BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 28 HAPPY AT DEATH?

EPS 28 HAPPY AT DEATH?

Dandung was still standing frozen in front of Samson. I don't know what's on his mind, he doesn't know. He still could not believe what he saw. Edhik was killed in a very sadistic way. But strangely, his face looked happy as the old gun took his life. His sincere smile was so imprinted in Dandung's mind. What happened?

“Sit back Ndung!” samson's command, his voice sounded cold and heavy.

Stumbling like stuttering. He looked at his superior face for a moment. Then sit back slowly. Take a deep breath, then throw it in a long groove. Both of his hands were cupped in covering his face. Swiping his facial skin many times quickly. Then both of his hands crept over his head, then squeezed his hair hard.

“Huh!” he breathed a rough breath.

He wanted to scream loudly, but he was in front of Mr. Samson. A superior whom he had considered like his own biological father.

“Shout, if you want to scream,” Samson said again, as if he could read his heart.

But Dandung didn't do it. He tried to hold back the anger that was slowly creeping up to fill his head. His face began to harden and his eyes looked slightly reddened. In his heart he promised not to forgive the man who killed his best friend.

“You are law enforcement Dandung,” Samson said again.

Those words were like slapping Dandung's face. As if a clairvoyant, Samson could always read the turmoil in his heart and temper it.

“A law enforcement officer always acts on behalf of the law in every action. Can't crack down on someone without clear evidence. Can't act out of anger, especially in the name of revenge,” Samson continued.

Dandung. Trying to quell the turmoil of the heart that burned the flames of anger and resentment. Replacing it with the awareness that its duty and duty is to expose the crime based on legal facts, not assumptions and opinions.

“I need your clear thinking, not your emotions,” uajr Samson. “If we only obey emotions, we all get angry Dandung, not just you.”

Slowly Dandung nodded his head.

“Iya sir. Forgive me,” he said softly.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

I heard the door knock.

“Leman sir!” I heard someone's voice from outside.

“Oh, mr. Leman. Login sir!” sahut Samson's.

Kriyets!

The door sounds open. A caraka walked into the room, carrying two cups of milk coffee. The smoke is still billowing, spreading the fragrant smell of coffee aroma in the room. Carefully Mr. Leman put the two cups of coffee on Samson's table.

“Drink your coffee Dandung, let your mind calm down,” Samson said again.

Dandung picked up the cup of milk coffee that was in front of him. Smelled the smoke for a moment and then sipped it little by little. The warm feeling immediately spread throughout his body. Ah, right said Mr. Samson, his mind became calmer after drinking coffee.

“Now tell me what your conclusion was about the video earlier.”

Dandung. Apparently he was still in shock and had not thought of anything.

“Please see that video once again Ndan!”

“I've sent the video to your phone.”

“There is a strange Ndung?”

“Iya Ndan. Edhik seems to know this figure named Santoso very well. Seen from the look of his angry face turned out to be friendly.”

Samson nodded his head.

“What are your assumptions?”

“I know Edhik doesn't have many friends. The only person named Santoso whom he knew well was Doctor Santoso, from the forensics section.”

“Doctor Santoso? You know him well too, right?”

Dandung nodded his head.

“Well, then I'll contact the forensics section. To ask that Santoso doctor come here,”, Samson said.

“No need Ndan. Just now doctor Santoso came to see me with forensic files on the ballistic test of the bullets used in the Bripka Edhik murder case,”, Dandung said.

Samson was shocked to hear Dandung's words.

“What? let's check those files again, Dandung. I also want to see it.”

Dandung stand up straight. Saluted, then turned around and moved swiftly back into his room. A few moments later he returned to the AKBP room Samson Hutapea while carrying the files that had been given by Dr. Santoso from the forensic department.

“This are Ndan.” files

Samson immediately received the files from Dandung's hand. Check them one by one quickly. Sheet by sheet he took a quick look. In the last two he stopped his movement. His face looked tense, then he showed the two forensic files to Dandung. No longer pictures of bullets, but pictures of Dandung and Frida that have been cross-marked with markers red, red as blood!

“He's also after you Dandung!”

***

And that night's frost was broken by police car sirens that ran through every corner of the city. AKBP Samson and AKP Dandung have been informed that Doctor Santoso and his two police guards are not at the POLRI hospital. Even his existence is unknown.

Samson immediately asked all the patrol units for a chase. Several units of the search force, snipers and even special forces were also dropped. The atmosphere of the city became a little tense. People who stayed up in the streets immediately hid themselves as soon as they heard police sirens.

“What is this? Looks like there's going to be a big event tonight?” ask someone.

“Usually the raids of drug syndicates or the killing of famous people,” replied his friend.

By dawn, Dandung got a report that the vehicle of Doctor Santoso and the two policemen who escorted him were found in the East Canal Flood area. Dandung immediately drove his car to the scene of the crime. Car sirens and siren lights that shine blindingly make the cars in front of him immediately get out of the way. Give a salute to the young captain to get to the CTK as soon as possible.

Jakarta Flood Canal is a collector water channel as one of the ways to overcome Jakarta's floods. The goal is to control the flow of water from the upstream of the river by regulating the volume of water entering the city of Jakarta and will make the burden of the river in the north of the collective channel more controlled. The canal is a macro system of drainage of the city that serves to reduce the puddles in the city by draining it directly into the sea.

As soon as he got out of the car, Dandung was greeted by a first officer, Ipda Erwin. He reported that Santoso's doctor and the two policemen who were escorting him were found floating under the bridge.

“Is there any sign of persecution?”

“No Ndan. No puncture wounds, bruises, puncture wounds, torn wounds or other injuries. Even their faces look happy.”

“What! How do you come to such a conclusion?”

“There was a smile forming on the corner of their lips.”

The deg!