Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu

      Neat dance curves and a smile as an escort. Every process meets an outcome, a hard process seconds not necessarily have a result that suits pride but the struggle until anytime will not be able to be wagered with the result.

      The two body shapes squeezed each other, among the crowd standing Bard far behind Lenia and Eli. The man stood up avoiding the cheers and smiles of men, and one girl even though the girl was no longer applicable to her current status. Lenia occasionally stared at Bart, the man replied with a slanted smile and raised the wine glass as if as a gesture, 'I am here, so just calm down Lei!' The gaze refocused on the stomping dance hitting the floor. Smile from Lenia's lips. Bart smiled increasingly skewed at each of his gazes.

      One sip of palm wine as a symbol of the word, the gaze of each gulp grew colder. The lights of the room are getting dimmer as if melodied. The time is getting closer, there is always hope when dare to fight and defend. Stick to the stand though sometimes we should know that there must be tears there. Singing in utarakan like wuwuhiang (starred ceiling).

...      'Naan saga, rueh kauulun sameh ngamule atei, santuhian hungei tatau yah intan,...

      Bart turned around and placed the rice wine glass on the table. Rough footsteps were seen hunting down the stairs, without even looking at Lenia, a cold expression skipping everyone she met. A definite step towards the toilet and ending at the female toilet.

...      'Kiak andri rimut finger watu, fur wunge we rueh puang tau tumu, jaka iuh mulek no ngamule babaran, jaka,...

      Fix the toxedo and go to the toilet end. Knock on the toilet door. Door opens slowly.

...      'Daya hanangni puang iuh na antuh let hang end lela, penu kallelu ulun kude hanye riu mateku itati.'...

      Applause and boisterousness into a red hooded cover. When it opens, it is presented with a bloody sword. The first smile faded, that night.

      'I can't keep an eye on the women's toilet, there's a bully signal for body detection in a special room.' The voice across the aerphone, "I'll be there!" Ricard turned off the skin earphones on his ears.

      "Show me the CCTV screen is heading to the toilet!" The female staff dressed in batik and cloth skirts looked confused because a male staff of the same status gave the command, "sorry before, you are the food delivery committee?" The man in front of her gave her a police badge, "we're hunting, miss!" Putting an index finger on the lips as a gesture to be silent, "you know, miss, greed is based on the reason the defense will be so bloody!" Putting the hand over the girl's hand, the mouse shifted slightly.

      Rey pulls Cerel out of the crowd, "we were separated long ago from Lenia and Eli!"

       "Then we'll just wait in the chair!" The little girl looked around.

      "We're gonna find them Cece!" Rey's expression looked cold. Cerel just nodded his mark of approval.

      The toilet door opened a girl looking slightly tidied up the kebaya and closed the door, her steps stopped when a glance fell on the back of the man behind her. The two face each other on the back. The girl slowly turned around, and a sight made her stiff. The room is cooler than the heating.

     The girl walked nonchalantly like an undead, her pale face clearly reflected, making defenses along the wall, bracing herself to come out of the toilet room. Ricard headed towards him, "there's a dead body in the toilet!" Flat tone, the girl fell in her arms, turning on the earphones, "Come here!" Lifting the girl in his arms, a firm step towards the female toilet room. The toilet room door was wide open, Bart was seen cleaning his hands in the sink just above the corpse, the reflection of his face in the mirror showed a sharp look, and a glimpse of a slanted smile from the lips behind his handkerchief. There's no face there. Ricard approached, "i'll take you!" A cold tone, staring at the corpse under Bart.

      "It's with pleasure, but I'm sure you need proof," turned around and took a handkerchief on his mouth as a rag. A resolute move skipped the corpse underneath, the bloody footprints and stood right beside Ricard, "I didn't touch the corpse!" Smiling proud.

      "Then will I have trouble using luminol?" Several organizers came and stood at the door, all wearing white rubber hand shirts.

      "You're really hunting, one thing I'm warning you, you're hunting wrong!" One male committee put the handcuffs on Bart's hands, "master says too much, please come with us to the police station and finish it there!" Some organizers approached the body, "we wait for the forensic officer!" Look at Ricard.

      Each trail leaves a mark that will begin to fade with each step. There was always a cold smile in the middle of the battle. Hunting with a good hunter.

      Handkerchiefs closing the handcuffs on Bart's hands, the man stared at the crowd inside the building which was starting to look empty. The handcuffs came off, "you better use this!" Holding the two police hands to his left and handcuffs changing positions. The policeman had trouble opening the handcuffs on his hands. Bart showed off the circular key on his index finger. The two policemen next to him resigned and continued to follow, outside the building one ambulance and several police cars parked gallantly. Many pairs of people are seen starting to go away from the building when completing weapon checks and luminol scanners on the body.

      Cerel and Rey are in the car waiting for Lenia and Eli. The two girls came down the stairs towards them. Eli stepped ahead of Lenia.

      'Where are you?' The finger is placed on the send word, on the screen of the device. Lenia stepped slowly behind Eli, "this staircase looks excited!" Sometimes staring at the screen.

      Bart put his glasses on and a blue screen was plastered in front of him, 'fetch your husband at the police station tomorrow at 12!' Stop hand typing with a smile. The policeman next to him looked at the man's hand, and was seen shaking.

      Lenia stared silently at the screen, her gaze directed at the police car and Ricard's car which was still parked in the parking lot of the building. Turning around and climbing the stairs, removing the haighel and slightly tearing off her skirt, the girl climbed the stairs.

      "Where are you going?" Eli's call was ignored by him. The girl continued to climb the stairs as if she was hunting with a second. High heel hung in hand and gaze fell on one direction, the entrance. Halfway up the stairs the girl stood, her steps stopping there, the familiar body figure at the end of the stairs. 

      The man's gaze was fixed on Lenia with the slanted smile on her back. His steps beckoned the girl. Lenia took a slow step and began to quickly climb the stairs. Standing right in front of Bart, palms floated on his cheeks and a tight hug followed. The left-hand grip weakened and dropped a high heel but Bart's right hand briefly caught both heels, before falling down the stairs. Two policemen behind him and several pairs of eyes were passing by looking confused with expressions clearly visible.

      "You know the story of Cinderella, she left the prince with the glass shoes, he only briefly turned around at the prince and disappeared with his chariot while my girl was seen turning around and leaving the horse and letting the glass shoes break for punches and hugs!" The left hand returned Lenia's embrace. The girl pulled back and slightly moved away from the man in front of her. Bart held onto Lenia's cheek and slightly raised the girl's chin, "your husband almost believes in the word worry?" It was silent as it looked at the girl in front of him teary-eyed.