Curious Spirit Courier
Bingo!

Ferdian opened the veil of space dimensions, he followed Bu Atun first because it was considered more seizing his curiosity. Bu Atun walked quickly through the night through the deserted path. Arriving at a house illuminated by only one small bulb, he stood in silence for a moment. 

Ferdian could clearly see the doubt and fear that enveloped Bu Atun. Bu Atun's hands clenched firmly beside his body, the corners of his lips dropped and occasionally he took a deep breath.

"Something in the house makes him nervous."

Ferdian looked towards the house, curious about what was inside. He re-opened the dimensional passageway and penetrated into the house. 

His eyes widened, "What is this?! A storm in the house?!"

Dishes smashed to pieces, a torn sofa, wooden chairs that surround the dining table are not because of its location, as well as clothes scattered where. Not to mention the food scattering on the floor, completely chaotic and dirty.

"Who did it?! It's just fine that Ms. Atun refused to come in."

Ferdian walked back and found a man sleeping. From the smell of his body Ferdian was sure if the man rarely showered. While not far from the man was sleeping, a little boy curled up in fear in a corner of the room. His eyes stared pushyly at the man who was snoring loudly.

The sound of the door being opened, Bu Atun tiptoed the road avoiding the shards of shard from the plate. He paused for a moment before finally picking up one by one the dangerous dish fragments. His activities came to a halt as he remembered his little girl.

"Naira!"

He rushed to find his beloved little girl, as my eyes of Bu Atun caught the figure of a small child in the corner of the room, he immediately embraced her.

"Naira, I'm sorry, dear. Be patient soon, son. Strengthen your heart" he said bitterly as he hugged and gently rubbed his daughter's hair.

"Naira is afraid Ma'am, evil Aji's father! Naira's scared!"

The crying of both of them broke but was held back because they did not want to wake the man named Aji. It really is not something like this that Bu Atun expected when he married Aji. His hope is dashed over time which erodes Aji's love for Atun.

Ferdian took a deep breath, he was powerless to hold back his emotions.

"It's not my killer mas, I'm sure!"

"Why did Mr Hadi say that? Oh yeah, I was wondering, why do you always give her money for Miss Atun?"

Mr. Hadi silently did not answer, he looked at Bu Atun sadly. "Because of her, the mother of Inspiration."

"What?! How do you know she's his mother?"

"I found that Ms. Atun always looked at Ilham from afar. He also occasionally follows Ilham to make sure that Ilham goes to school. At first I was not suspicious but he too often appeared behind Ilham and often shop at the store if Ilham was on guard."

"I followed and asked him to talk, the resemblance of face and behavior made me sure that Bu Atun was the mother of Ilham. He was evasive and always avoided until one day he came with a bruised face and asked me for a job. That's when I got the answer, if Ms. Atun, Ilham's biological mother. He came and regretted throwing away Inspiration, but seeing that Ilham was happy with me, he refused to say hello."

"A pretty sad story, then the money?"

Hadi turned to Ferdian, "Pay the debt of that useless bastard! Since at the PHK of the shoe factory, the idiot Aji was just drunk and gambling his job. Torturing Miss Atun and Naira. I can't bear, however Ilham I already consider my own child that means Bu Atun should I protect."

Ferdian was surprised by Mr. Hadi's statement, the middle-aged man next to him was so kind it was unfair he had to die horribly.

"Well if you don't think it's him, we're going to Badri's house!"

The hallway of the dimension of space and time again opened, Ferdian stepped in leaving the spirit of Mr. Hadi who still wanted to linger long in Bu Atun's house.

Badri smiled broadly at the sheet of money that was inserted Ilham was coupled with the stolen proceeds. While smoking his cigarette that lives half Badri chattering.

"Basar bocil, plain really I kadalin! Just like his father, just put a hearty and sad face out of the money! Weighing the same gallon of gas in my water dapet four hundred thousand! Good luck today!"

Ferdian stared furiously, sitting in front of Badri. It felt like he was giving a lesson to a crafty human like Badri but he held back. He has to dig up information about the possible killer of Mr. Hadi. There is not much time, only three days and tomorrow is the last day. Mr. Hadi had to ride the train to the tunnel of death if he did not want his spirit destroyed and could not continue the round of life.

"Mas, here's the coffee!" Badri's wife placed a coffee cup in front of her husband who was still enjoying his cigarettes.

"Cck, where'd you get this much money? Help me again, mas?!" Badri's wife looked very upset.

"Denger ya mas, I'm not sincere you love me to eat from the money please gini! My friend, it's not good to continue!"

"Heh, good at holding you back! Yes, all of us dependents! I'm the same your son got the sap to eat money please like this, haram mas! I can keep getting sick if I keep gini!"

"Whisper! Lu diem aja why be bini, most requests anyway make me puyeng aja?!" balas Badri is no less harsh.

Ferdian clucked, if only there was no wife Badri had been sure he would appear suddenly in front of the dark aura man.

"Request what mas, basically you who lack money to me! Dahlah lazy I talk to you, mending me to work just find halal money! I won't take your money!"

Badri's wife went inside leaving her husband muttering in anger himself. "Basic, have a bini ngomel aja his work profit me try if I have not been looking for tuh Maryam widow bahenol next door!"

The clock has shown ten o'clock at night and Badri is still cool to install soccer gambling through his cellphone. The sound of screaming and swearing slid down from his blackened lips. Ferdian did not stay silent, he opened the veil that covered himself and just appeared in front of Badri.

"Is there still not enough sin today?!"

The sudden appearance of Ferdian made Badri surprised, he was frightened because obviously the door was locked and his wife's son was sound asleep.

"Who are you?! D-devil!"

Ferdian approached quickly, clutching the shirt Badri was wearing.

"You should be ashamed of what you did! Ilham and Mr. Hadi have done a lot for you but you tricked him instead! How disgusting!"

"Sorry please let me go!"

"Did you also kill Mr. Hadi? Tell me!" Ferdian rebuked and looked at him sharply until Badri was scared to death.

"That bang, my goodness I'm wrong bang please don't make me die bang. I want a pen!" sahut shakes.

"Answer! You killed Mr Hadi for his money?!"

"Not really, I swear! I am a handyman helping him money but to kill me I do not dare to bang. By Allah bang, kill an ant just don't have my heart!" he said glare at Ferdian.

"You don't even deserve to mention his name! You cheat the boy who is fighting for his life even you have the heart to take the rights of him who is not yours!"

"That bang, geez! I promise I won't repeat tomorrow! But really do not report me to the police, I swear I did not kill Mr. Hadi. I only saw that night there was a man entering the house of Mr. Hadi, just as I wanted to steal money in the drawer."

"I think it's Mr. Hadi's brother, uh not his tomorrow Mr. Hadi found dead."

"Do you know that guy?!"

"I don't know bang but her body smells of liquor and .. ohya, Ms Atun! Atun Abis came to the house and kept coming out again!"

"Are you sure you're not lying?"

"No bang vow bang, my man hides in front of the pager, behind the taneman!"

Ferdian looked into Badri's eyes he said honestly. He also released his grip. Badri immediately stepped back in fear.

"If you ever see that person again, can you recognize him?"

"Can bang, can!" sahut fast.

"Good, now take me to that guy!"

Ferdian's strength overflowed, he grabbed Badri's hand and they immediately moved. Ferdian clucked in annoyance but was also no wonder when they returned to Bu Atun's house.

"Bingo!"