave was a common one in the stalls. This further strengthens the suspicion that this doctor is amateur. But why he suddenly became an amateur is what becomes a big question mark.

I inhaled the smell of the medicine. My guess is this drug has entered an expiration period. If true then when pounded will come out a different aroma. 

A normal human nose can catch that difference in smell. 

I thrust a spoonful of medicine into Hajeera, she also realized that the smell of medicine was different from what it should be. Even though my theory has been proven to be true 99% of the doctors still deny. 

"You doubt the investigation of BPOM members?. You've been lame in giving drugs to patients, for that we give you one vote to bring you to justice!." 

The police guarding the house dragged the doctor. Maybe he'll be taken to the police station.

The case was closed and we went home.

"I'm sorry I didn't help anything today Mr. Hasan."

"It's okay,"

As planned I took Hajeera to the restaurant to get closer to her. Since having the blessing of this sense of smell, my confidence has increased so much that I dare to invite women to eat in restaurants. 

Though if you remember again I was not immune near women.

As my confidence grew, I realized that my sense of smell was sharpening. It was as if the sword could be sharpened endlessly. Heading to a level of sharpness that can cut a bone in one small swing. The metaphor perfectly matched my sense of smell.

I just ordered a plate of fried rice but the aroma I smelled was different. I can smell all the dishes this shop and the stall across the street. This ability is good for work. 

But just as a sword cannot be sheathed because it is too sharp, this sense of smell cannot be sheathed. All day long I kept smelling scents that I didn't want to smell, and it was very disturbing. I usually cover my nose with the fruit perfume I buy. Makes my nose very sensitive to the smell of apples.

After asking him to eat and pay for food but he did not want me to buy, I immediately went home because it happened to be the time to go home.

***

The second week of the farfum bazaar. I was in debt to Melinda before I went here. I have a good feeling today that I'm going to get that traumatized apple perfume.

- Change of viewpoint to Narrator -

Carol and Mary are back at the weekend's farfum bazaar. They entered through the south door and met a fortune teller.

"Well, isn't it supposed to be a toy store, or what the hell was that last week?." Mary asked who was confused by the changing bazaar floor plan.

"The merchandiser is still here. Only this fortune teller is different himself. Let's try!!." Carol pulled Mary's hand.

"Don't!, he's suspicious!!." Mary lost so strongly that she inevitably had to go to the fortune teller's place.

"Hohoho, who wants to be predicted?, mbak glasses or mbak rich?." Ask the astrologer who instantly amazes Carol.

"That's right! he knows you're a rich man!, master fortune teller please forecast my luck today." Carol Pinta.

The fortune-teller also responded to his customer's request. She asked Carol to open her hand so the clairvoyant could read her hand line.

"Go from here. A disaster will befall this place."

Carol did not understand what the fortune teller was saying because she spoke too quickly.

Shortly afterwards there was an explosion in the middle of the farfum bazaar.

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