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44. The Mission Not Accomplished

"Yes, Sir. Mr. took him at that time. Then you yourself say you want to testify if needed!" said Madya, fiery.

"Is there a witness I said that?"

"I, Sir! My father was talking to me."

"I'm not so shady."

How the hell is this? Is this father amnesia? (Madyyas).

Madya was furious to see Mr. Asrul who could not remember his own promise. In fact, Mr. Asrul is the only person who can be questioned to prove Zulfikar guilty. Madya looked at the ceiling of the house, there might be an answer there.

"Sir, sorry sir who? Uhm, I'm Madya and this is my friend Asa."

"I'm Asrul."

"All right, Mr. Asrul. We say goodbye first. Thank you for your unwillingness to testify as a rightful people. Our beaten friend is now in critical condition in hospital. May your whole life be haunted by guilt. And if anything happens to our friend, may he haunt you. Excuse me." Madya stood up to leave the house.

"Eh, wait, brother. I just wanted to. I washed the print." Then he whispered, "This was me scolded by my wife. Later please help explain that our business is a matter of school district, sister, not your portrait."

Madya and Asa stared at each other for a moment then nodded at the same time.

Oh, we got a model photo? (As).

"Quiet, Sir! I'll explain to you later, Father's wife."

"This hair is also a condition of him. Let me not be so handsome" he whispered again.

Asa and Madya suddenly nauseous.

They nodded. Mr. Asrul then goes inside for what, which must be Madya and Asa hope they made warm tea. Right now they're dead style. If there is tea and snacks, it is good as an activity.

Mr. Asrul came out with his wife and a photograph in hand.

"Honey, here they want me to testify for the sister in this photo. Let them explain. Madya, please explain to my beautiful wife this."

The couple sat down. Mr. Asrul handed the photo to Madya.

Want to say critical again to fear quality. Daniel wasn't really conscious, was he? Yes, even because of sleep. The important thing is not bo'ong. (Madyyas).

After hearing Madya's words, the look on Bu Asrul's face was still sour. He glanced at Madya then Asa. He took the photo from Madya's hand and then looked at the image of Daniel bathed in blood.

He closed his eyes for a moment. "Sorry, Sister. My husband can't testify."

"Why can't you, Mom?" ask Madya, panic.

"Sisters see for yourself your friends are this bad. What if my husband testifies, he could have the same fate as your friend."

"But, Ma'am ...."

"And my husband used to have a bad experience when he had to uncover something. So, please don't hook up my husband. I don't want to be a widow."

"But, Mom, being a widow is not bad either. The widow is getting ahead" Madya said.

Asa stomps on Madya's feet.

"Will not!" said Ms. Asrul.

After a long time of negotiations, Ms. Asrul still did not allow her husband to be involved in the Daniel case. Madya and Asa give up. They say goodbye.

~

Madya's house, night

Madya looked at the very sad photo of Daniel. The photo fell into Madya's hands because Pak Asrul and Bu Asrul were busy arguing by themselves. Mr. Asrul insisted on testifying, Ms. Asrul insisted on not allowing.

The opportunity was not wasted by Madya to bag the photo.

This photo is just a picture of Daniel bonyok bleeding, no other clue. If you give this photo without witnesses, it will not help anything. Aarrrggghhh! (Madyyas). []

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