At Least I’M Free
XIII

“Then I go to the office sir!" without further ado, with a smoldering spirit Ridwan ran away ignoring the puddles and muddy ground he had been running on to get to his car.

Along with the departure of the Ridwan car, another car that is very well known to Huga came and parked quite far from the TKP. Huga then stared at the watch in her hand with great calculation. If indeed this situation from the beginning has been planned by the perpetrator, it means there is no point anymore to linger\-long in this place.

"Wah\-wah, as expected of our flagship detective, only 2 days of investigation but the progress is quite ok." A man who looked the same age as Huga came with a black umbrella.

Huga glanced at him without being surprised. "Samsul after all, what's the urgent business until you've come all the way here?"

"Come on. don't be stiff so dong bro." Samsul grabs Huga's hand making him shake pal.

"What commander sent you here?" Ask Huga, deliberately maintaining her formal attitude.

"Bengini yes. Instead of rising the position of Mr. Huga, he chose to retire. I'm worried and want to help\-help in your last case." Samsul said while staring around with apathetic eyes. He and Huga are the most talked about senior detectives in the office. In addition to his achievements, secretly\they also compete with each other to be the best. Therefore, Samsul had no confidence when he heard that his rival suddenly\ suddenly chose to retire early.

"That's it," Huga smiled wryly. "Saking idle, are you now asking me for a job?"

Samsul stared pushyly. "Hey! I'm serious about helping you, give you a picture. You hypothesized that the culprit was a student, right? And of course, everyone who knows this case does not agree even the commander himself is hesitant because the practice of crime is too complex to be done by children. But I'm like them, for this one I agree with you."

"And on what basis did you come to that conclusion?" Suga asked even though he could guess what the answer was.

"You want a case in the eastern city I held a year ago?"

"Violence between students that led to 3 critical students and another one is still in a coma until now. What does that uninteresting case have to do with the real case I'm working on now?"

Samsul clucked. "The bottom line in the case that I held first the perpetrator was just an ordinary student, even the child to the end did not want to admit his actions and felt right himself. So even in this case it is likely the same, implusive student who does not need a strong motive to kill his own teacher.it makes sense, right?"

Huga silently looked at the joke of his former colleague who spoke full of earnestness. Samsul is the type of person who likes to draw conclusions based on experience. It always has been, it never changes.

"So you said you wanted to help\-help?" Suddenly, Huga asked.

"Ha! wh why? did you realize that you need my help in this case?"

With confusion Samsul received the cigarettes and matches that Huga offered. "A—what? I've stopped smoking, you forgot?"

While Samsul was still blabbering in confusion, Huga casually picked up a cigarette from the box Samsul was holding and pinned it to his lips. Next he picked up a match and started to turn it on.

"Look, the wind here is quite tight, the fire does not want to burn. Could you please.." without saying another word Huga meant for Samsul to put his hands around the lighter to protect it from the wind.

"Kirain what the fuck!" Samsul protested while flanking the handle of the umbrella between his shoulders and head while his hands wrapped around the lighters that Huga was about to ignite.

"Hm! Really help. Thank you very much!" After lighting up, Huga sipped her cigarette a few times before flanking her between her fingers as she spoke. "More than anything else, you've saved the core of this investigation."

Huga stared proudly at the cigarette she was brandishing\-chanting, while Samsul re-inserted the cigarette case and the zippo lighter into the overcoat of Huga violently.

"Old is still weird..." Samsul shook his head in concern.

"And you, old man, are still following this strange man's request." Timpal Huga then smokes his cigarette again casually. "Yes, I still have to go somewhere else."

"Well, how?! Usually also like to nginep in TKP to find instructions?"

"Make what?" Huga then pointed to the person\-investigator with her cigarette. "They exist." Then he pointed at Samsul. "You also exist. Want to help\-help, right?"

"It's not so dong."

Regardless of Samsul's words, Suga let out a light step through the rain towards his car.

After folding the umbrella and sitting behind the wheel, Huga turned on the car. While waiting for the hot machine he opened the dashboard and retrieved a bronze key with a school foundation logo hanger which he borrowed from the investigation team. More precisely than in the box of goods\-the victim found in the CTKP.

Huga admitted until now he was too focused on finding the perpetrator without considering the causal factor and getting to know the original character of the victim. Therefore now his curiosity developed into a fundamental question that he had forgotten.

  In fact, what sins has the victim committed to\-until someone is willing to prepare a scenario as complex as this just to finish his life?