
"He's in his room. When the police called Tiva, he just got home from school. He kept silent after he found out his father had died, "mommy explained, his voice sounded so stingy.
Nila mende*sah quietly. "Mom, Nila to Tiva's room first yes," he said and the mother nodded. He went from there and went to his sister's room.
Before entering, Nila knocked on the door first. But there is no answer from within. Slowly he opened the door.
"Business ... "
Nila saw her sister sitting on the edge of the bed facing out the window. She still wears her school uniform, nothing has been removed from her body except shoes. Even her socks are still on.
Nila stared at her sister for a while, Tiva just stared blankly ahead and did not glance towards her at all. Then Nila sat down beside him.
"Because, this is heavy for us. Dad who left impressed suddenly like this, very difficult for us to accept. You, Brother and Mother are so dear to me. But anyway, we must be willing because someday we will also go to His lap. Father may fall in the midst of his love for all of us. But everything that has been done for our lives to this magnitude, it is expected that he is an extraordinary figure," said Nila.
"Are you gone, our lives will be happy, brother?" tanya Lativa who finally spoke up. He looked at her with his eyes that looked sweet and puffy.
Nila grabbed one of her sister's hands and moved it over her lap. "It won't, but it must be happy ... Because we are still given time and it cannot be stopped. Our lives go on, until God someday calls us too because it's time to go home."
Lativa hugged her sister very tightly. His crying broke immediately. And so is Nila.
For a long time the two brothers vented their grief, the sound of knocking on the door from outside the room.
Lativa instantly let go of his embrace. "Who is Brother?" tanyanya.
Nila just shrugged both of her shoulders in response to 'don't know'. "Try on see ya!" he said he got up from his seat and walked towards the door.
After opening it, it was the mother.
"Came on, I have to be buried right now. Given that the body of the father was not bathed because there were parts of the body that were destroyed, so let it not be too long," said his mother and Nila also nodded in understanding.
"Tiva, let's take Dad to his final resting place!" take Nila to her sister. Tiva just nodded slowly and opened his bag and socks.
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After the funeral and the mourners had gone home, there were only three of them in the house. Mom, Nila and Lativa. The three sat in the living room carpeted.
"Lady, have you eaten yet?" ask mother. He had not eaten, not even an appetite. Same with Lativa.
"Not yet Ma'am. Nila is still full ... If you and Tiva have not eaten yet?"
"Mommy also feels full ... Tiva tuh who from home school has not eaten," replied the mother turned to look at Lativa who was sitting while leaning his back on the wall and both legs bent tightly.
"Sister, I have no appetite!" sahut Lativa sounds sniffling. Indeed, in terms of emotional, Lativa still can not be mature. He always expressed what he felt gamlang.
"Yes, if so, we will have dinner outside, yes" said Nila trying to comfort her mother and sister. "Oh yes Ma'am ... How did the police know what really happened about my father's death?" ask the woman who was very curious.
"Yet. Last time the police said that dad was a hit-and-run victim. You see the position of the father at that time will cross the road, keep the father's car in the office and the father again there is an outside task. It happened very short. Dad bounced quite a distance," explained his mother again.
"But when you're told you don't know if you're conscious?" ask Nila curious.
"No, the police have no information about it. Maybe it's time for me to go" replied the mother, resigned to the current situation.
"This time, tomorrow Nila will go to the police station. Nila's gonna find out who did it. If there is an element of deliberate, Nila will hire a lawyer to pursue the law!" nila resolute. Her gut says something's up about her father's death.
"Lady, we are civilians. Better save your money for your needs later, son. Rent a pengacaea is not a little cost." I don't want to trouble Nila. Because if something is intentional, her mother only hopes that God will repay her.
While Lativa immediately approached his mother and spoke, "We better support the steps that will be taken Nila, Mom. Who else made it strong besides us?" said the 15-year-old girl.
The mother took a long breath. "As long as it's good for all of us, I'll always be supportive. Because now you're the only ones I have."
Lativa hugged his mother. "Tiva loves Mom."
In the room, Nila had just finished taking a shower. He intends to call Fatan to tell him that he will return to Palembang the day after.
There was nothing meaningful in the conversation, just to tell. After that, Nila decided to take a break.
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The next day, Nila left at 8am from home with her mother. Because his sister had to go to school.
Arriving at the police station, Nila rushed towards the complaint room. But it turns out that after asking further there, the incident that befell his late father had entered into the investigation. Nila and her mother also met with police officers who served in that section.
The conversation went on pretty hard. But in the midst of their serious chat, the police who were with them also got a notification. Before long, the policeman showed his cell phone screen to the two women in front of him.
"You know a car with this license plate?" ask the cop.
Nila looked at the number plate carefully. At once he felt he had seen, but nowhere.
"Do not know sir" replied Nila sure.
"If his mother knew a car with this license plate?" The policeman pointed his cell phone screen in front of his mother Nila. The middle-aged woman shook her head.
"Well if you don't know, I'll check through the system." The policeman put his cell phone on the table and started typing the license plate number through the keyboard. After meeting, the police spoke again.
"The car with the license plate was caught on camera by a witness while shooting a picture in the area of the scene ... And the owner of that number is ... Bayu Guntara, thirty years old, residence on Old Klender Street number seventy-three."
Nila was stunned after the policeman mentioned the name of the owner of the car number who had managed to take her father's life.
"Wood ... You're so mean!" he swore in his heart.
"Sir, sorry. Can you call the owner of the car right now?" asked Nila with a serious look.
"good. I'll call him." The police immediately made and printed a summons to Bayu and then had some of his men meet him.
"Lady, is that Bayu your ex-boyfriend?" whispered the mother. Right next to Nila.
"Yes, Mom. Nila has to make the same calculation as him!"
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After lunch, Nila gets information from the police that Bayu will come to the office to fulfill the call. He who had just finished lunch at one of the malls with his mother and sister, went straight from there to the police station.
It did not take long Nila drove a car and happened to be the highway was not crowded, he arrived at the police station only takes fifteen minutes.
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