Adult Zone
2. Mystery of the Disappearance of a Single Heir

...THE MYSTERY OF THE DISAPPEARANCE OF A SINGLE HEIR...

...Written by David Khanz...

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"Papa and Mama go home too, Mommy?" ask in the afternoon.

The housekeeper nodded. That was the fifth question I asked him, Mbok Marni, a woman who is almost the same age as Mama.

"It's been almost a week that Papa and Mama have never been home, Mbok. His phone was never active" I said. "Where to, huh? Weird, deh."

Mbok Marni who was accompanying me watching television just turned her head for a moment. He refocused his eyes on the magic screen while sitting on the floor.

"Maq."

"Yes, Den," said Mbok Marni, looking shocked. "Is there anything I can do, Den?"

I took a breath for a moment, then continued to ask the question, "About Mbok knows where Mama and Papa are going?"

The woman seemed to think for a moment.

"Lacking to know, Den," he replied later. "Maybe it's an out-of-town service or it could be overseas."

"Ah, no way, Mbok," I don't believe.

"Usually, right, so if the old Master and Madam are not home, Den."

"But if Mama and Papa really have a job, why not tell me? Not calling, cake. This is even their number compact on inactive. Weird …."

"Patience, Den. Just wait a minute. Who knows, Mr and Madam are not happy to tell you about Aden," said Mbok Marni without looking at me at all.

"Keep from the office, any word, Mbok?" I'm still curious.

"Nothing, Den."

This is really weird. Not like the usual departure of Mama and Papa without prior notice. I have rarely met them all this time. At most had to meet face to face in the morning when getting ready to go to school. I slept the night my parents came home late.

"The money in your ATM is still there, isn't it, Aldi?" Usually that is the question I receive most often from Papa.

"Your school's fine, isn't it, honey?" Mama asked. "It's nothing, you call or come to Mama's and Papa's office, yes, Di?"

All this time when it comes to financial matters, I have never lacked. They both got enough of it almost without pause. But rarely do they sit together. Mama and Papa are always busy with their work and relationships out there, not least on holidays though.

"You're, aren't you, it's big, Di. Can take care of yourself," said Mama when I revealed my loneliness in their presence. "There are some Mbok Marni who can help manage your daily needs. That's why Mama and Papa deliberately came to Mbok Marni to do our home business. Mama see, he's pretty good at his job."

It's free for me to protest Mama and Papa. They have a myriad of reasons that have always kept me quiet. Inevitably, for a long time in this house I even became more familiar with Mbok Marni. The woman herself has been working for almost a year on us with all her abilities above average, from someone who claims to be only an elementary school graduate and comes from a remote village. Regarding the recording itself I do not know, because it was taken care of by a Papa.

Other strange things began to emerge from a Marni Mbok lately. His attitude often interfered with my personal affairs.

"Where have you been, Den, coming home this early?" mbok Marni asked when I had just set foot in the evening, still wearing school uniform.

"Abis maen, Mbok, ama class-mates," I replied indifferently and felt iris being addressed so by him.

"Chick or boy, Den?" The woman asked back.

I stopped my steps, turned to him, and said, "What is the same business, Mbok? It's up to me, dong, want to maen same temen boy or girl."

Reply Mbok Marni, "Now will be my business, Den. It was mandated by the Master and Madam to me."

"What?" I'm appalled. "Since when did Mama and Papa want to know the affairs of his son, except for money and money problems. Moreover, until the additional task Mbok kayak earlier that. Heh!"

Mbok Marni's eyes grew bigger. He said with a voice emphasis, "Please do not argue, Den. From now on, Den Aldi's business is also my responsibility. Don't argue too much."

"Freak maid!" hisisku continued to walk towards the room. "For a long time his behavior became more annoying!"

I got him from a distance. It turned out that he was still standing staring at me until it vanished behind the door of the room.

Right, the behavior of Mbok Marni is increasingly becoming. He's changed like a watchdog to me. The business of association did not escape the attention of the woman. Especially if it's about friends of the opposite sex. I don't know, did he put his heart on me or just carry out the duties of Papa and Mama? Baffled.

I couldn't sleep at night. This mind constantly thinks of the existence of two parents who are not necessarily jungle. Then the fad went outside the room, about to check Mbok Marni's room. Who knows, our housekeeper hasn't slept. All of you will talk about questions that often fill the head room so far. Turned empty. He wasn't there. But this eye was then bumped into a small flickering lamp that came from a laptop on a small table. Looks like he's in 'sleep' condition'. It was heartened to check and for several months it was only known that Mbok Marni had such a gadget.

Marry? Is that a name? Wh who? Relationship with Marnie, what?

Then I touch twice the right button bar on the mouse (mouse). A little later, some old photos were taken. It looked like a manual scan. Pictures of a tiny baby. Some of them posed with a young woman whose face was at first glance similar to. Whose that? Is that a young Marni? That boy was his son? There is no definite explanation except a photo of the basket inside containing the baby earlier. It was in front of a house door. I think the shape of the door leaf and the floor is very well known. Like ... yes, God! That's, right, right in front of my own door. There! Holy hooch! What does all this have to do with my family history?

I rushed to find Mbok Marni. Where the hell is that girl? There is no room in his room. Kitchen, toilet, warehouse, guest room, also nil. Ls it? Don't-don't ….

"Mbok, why sleep here?" I asked out loud as soon as I found the figure of the maid was in fact in a roll full in the second room of my parents.

The woman looked shocked. He got up, went down the bed, and rushed out. "Mbok hasn't answered my question yet! What's Mbok doing in Mama and Papa's room, huh?!"

Mbok Marni is nervous. He answered stammeredly, "I only miss the same Mr and Mrs, Den. I can't sleep, so try sleeping here. I'm sorry, Den."

"Lied!" I said rude. "I'm sure there's another point Mbok's hiding from me, right? Answer honestly, Mbok!"

Mbok Marni looks scared.

"Oath, Den," he replied in a quivering voice. "I don't do anything, really. Just sleeping in Den Aldi's parents' room!"

Actually I also want to ask about the photo of the baby in the basket on Mbok Marni's laptop earlier. But I think now is not the right time. Finally, he moved to sleep in his own room. Then comes another plan tomorrow to uncover this unanswered question. Was ….

"Sir Richard and Ms. Irene have not been in the office this week, Dek," replied one of the office employees where Papa and Mama worked all this time. "The office has also tried several times to call the second number, but never connected. Even from the description of the people at Adek's house, Mr. Richard and Ms. Irene also never came home."

Never been home? So what Mbok Marni said all along was a lie? The woman said the office never questioned Mama and Papa. This is not true. Something is strange. Especially our house assistant. What's the matter with him?

I'll go home and hunt down Mbok Marni. The woman was not found there. He even ruffled his entire closet, only finding a small wooden box. Tightly locked with strong padlock. I don't give a shit. Immediately disassembled as much as possible, until finally get two phones owned by Papa and Mama, complete with various wallets and contents.

Holy hooch!

So Mbok Marni does know the whereabouts of Papa and Mama all this time. The proof of their stuff is still neatly stored in the box earlier. Where are my parents really?

Still curious, I rushed into Papa and Mama's room. Check the closet. Still neatly arranged, complete with the existing jewelry collection. Undiminished. Maybe it hasn't been stolen yet? Ah, then I open the bed. Check the bottom of the bed. Something is strange. The ceramic floor looks different shades and colors in several places. Like just replaced. Not when?

"You're looking for Mr and Madam, aren't you, Den?" Suddenly appeared the figure of Mbok Marni in the doorway.

"Mdude?" I'm aghast. "Mbok does know where Papa and Mama are, right?"

I dare not go forward. Approaching the woman. Because in his hand tightly grasped a revolver and ready to use.

Mbok Marni smiled with a cold smile. His figure was almost much different from the person I had known all along.

"They're there, Den," he answered flatly without any expression. "It's been a week embedded under their own bed."

I'm getting surprised.

"Mbok killed both my parents?"

Mbok Marni replied with a creepy trunk, "They're not your parents, Aldi! You are my long-dead twin. I was the one who sent you as a baby to this house! Put a little Aldi in a basket and put it night and night before the door of this house, until finally the Master and Lady raise you to be their son. Raising you until now you have grown up perfectly like a rich man with a single son!"

Yeah, I remember. Maybe this is an explanation for the photos I saw on Mbok Marni's laptop last night.

"No way! You must be lying, Mock!" I said as I was about to go ahead and hunt him down, but it didn't. The barrel of the gun in Mbok Marni's hand was raised to the right of this head.

"Be sure you are there, Aldi!" the woman nodded. "Look, I've been planning all this for years. Enter into this bastard family and leave you one to be the sole heir to the fortune of a Sinambian Richard! Because what? That man is your own brother, Aldi. It was her father who planted the seed in my sister Mary's womb and threw it away. Your mother almost went crazy and committed suicide after giving birth to you. That's what you need to know!"

"Yes, God!"

"As the older sister of your mother, of course, I took a hit and took a grudge against that man. But alas, the old bandit went to death and his fortune fell into the hands of Mr. Richard. Therefore, I am ambitious to take all of it, and give it up entirely to you, Aldi. To make your mother feel happy and happy in nature there, that her son has managed to get what should be your right."

"Mhc …."

"Let the two men rot in their own rooms. Regarding the two vehicles belonging to Mr and Madam, I have already sold them. The money from the sale was already in their account. All I have prepared in the wooden box that you have dismantled earlier, Aldi," said Mbok Marni back. "My job is done. I'm gonna go and tell this to my sister, Marry. May you be happy, Aldi my son."

"Mbok Marni!"

Be late. The muzzle of the weapon had erupted right about the woman's head. Hollowed his headstone until it broke the entirety through the slashing of a sharp bullet he fired. Then it immediately collapsed into blood without having a chance to say anything.

"Abuuu … !!!" my screams while hunting the lifeless body. "Don't stay with me, Mom!"

Just futile. Mbok Marni had his last breath at that moment. In that room, along with the two figures that I had always considered as my own parents.