Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu: She is my Husband

      Lenia was standing in front of the highway. Right behind the Rarawen Building. Holding her net, the girl was seen waiting.

The red antique car approached and stopped right in front of him, "taxi!" Lenia fell silent because hope did not match reality.

      Bardt opened the windshield, "get in!" Automatic open door. The girl looked cynical, "want me to lift you from there!" Lenia walked away. Bardt stayed in the car. A few steps, the girl stomped her feet and then came back and got into the car. His face looks angry.

      "Anged with who?" Running car.

      "Perhaps, someone clever who left a mark after using it. Isn't that disrespectful!" Loud noises.

      "Who's the guy?" Focus on the road.

      "Crazy bastard!" Frowning looked at Bardt.

      "I'm not a person." Rough turn.

...      "You intentionally?" Installing seatbelt. ...

      "I'm reminding a smart girl about how to put a seat belt on." A glance at Lenia.

      "These particles, really make my heart and mouth sin!" Frown.

      "He brought a girl!" Cleaning service to remove garbage bags. On the back there is a small handset.

      "How's the job?" A man patted the shoulder with a smile and in his next hand was a garbage bag, "produce?" Throw out the trash bags.

      "Not so bad!" Smilingly.

      "Because they become rich when they get married!" They both climbed the stairs and entered the building.

       'Lao, make sure it's safe!' Heavy sounds from the men in his handset.

      The red car stopped at the parking lot. Lenia opened the seatbelt intending to open the car door.

...      "Lei, can you help me?" The girl stared flatly, "it's not my seatbelt!"...

       Lenia's gaze was so cynical, "then just live and breathe quietly there!" Open the car door very roughly.

      "Lei, your picture is visible," thought, looking at the photo on the screen.

      Get out of the car, "that crazy bastard!" Groped the bag, "gawaiku!" Get in the car. A clear angry expression. Uncatch

seatbelt Bart, "already, device!" Stretching out the palm.

      Put it on Lenia's palm, "Lei!" Hearing the call, the girl stared. Lick on Lenia's lips is soft. Lenia pulled the handle and bit Bardt's arm, "my teeth!" Holding his front teeth. Get out of the car. Bart smiled.

      "That crazy bastard, a muscle wrapped in cloth. Completely lost teeth and lips. Especially the ones that disappeared after this!" Tucked small scream.

      Bart locked the car door with a palm scanner. Lean on the car while crossing hands. Staring at Lenia, the girl curled all the way to the inn gate. Bart walked slowly past a black car, "come here apparently?" Lopsidedly smiles.

       "Miss, is your name Lenia?" The receptionist smiled kindly. His body was wrapped in Dayak batik dress. 

       Lenia stopped still with a cynical expression. The receptionist girl looked doubtful and scared. Lenia immediately changed her expression, "sorry, I'm the one."

       "Miss, there's a guest for miss. The master was waiting in the guest room." Smilingly. Lenia is seen staring left and right, "can look back, maybe a mistake on the name!"

      Lenia breathed a sigh of resignation. Following bellgirl in a doldrums. Bart looked at Lenia from the entrance of the inn.

      A man sat in a rattan chair, his position turned his back to the entrance. Right in front of him was a round rattan table. An open space atmosphere with garden views. The body was clad in yellow and black chino jerseys as well as slips on white casual shoes.

      Bellgirl smiled and left. Lenia's headed for the rattan chair.

      "Please sit!" A handsome man who looks friendly with a smile. Hands let sit.

      "Thank you!" Lenia sat across from the man, "but what would happen if I didn't interrupt your talk time?"

      "Truly straight on the core. I even had trouble finding the intro." I took a few photos with Lenia.

      The girl looked at it alternately, photo by photo. Visible date and time are listed on the photo, "from CCTV?" All showed pictures of men from every corner, different clothes and dates but the same man. Lenia's hand paused on a photo, "Bardt!" Slow voice. Look at the man in front of him.

      "You even know his name. A complicated couple. Before I go on, my name is Richad Ice. No need to comment on the name. The topic of our discussion, he was at a different time at a time of repeated occurrence." Smiling friendly.

      "the relation?" Lenia smiled.

      Ricard was serious, "every time a woman murders, she's in an adjacent location. Every time." Emphasize the last word as a trouble point signal. Staring coldly, putting your hands on the photo.

      "He's a suspect, Evidence?" Open the palm of the asking sign.

      Smiling kindly, "he's just in our sights!"

      "Without clear evidence you shouldn't corner others. Especially in front of a girl like me. What connection?" Frown.

      "If she's proven to be caught up in this girl like you would how?"

      "The answer is, am I a suspected crime aide or as a protected potential victim?" Put your hands on the photo.

      "We just want to protect the person he just met tonight, if that's the case!" Lean on the back of the chair and cross the legs.

       Stand up slowly, "I know Bart so you don't have to worry. But worry about you stalking me. Because the dark facts are not simply etched, sir. After all, the deaths of the victims have been confirmed, not that the perpetrators have been caught!" Stare sharply.

      "A witness said they saw him at the scene at the scene. It all happened because of accidents, murder and suicide. The victim and the perpetrator have been confirmed. But there's something scarier than that fact!" Staring at Lenia intensely.

       "more terrifying?" Questions that repeat as a confirmation.

       "Surprisingly, the secret police force." Smiling, "we East Barito police are cooperating with Palangka Raya police station for further confirmation. I have to protect before I add to the problem. How's offer?"

      "I must have refused." The voice whispered.

      "There's always a reason, not so. Is it because a dangerous person would look so charming." Looking at Lenia with a smile. The girl's curly black hair was swept away by the wind. The trees and flowers in the garden were clearly dancing with slow beats.

      Pushing the end of the chair until the position goes under the table, pocketing a decision of action. "You can easily put on a smile and that smile looks kindly sir but, a lot of trickery with it as a weapon. Especially for someone else's story. I don't even know when you're really honest. And one thing, how could I possibly be protected from my own husband!" Lenia smiled gently.

      Ricard looked at the girl stiffly.

      "Excuse me." Walking away left Ricard with a burden of mind.

'*I said to my husband but in fact I adored him then, sooner or later I have to tell him*!'