DETECTIVE AMATEUR
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"My mother is here! Want to help mom. In handling this case, so that all of them are quickly completed. If mom gets in the way of this case! To protect someone who is guilty. Not that, it would be the same as making the same stupidity happen!" MD says. Affirming his voice, because really the mother in front of him is really long-winded.

Mother was shedding her tears. Because her husband remains guilty. That is how the Law of justice does not look at any status of a person. If they are guilty in justice, they are guilty. He can only bow his head. Can't defend her husband even, however, when her husband knows she's under arrest. The fact also makes the furor of this city district.

"You want Mom to tell me. What is the Mother Husband's Business?" Md says. By decreasing the tone, because MD himself knows how Frustrating Mother is in front of him.

With a sobbing the mother looked up at her head and said. "My husband is tempted, and blind to riches. In fact, he was willing to make himself fall into the dark black hole of crime for money. While serving as an important person in this city." While wiping away her Tears, Widia's mother started telling stories.

"Three months ago. There were some people coming to our place to talk about something. Long time their conversation, Seen once when I served drinks to the room. My husband Sumringah his face emanated clearly. And I don't know why?" Said Widia's Mother.

MD listen carefully. Even he did not make a sound, as if researching and focusing on the person in front of him. Like the teacher who explains the lesson to her students.

Widia's mother is back to telling stories.

"Three weeks after her. The guest came again with a large suitcase to our place. My husband was happy to welcome them. Let them in, which we rarely had guests at home at the time.

At one point. Before the second month, my husband gave me a luxurious home. Which price greatly exceeds the salary he was still serving in this city. Am I surprised too? Why is he so wasteful of money! But he always said; if he had a side business. That his money exceeded his salary.In fact, until Three days he could buy another house. As his early wife I was happy about it. But after some time, my husband had a problem with some people in his office. With some officials in the city. Because they think my husband is so insensitive! and it should be checked by the financial body of this city. Two months after her. My husband is rarely home. He said there was business. What he should do with his partner. Because of curiosity? When my husband is not home.

I entered his room. I usually don't dare to go in there. But, because he's not home. I feel like something is wrong with my husband. I was looking for something in that room. Many unusual Animal trade letters! Last stacked. I found a sale of pure silver knives. Which I don't understand? The total price is very expensive, and approaching billions of rupiah price! I'm surprised! Because my husband hid his dirty work all this time, even, to my own wife.

When I try to find again. There's another envelope! Without a stamp. tucked in that paper. Without thinking I opened the letter. It has a home address, not far from here. And in the contents of his letter the house was bought by my husband.

The letter is also written. That the food supply of labeled Animals is up. And there's a stock near the territory that's selling it." The length and width of Ms. Widia, explained.

MD bearded like repeating time a few days ago. But he just kept quiet and raised his hand slowly. He told the woman to continue her story.

Widia's mother gulped her saliva, continuing her story. "Because it was still morning I decided to leave. Without any secret escort. I wonder what really happened to my husband. I told the head housekeeper I was going to go to my friend's house.

The jacket in my husband's room, I take it and I just take it. Because of the smell of my husband's body, I am very familiar. In order not to be too flashy I put on his Hoodie while walking in the city.

A few moments later. Because soon it will arrive at the housing. There's only a pet store nearby. It was written that he was told to buy pet food. In my mind is? Maybe, my husband has been here or his men. Buy this food. And I could hitch a ride to ask the guard, but poor me! He doesn't know what I'm asking! And the pet food has not yet come, he said!" Widia's mother wants to continue her story.

But MD instantly once again raised his hand. Getting the mother in front of her stopped her story. Because of his own continuation he already knows.

Mother looks sad. As if it ended up being her good life, at the end of her real husband was wrong. Because he agreed to these criminals. And want to eat money that is not his right at all.

MD felt the air of honesty from this woman. The woman's face, showing that she wasn't lying at all. MD is very adept at dealing with these kinds of things.

Then MD said, "My mother said goodbye! And I know what Mom has in mind. But like him I can't give you freedom for now. Because mom will be questioned by the police about this case.

I'm going to talk about this mother matter to the police chief. She'll understand, but I guarantee you'll be free in a week" MD said, standing up.

MD walked away from that mother. And it's getting lost being eaten by closed doors. "This case is really simple. But very desperate!" mummy MD.

He approached Iwan and Udin, "Like our mission this time is done!" MD said, staring at his best friend.

Iwan immediately showed his pleased face. Hearing his friend's statement.

"But ... The rest will let the police finish it. Because this is already a case that requires investigation permission." Md Speak. While taking out the Hape. And his clever MD turned out during the conversation earlier. He recorded all his conversations in his Hape. "I've sent my record file to Mr. Jumbran. Let him judge for himself how it is going to be. " Said MD.

"Mas Udin! Thank you for the information yesterday. Very useful." Md says. When he joined Iwan while trailing Bak's car last time.

Iwan who heard that could only chuckle. As if he already knew. What and why.

"Together, Mas!" Udin said with his Head lowered slightly.

"Like it's been too long we've been here. And I miss my house so much, permission to go home." Said MD, Udin who heard that thought for a moment

"Isn't you going to Jumbran's room first? Say goodbye to my father!" Said Udin, Friendly.

"No need, I think. After all, this early morning we had a lot to talk about." MD, refuse casually.

He knows that he's in Mr. Jumbran's room again. So much she'll ask again, to MD. According to MD Mr. Jumbran, people who are lazy to look for information. The evidence was clearly in front of him. But that's just the mind of MD. There's no way he's voicing that in this place of Jumbran sir's power.

"All right! Then then. But wait a minute!" Udin stopped his words. While opening his Hape and sliding his screen. "When to TKP, which mas MD mentioned yesterday. We found a motor! Is this one of you?" Udin. While holding and thrusting his screen towards them.

With surprise. As if Iwan just realized immediately remembered, that his vehicle. He parked at the spot while helping MD yesterday.

But seeing the surprised Iwan was incredible. Hurry2-fast Udin immediately said. "Let's remember the vehicle we brought to the office here. Because I know. Mas MD already told me, he chased my jailer with a piggyback." Clear,Udin.

He has not lost his anxiety. Iwan immediately swept his face, as if he had fallen down again. Continue to be saved by a rope that binds his body so as not to fall. "Thank you Udin!" Iwan said, while greeting Udin.

MD and Iwan say goodbye and walk out of the police station.

From Iwan's side he didn't want to ask what MD was talking about with the woman. Because it's easy for him to borrow his best friend Hape. And listen to the conversation again.

"We stopped by the last pet food store!" MD said while Riding a vehicle that was willing to walk, driven by Iwan

Iwan just nodded. And they disappear from the crowded street of all those who pass by.

Seriate.