DEATH WARRANT
JARA TRAIL

Right, I shouldn't have gone to check on Mr. Yandri's niece's friend yesterday. But I felt that there was a strong impulse from my innermost mind, a urge that asked me to check as soon as possible, I guessed that the accident must have been related to Jara. And sure enough after we went to see him. Me and Andi realized something.

One day ago, after a meeting together at the office…

After the meeting with the commander, the four of us were ordered to return to their respective rooms.

After the meeting I decided to go back home and not go back to the crowded room. I was planning to discuss the hell records with Nayla, so she wouldn't be so aware that I was suspicious of her. But my steps stopped when passing my favorite cafe. I sat down for a while to refresh my head with a warm cup of coffee and relaxing music that was comfortable in my ears. 

I don't know why I felt something stuck in my mind and then I asked Andi who was still in the office to come to me. I want to make sure of the plan I just thought of.

He waited a little while and ordered his favorite drink.

“What do you really want to do, senior?'' He said sitting in front of me.

I glanced at the clock that was attached prettyly to her wrist. The clock still shows at 16:05 WIB. “Andi, for some reason, I would like to confirm the accident that befell Mr. Yandri's family!’’

“What senior feels it is really related?’’ explained ensure.

“Ya.’’ I'm nodding.

“Don't the commander ask to check it out tomorrow after the broadcast that senior did, '’.

“But my instinct from earlier keeps pushing me to check it out right away, I don't know why?’’

“Huhhh..’’ he grunts fretfully. “Alright, if senior asks for it. I will not refuse!’’ the answer is full of enthusiasm.

I nodded in thanks.

“Then what will we do?’’

“Then listen well!’’ I explained to him all the plans I had thought of, of course he understood them all. Andi is a very qualified informant, smart again wise because that's why he was called the commander to join the Jakarta police special team.

I took the phone out of my pocket and called Mr. Yandri to ask for the address of his nephew's friend. Just for a moment we could get the location not far from where we drank. It took me a few minutes to get there by car.

Pak Yandri's niece and her friend both studied in Bandung, they are best friends. I can feel how tight it is if a close friend dies right beside us. surely prolonged trauma will befall and gnawing mentally and soul.

With the shrewdness of looking for information that Andi has finally we met him in a park not far from where he lived. She currently lives with her grandmother. Both of her parents have been divorced for a long time. Neither of her parents wanted to take responsibility for her life so her grandmother took care of her needs.

We both saw him sitting alone on a park bench enjoying a very beautiful afternoon atmosphere. The sun's light has turned on the earth from the west. A gentle breeze blew slowly to make everyone who was in the park comfortable.

It seems like the accident that happened to him was not too severe, from the physical everything is fine. No major injuries were seen to him. Maybe it's just the wound inside him that's really bad. The hue was very clearly visible on his face.

I put my hand on him. She looked up at me and Andi who was beside me.

“Whose you?’’ Ask lirih.

I sat next to him and told him everything including that we were from the police who just wanted to ask about the accident that happened to him. I also had time to ask him if they met the magician according to the records of the mother of the parlour. But he just quietly whined unable to answer.

Seeing that I felt like he was still in shock and traumatized. So we left him alone and went back home empty-handed, not bringing any information from him.

But…

Just a few steps away from her, she suddenly shouted something that made us both surprised.

Spontaneous me and Andi flipped their bodies looking at him who was already standing upright right behind us.

Only a matter of seconds was the kitchen knife in his right hand. The blade that came out of nowhere, darted swiftly piercing into his neck shaft. The people around the park who were looking shouted loudly and in fear. He thrust the knife repeatedly into his neck.

His body was shivering frenziedly, from his mouth spurting black blood that spread throughout the body. His sturdy legs stood up from earlier instantly falling to his knees. The girl pulled out the knife stuck in her neck. Without hesitation the girl stabbed him repeatedly.

Before he really fell I saw him smile at me. His clean teeth looked blackish red instantly.

Seeing that Andi rushed to help him quickly. But all of this is in vain.

I just stayed frozen, my legs felt stuck on the ground. I can't move. My body trembled so fiercely when I actually saw that his blood-drenched body fall down on the ground. The girl died bathed in blood with her eyes open.

Andi saw me who stood trembling undisturbed, what happened again repeated. Twice I witnessed something like this right in my eyes.

***

Moments later, the ambulance took her to the hospital. The local police came to ask a few questions. Andi has taken care of everything.

After all that was done, we went home. My head can't think of anything else. We did not find any hell records from her, unlike Kirana's mother, the girl did not leave any notes before her death. Then why is Kirana's mother there? She didn't?Questions like that keep coming to my head. 

It doesn't matter anymore. What is clear is that the two of them must have met jara somewhere before the accident hit them. Tomorrow we have to make sure.

“Senior, I will report to the commander about this incident.” Sahut Andi when he drove me home.

“Alright, everything I leave to you. This body wants to rest! We'll continue it tomorrow.’’ I was obviously with him.

Andi nodded slowly.

“Then how do you get home?’’ I watched his body fill with blood.

“I'll order ojek online only,’’ he added gave me my car key.

“Good, don't forget your duty tomorrow.’’

“SAY SENIOR!’’

After that I left him in the house, my head felt like it was going to be destroyed after seeing the incident. I walk like a drunk. My body staggered open the door.

A few steps in I saw Nayla reading a book in front of the lit TV.

“Is there an interesting story today?’’ welcome him to look at me.

“No, my waist really hurt today.'' I stepped around her waist making her laugh.

“Are you that old?’’

I didn't care about it and went inside the room leaving her.

What does it mean to ask an interesting story today? Does that have anything to do with it? I murmured in my heart.

My head can't weigh it anymore. I threw my body into the bed, unconsciously my eyes were closed.