DEATH WARRANT
DISSIMILAR

I looked back at Hana's record of hell but this time with such a gloomy feeling, for some reason in my heart was implied by such a frightening feeling. I don't know if it's because the paper I'm holding doesn't have blood marks like previous records or if it's because my body needs a break.

My little head is still unable to accept that Hana's note does not use blood but instead uses liquid like Nanda's assumption, if only her statement was true...''Inspector!'' Shouted Sergeant Radit disperse my reverie.

Instantly I looked into his eyes, then turned to look at Nanda who was biting her index finger. ''Nanda, what are you going to do?'' My voice is so soft.

''We make sure first, whether the liquid on the paper matches Hana or not!''

''If according to how?''

''I don't want to say it... To be honest this problem can backfire which will aim one by one our heads..''

I gulped immediately after hearing Nanda's desperate voice.

''Inspector!'' Sergeant Radit called Nanda again, this time in a slightly raised voice. Very visible spark on his face.

''What's up..'' Legally.

''What should I do, is there no way to save me from this curse...'' Sergeant Radit was silent for a moment. ''In-Inspector! I have a wife and two young children at home, I am not ready to leave them in this world... Inspector!'' Close it.

Nanda wiped his face with both palms then his tall body instantly crashed sitting on the ground.

''Nanda, are you okay?'' I asked her but Nanda didn't say, I didn't expect this unpredictable man to look so frustrated.

''Sergeant Radit is right, it looks like we have to think about him first!''

''It turned out that way...!'' Nanda said instantly, his bowed body was seen trying to stand up and then approached me pulling the hell note I was holding.

Like those? Whatdoes thatmean? I narrowed my eyes at him who was trying to stand up while thinking about what he said just now.

''Alright, I'll keep this record! Then, I want to hear your opinion first!'' He continued with a very serious face.

I don't know what really happened when he stared at the ground just now, only for a moment the face changed.

''Oi, Nanda are you really okay?''

''If you have time to worry, you better worry about yourself. Misya.'' Her speech.

''What do you mean...'' My voice stopped seeing his eyes being so sharp on me. ''Well, it's not the time to argue, is it?'' I took a breath for a moment. ''Nanda, I think it is true that Sergeant Radit has been cursed by Jara, but is it possible that Jara can curse someone without blood?''

''What ''What! Wasn't it obvious in front of your eyes Hana was actually doing everything according to this writing!''

''Yeah, but why hasn't he done that all along... I mean, why did Jara have to bother killing using the blood of the victims first? Nanda, isn't that strange to you?''

''If you want to know the answer, ask him directly... How do I know!'' His impact.

''What?''

''Oi Misya! Didn't I ask you to give me an opinion on where Sergeant Radit's records are hidden!'' His impact with his index finger pointed at Sergeant Radit. With eyes full of emotion he continued. ''Why are you even asking such a useless question, Ha!''

What the hell happened to him? He's like a different person... Misya, hold yourself. This is not a good time.

After a moment I refrained from Nanda's suddenly changed nature, I also said firmly. ''I reckon... Sergeant Radit don't go back to his house for now. Yes, if it is true that he has been a victim of that record, it could be that his hell records are hidden there... We don't know if the note is on the car they drove here.Just in case from tomorrow he will stay in the detention house, at least until we can make sure!''

''How about tonight?'' Asked Nanda with caution.

This guy is totally unpredictable. It was like he was looking for something from me. And I don't know what that is. My eyes and Nanda were glaring at each other as if threatening each other, I swiftly said. ''Tonight he will come with me, today I am on leave so I don't need to ask you for permission... Nanda, I'm going to go get some rest! We'll find a hotel around here... That's all I can say, how?''

''Then Hana's men just stay to avoid places that have been related to him, so you mean?''

''Yeah, about like that. Then what about you?''

''I?'' You mean my opinion?''

''No-No, I mean are you going back to Jakarta now?''

''I will still be here, there is still something I want to make sure about this building.'' The answer.

''Just do as you please anyway I shouldn't bother coming here, because today I'm on leave, huh. take this!'' I took out a few pieces of paper from the bag and handed them to her.

''What is this?'' He asked while turning the paper.

''May it help you, it was the opening of Amelia Earhart's book I said earlier, before she came to take the book I had time to write it, but only a little.''

''Well, it looks like this will be of great help...'' He answered while reading my note. ''Misha, are you going now? Is there nothing you want to ask?''

''Nanda, I told you today is my day off, so I don't want to waste my energy anymore, but Nanda, tomorrow you have to tell me what really happened?''

''Alright Misya, leave this building to me, go rest first but are you sure not to wait for the results from Hana first?''

''No! I'll listen to the full report from you, tonight I want to sleep. Nanda, you have to be careful... I don't know why I think something will happen tomorrow, or just my feelings!''

Nanda just smiled at me.

''Then we will leave now.''

How quaint..

It was very clear from Nanda's behavior that something was hidden, while stepping I tried to think about what really happened to him. His nature and attitude are not like his. One thing that actually stuck in my mind, how could Jara know today I will go to Bali. While the one who knows I will go to Bali is only two people. Nayla and Nanda.

I was trying to get rid of the strange thoughts from my head, Is it possible that Nanda was also hit by a curse like Hana. The thought stopped until the voice called from behind me.

''Sya!'' Nanda shouted so loudly.

I slowly looked back at him. He ran out of the small barn. ''I want to ask you one more thing, is there blood on Amelia Earhart's book?'' He said with a smile.

Whahuh? Blood on Amelia Earhart's book? Right.why don't I realize such an important thing...

Such an important thing was simply not terbesit in my head while holding the book. Wait for...What's more important now is what purpose he's asking me that for. If he is indeed already under the influence of Jara's curse I can't just answer this question. Do I have to lie to answer, yes, just like that. I had to make sure first that he was not cursed by Jara then I told him the truth, yes like that...

Convinced by the decision I made swiftly I lied to answer. ''Ti-No... There's no blood on Amelia Earhart's book.. I mean, just like Hana...''

''O, like that yeah...'' He answered and turned and went back into the barn.