Beautiful Thief And The King
The Teka Teki Berjawab

After lunch, they did not return to the hotel. Freya and Norman decided to spend their time walking along the side of the pier. After all they had come not only to retrieve the artifacts belonging to Freya's father but they also wanted to take a walk.

Again, an ice cream was in Freya's hands, while one hand was held by Norman. The two of them had gone far while enjoying the cool sea breeze that blew. Freya stopped her steps for a moment, so Norman stopped his steps.

"What's wrong?" ask Norman.

"There's nothing" replied Freya but her eyes looked down.

"Did your leg hurt?" Norman had already crouched under Freya's feet and looked at her.

"No, I'm fine" Freya replied but Norman ignored her words and opened the shoes Freya was wearing.

"Norman, I told you I'm fine!"

"I know, but I want to see it!" not only did he take off the shoes Freya was wearing, Norman took off the socks Freya was wearing and looked at Freya's soles.

"It's okay, your legs are fine."

"I said it's okay!"

"It's better to be sure than there's a cut on your leg!"

Norman again put his socks on, Freya holding onto Norman's shoulder. The look in his eyes did not turn to the man who looked so concerned about him.

"It's done!" norman said after putting Freya's shoes on.

"Thanks," Freya smiled as Norman looked up and looked at her.

"Let's get back on the road" Norman moved and grabbed Freya's hand.

"Where are you going?" ask Freya.

"Don't know, don't you want to go somewhere? Would you like to visit the museum again?"

"No, not all mummified replicas of king Tutankhamun are in the museum."

"really?" norman asked because he thought the replica Freya was looking for was in the museum."

"That's how it is" replied Freya.

They walked back, suddenly Freya remembered the roman numerals that she saw on the forehead of a replica of the mummy. What exactly does that number mean? Is it just an ordinary number or does it mean something. Freya thought hard but her steps suddenly stopped because she got something about the meaning of the number on the forehead of the mummy and also from the words earlier.

"What else is it?" ask Norman.

"Norman, you really are my god of luck!" freya shouted as she jumped into Norman's arms.

"Well, what's going on?" norman asked because she did not understand Freya's sudden attitude.

"Thank you, now I know the meaning of the number on the mummy's forehead!"

"Oh, yeah? What are you thanking me for? I didn't do anything!" Norman was already holding Freya even though he did not understand what was happening.

"Just thank you!" Freya kissed Norman's face many times. He did it because he was really happy.

'Whoa.. Well, even though I don't understand but I'd rather you kiss me on the bed!" Norman Goda.

"That's business later. Now, let's go back to the hotel!" bring Freya.

"Are you taking me back because you're so eager to make love to me?"

"No, stupid!" Freya hit Norman on the shoulder and came down from the man's sling.

"Ck, that's a recent affair. Let's goback!" take Freya while pulling Norman's hand to leave the place.

"alright, fine. Don't pull like that!" said Norman.

"Yes, but fast. Otherwise I'll leave you!" shouted Freya who had already walked away.

"If you stay then I'll go!" threaten Norman.

Freya's steps came to a halt, Norman smiled and quickly walked over to the waiting Freya.

"Hurry up!" scream Freya.

Norman grabbed Freya's hand and grabbed it. Freya snorted and turned away, surely it was just the usual attitude she showed. They were looking for a bus stop near the pier to return to the hotel. Freya was really impatient, she wanted to see the roman numerals in the picture.

The return trip to the hotel did not take much time. Freya bought some bread from a bakery near the hotel. Two cups of hot coffee they buy because they plan to enjoy coffee while talking.

Once inside the room, Freya picks up the laptop she left on the bed and turns on the object. Freya went to the bathroom for a while to wash her face. Norman waited in front of the window while replying to a message from his sister because Vanila asked him something.

Freya who had come out of the bathroom sat down at the table and opened the photo she took but the main object was of course the image of the mummy's forehead. Norman stepped closer, then stood behind Freya.

"Try showing me the numbers you mean" Norman said.

"You're looking at it" Freya zoomed in on the image so they could see it clearly. The numbers they saw were like a cross-shaped stroke but on the other hand there were also other strokes even on top of the strokes they found there were also other strokes that were confusing.

"What's that kind of number, I mean the number that shows that the mummy we saw is the ummies among the mummies made by a company before being scattered to the museum. I mean like this, you make ten dolls and then you mark them one by one with the numbers on each doll. You understand what I mean, don't you?" ask Norman.

"I know, Norman. That's what I was thinking. The numbers on the mummies show signs that the mummies we see are the umpteenth of all the number of replicas of mummies made!"

"So, what does that mean? Do we have to see all the mummy replicas?" ask Norman.

"Now I want to know, how many Roman numerals did you see on this mummy's forehead?" ask Freya.

"Ten," answered Norman because he saw a cross.

"But I feel it's the number seventeen or fifteen. You can see the strokes," replied Freya while pointing at some pretty faint strokes.

"Then, what's that?" ask Norman.

Freya moved and seemed to think, she even stepped towards the window and thought hard. The numbers must have had some meaning and he believes his father gave a puzzle relating to the numbers in the mummified replica of king Tutankhamun but what does that have to do? No one knows how many replicas were made and no one knows where the replicas were distributed.

Norman looked at him, honestly he could not help anymore so he would not bother Freya to think because he did not understand the mummy.

"Damn, why did I forget this!" Freya came back to Norman.

"Did you get anything?" ask Norman.

"King Tutankhamun was a king who ruled in the eighteenth dynasty with a reign of nine years. I'm sure it has something to do with the number on the mummy's forehead. The teak left by my father says that in the dark night the god Osiris will take the life of king Tutankhamun. Do you understand what that means?"

"Do we have to look for the ninth or eighteenth mummy to find the gemstone your father hid?" ask Norman.

"Yeah, my father hid the stone between one of the mummified replicas of the king and I'm sure my father hid the stone he found into a replica of mummy number nine" Freya said with confidence.

"Switchy, you're really smart. That makes a lot of sense considering the numbers. The numbers on the mummies and if they're counted from the time the king took the lead and the length of it, it makes sense that your father hid them in a replica of number nine but the question is, the question is, where is the replica of the number nine mummy?"

"That's the important thing that the puzzle will solve" Freya approached Norman and put both hands around Norman's neck, "It turns out you're quite useful" he said.

"I'm useful so it's time you thanked me!" Norman lifted Freya up and kissed her lips.

Freya kissed Norman back, a really useful partner. Norman takes Freya to the bathroom, it's time to spend the two of their time as a celebration they can already solve the puzzle given by Freya's father. One stage has been passed, staying to the next stage they have to pass is certainly not easy because the closer they are to what they are looking for the more enemies they will face.