DEATH WARRANT
KARMAS

15, tenth day.

Today is Thursday the 5th, our last day.

The research that I have been doing for ten days can only collect pieces of the puzzle that have been scattered all along. However, I have not been able to ascertain an image formed from the pieces of the puzzle.

I'd really like to exchange information with Nanda. After that, perhaps we can draw a useful conclusion to this investigation. Why he didn't come to this day. I haven't heard from Nanda in five days. The instructions he gave me gave me absolutely no answer to the questions I needed. Merely, that information made my head even more myopic. I don't know, or I can't analyze it. Why to this day he has not returned as he said.

I really don't know, there was a dispute between the two of us. He looked so angry then I just left. When he last called he left only one closing message, Don't look for me until I call you. I don't know what it means to say that. At that time I was so annoyed to see his behavior. I felt like he was underestimating my way of solving this problem. We were really fucked up then. And now I really want to hear his opinion even from the phone.

I tried to stay lying down, but my mind kept racing. I got up and dressed without making a sound and went out for a walk. Riko was still asleep on the living room mattress.

After returning from Jombang to see you the doctor back then, I asked Riko to stay temporarily at home. So we can take care of each other. We waited three days for the call from the doctor and last night he asked us to meet him today at the hospital.

I walked back and forth through the dew-filled grass in the garden, my mind spinning. However, it is not also able to feel the vague images of the puzzle collection.

Riko had already woken up from her sleep, and just as I heard her footsteps coming down the stairs, the phone rang. I jumped up and grabbed the phone.

“Mysya!’’ a loud noise at the end of the connection. It took me a few seconds to recognize his voice.

“Is this you... Mr Bisco?’’ I spouted the question in a high-pitched voice.

“Come to the office,’’ she replied, her voice rising. Then, after a brief pause, he said,” What are you guys doing!’’

“Pak...” I haven't had time to answer his statement that I don't understand, he disconnected the connection. I let out a breath. I saw the clock already showing at 07:30 WIB.

"What's wrong?" ask Riko who has come down from upstairs. His voice still feels hoarse.

"Sir Bisco told us to meet him immediately!''

I hurried to the office. Running like a man looking at a demon. Riko just silently looked at me without words.

Where's she? Did something happen? Is he in danger? And where has he gone? Has he found any important clues? We need to talk. Geez, we really need to talk! Nanda, what should I tell Mr. Bisco.

I darted out of the house and ran to the car garage followed by Riko. At a breakfast stall not far from home we filled our stomachs for a while. I have absolutely no idea what to tell Mr. Bisco. He sounds like the guy who saw the thief run away from his house. Is he angry? Has he found her? No. no, it's impossible. There must be something going on.

After paying for the breakfast I just had. I rushed to the office without preparing a clear answer to Mr. Bisco. I walked down the street filled with people who began to be busy preparing their needs. Sometimes it comes to my mind to give up and turn this case on the Interpol side, maybe they can solve it more. However I have poured all my means and efforts, the result is the same. There aren't.

Not long after, my phone rang again. Bisco sir!

“I'm on my way to the office, sir!”

“Come to the special division office, I wait for you here!”

“What really happened..”

“What happened? Don't ask too many questions, come quickly!” Mr. Bisco's lever cut my sentence.

“Alright sir, I immediately impression...’’ Mr. Bisco hung up the phone right away before I finished speaking.

Is it trendy to talk to others without explanation? Why am I called there? No. it's impossible. I was trying to debunk the weird prejudice in my mind, a ridiculous thought.

I don't understand at all. However, I was able to pick up a signal of unease from Mr. Bisco. Is he angry? Is this a follow-up episode of his trickery? Does he want to play me on the last day of the case? Sometimes a higher-up can be very upsetting, but anyway I have agreed with the decision to find Jara within 10 days.

I turned the steering wheel back towards the special division office. Fast across the streets that began to be crowded, an hour more on the road I finally arrived. I hurried to walk to his office. There's no one there.

Riko who followed me was held at the entrance by security. I don't know why he was forbidden to go inside.

Then I walked down the aisle to the report room and asked the officer on guard. Not long after, I saw a man walking gallantly.

I greeted him. He whispered something as he approached me. She was so angry, her smile was forced. “Do you know what day it is?’’ She asked.

I nodded trying to guess his purpose said that. “then, I wait for you in the room. I hope you have a good reason for today!” He muttered, then continued his steps towards the back room.

I exhaled from the astonishment that had just happened. This situation is very bad, even though I made her desired excuse regarding these 10 days, but it has already flickered the danger signs from her. To be honest, I was more worried about Nanda disappearing somewhere.

I walked slowly while thinking about the best reason for this Jara case. My head didn't find it. I snorted and entered his room.

“Please sit!” Her speech.

I stepped into the chair in front of his desk. “Try looking at the wall clock behind me, already show what time?’’

“Pat 11 pak.”

“I don't think you forgot what date it is? There's about 12 hours left before the Interpol come here. So, whatever you want to say, I'll hear it tomorrow. Not today!”

“Pak..”

“Is not yet clear..”

“Pak!” I snap. “Do you want to know? That guy named Nanda, I don't know where he's going? It's been three days since she disappeared, I just went to find Jara myself. Jad...”

“Then what's your suggestion? Let the troublemakers come? You want me to let them roam around? Huh..”

“Pak!”

“You know our public safety where to take it?”

I swallowed without speaking.

“You want me to tell you?" His eyes are so sharp. "...Make you a laughingstock, not just here, remember that! they'll be reporting the case all over the world, worldwide coverage will follow the play you put on television at the time. Hahaha.. Did you forget? Gently said it on that television!”

I was still speechless unable to lift both of my lips to answer loudly as usual.

“Misya! Do you like to appear on television as fools in our police force unable to find the killer who killed one of their members? Do you want to read the article, this country's police can't hunt down the killers that roam around them? Yes they know because you spread it on television, you yourself say Jara is in Jakarta. So, I'm not asking for your opinion? Find him now!”

My eyes immediately changed after hearing Mr. Bisco's words. “Wah, if about it..”

“Can't, huh?” Turn Mr. Bisco over to me, “Please come out, and think about how you found him!’’

I immediately stood up after hearing her voice so loud. “Good sir, I will keep my promise.” I stepped back to Mr. Bisco and left him.

"Hey, Misya! There's a message from Nanda before I go for you" Bisco said, stopping my leg. I turned my body towards him.

"When you're confused look for the phone!"

"He said that, sir? What's that supposed?"

"Let's go. That's all he said. I didn't ask what he meant because he said you'd understand what he meant."

"Then you know where he is?"

"All right I will tell you where he is at this time.Nanda is guarding the Foreign Minister who is currently negotiating to Europe about the arrival of the Interpol if until tomorrow this case has not been resolved."

"Then why did he say that, I was waiting for his call, sir."

"Why don't you just think about it yourself!" Keto.