
He hoped the night would pass so that they could return home quickly, but when his prayer was answered, Samuel found Ema standing holding a wide lollipop that was usually sold to children.
His eyes looked innocent as he stared at the thing.
"Ema, where did you get that?"
Ema glanced coldly. Then point towards the bar table. "The man gave it to me."
And he accepted it?
Wouldn't he normally be cold and say no need or anything?
Samuel didn't know why either, but he was so upset he didn't reply again.
They returned to the inn without saying much, entering their respective rooms as if nothing had happened.
Samuel lay staring at the ceiling of the room after the bath. His mind was thrown back at Ema, and the lollipop he received suddenly.
Why, dad? That sucks. So sucks.
Thinking now that Ema ate the lollipop, whether the man was making Samuel could not quiet down.
"I know he's got your attention."
Yeah, he caught Samuel's attention. Makes him always look for excuses to think about him and suspect him.
*
Rowan Ahkam was only silent when the house was so noisy by the commotion of death again.
Two of his uncles were killed again. If Idrus dies from drugs, then Seline falls into a ravine, then this time her two uncles have a deadly accident in a different place.
Now it can no longer be detained. They all realized that there was someone who wanted to kill one by one the Ahkam family, until now everyone was ordered to be at home.
"What is Uncle Sam?" Rangga quietly whispered to her as everyone was busy lamenting this calamity.
"I doubt." Rowan replied faintly. "If Uncle Sam wants to, he can kill us one by one. Not terrorizing and letting himself be the center of suspicion."
Rowan .. suspecting someone.
The next day someone came with Samuel, dragging the man's suitcase.
But if Rowan's suspicions are true, why and who is the girl?
*
Emilia was only calm when the next morning she came down from the room, finding the dining table atmosphere covered with gloom.
His eyes saw Argantana sitting in a chair near Suryanata, then saw her mother Seline not coming down from the room because she was still busy mourning her daughter's death.
The atmosphere became very calm. Even the sound of a spoon was barely audible. Emilia feels a sense of peace seeing them overwhelmed by uncertain feelings, unable to know who the attacker of this serial murder case is.
I'm not retaliating for the deaths of Father and Mother. Emilia passed into the kitchen. I retaliated for your interference with me.
"Ema."
The girl turned around from her activities of washing the former kitchen utensils. No expression when Rowan came to him.
"I remember telling you to take my clothes. Did you wash it?"
Emilia was confused for a moment, though a moment later she remembered.
Also true. Rowan told him to.
"I'll do it after this."
Something went wrong as Rowan stood there waiting. When he finished, he approached to give up something.
"This is my room key." He held Emilia's hand straight away. Though still wet and deliberately not he rapped. "Take the dirty clothes in the basket and wash it. Don't forget to separate the white, black, and colored clothes."
".... Alright."
Emilia passed, while Rowan stared at her wet hand.
Rough, thought Rowan. His hands are very rough for a woman's hand size.
Was Rowan too paranoid to suspect him?
*