FROM ANOTHER WORLD TO YOU (Sistery Story Group )
Chapter XXVIII - K u r i r (third round )
03. Messages From An Empty Package - Second Half
Amri woke up, the incident was so fast, the shadow of the female courier figure slowly disappeared while pointing towards the newly opened package.
Like being moved by an invisible force, the young man's hand grabbed the package and examined it. Blank. There's nothing there. Even so, the heart of Amri stated that there was something in the empty package.
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"The package from you is completely empty, mas.." said Amri while showing the package he received from Grace a few days ago.
That afternoon Amri stopped at the office where Rahmat worked, incidentally the 34-year-old courier was on the spot, so Amri could meet him.
Grace who was unpacking goods from the trunk looked at the package presented by Amri.
"Yes. This is strange, besides you there are also some people who receive empty packages, even though everything has been confirmed, there is no further notice. If this continues, the company's image can be destroyed," explained Rahmat.
"Don't, this package is all empty," Amri guessed, "Eh, what is it ?"
he asked while pointing at an object tucked in the trunk.
Grace turned her attention in the direction Amri pointed. It was hat-like, dusty and Kumal was dark brown. Slowly his fingers moved to reach him. Eiger hats are dark brown mixed with a blackish red color. The red color is not the original color of the hat but patches of dried blood.
" Eiger Hat. Shabby but still good and wearable," he said as he was about to put the hat on his head but hurriedly Amri replied.
"The hat is similar to the hat worn by a female courier who a few days ago sent a package to me, Fera,"
Grace was void of wearing it, "That's right" he said, throwing it away. The hat flew in circles in the air and landed on a black parcel not far from where Amri was standing.
Something moved Amri's hand to grab the Eiger hat and examine the black parcel.
"Eh, man.. It seems like there's a package for me, huh?" ask Amri.
"Seriously ?" ask Rahmat while walking to Amri and then observe the goods in Amri's right hand. Indeed, there was a small box wrapped in black plastic bearing the name Amrinudin complete with his home address.
"Recover ?" ask Amri.
"Yes, right. But, on this document, your name is not listed," Rahmat said while researching the package list on the document.
A pair of Amri's eyes were wide, while looking at a column listed in the shipping column, "This doesn't make sense" he said.
"Why ?"
"Let's see who the sender is,"
Grace also widened the eyes because the name of the sender listed on the package was the person they were talking about "FERA BUDI UTAMI"
where the OkGo office is located.
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The building is based on Meranti wood which is quite sturdy and strong, the walls are made of woven bamboo green leaves. Even if only a small building, but quite comfortable to live in because it is far from the crowd and beautiful.
2 shadowy figures sit in the front yard while smoking cigarettes, coffee and small snacks into a table decorator that is only a 20 cm diameter piece of tree embedded in the ground and painted blue. One was short-bodied, cuckooed and jet-black, curly-haired while the other, tall and bald.They both seemed to be conversing.
"Gun, even if we've done what the young master ordered, but I feel guilty, huh ?" said the curly-haired, cuddly and stocky man with jet black skin to the man plotos next to him.
"Of course, the five of us just carry out the orders of superiors, no need to think about it anymore. Next, we need not bring it up again" said the man called the plotos, "How have you heard from Marcel ?"
"Marcel has not seen his nose for five days, nor has he been called" replied the first man, smoking half his cigarette.
"Five days," Gun repeated.
"Yes five days. The last time I met him at the Heaven Wind disco, there was nothing strange about him. Only he ever said, a female courier came to give me a package containing a red pomegranate mas ring. The shape, very good," said the berewok.
"Pomegranate red gold ring ? Courier lady ?" ask Gun.
"Why indeed?"
The plotos reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring with pomegranate red eyes, "Like this ?" tanyakanya.
Not to mention the berewok replied in a voice, "Mas, there is a package. Please accept," the voice sounded floating and cold. The berewok looked back and forth, but, the owner of the voice was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, Rul... What are you looking for ?" ask the plotos.
"Isn't that your thing, Rul ?"
"I remember I didn't bring anything from home. Anyway, since when is this package here ?" said the berewok while observing the thing.
"If the item belonged to someone else, the person would definitely come to take it back. If nothing, it's your luck" said the plotos.
"No way, this place is arguably rarely anyone knows, let alone stop by. You know, before this stuff was here, I heard people's voices. 'As there's a package, please accept', here's just the two of us. How could anyone else send a package here?" obviously the berewok.
"Don't joke, man, I didn't hear anything" said the plotos.
"I'm not kidding,"
At that moment, a luxury sedan slid slowly and stopped not far from them. A handsome and handsome young man got out of the car, 2 beautiful women accompanied meandering on the shoulders of his field.
"Young master Zein," greeted the 2 people, they seemed to pay respect to the young man.
The young man smiled, "Have you guys carried out my orders ?" tanyakanya.
"Already, sir, safe and clean," said the plotos in a contrived style, as if to desire the sky-high praise of the young man before him, temporarily, as if to desire the sky-high praise of the young man before him, the berewok took out a few wooden chairs and let the young man sit down.
The young man immediately sat down at the place that had been provided followed by the 2 beautiful women dressed in sexy charming clothes.
"I heard Marcel hasn't been in for five days. Do you know where he is ?"
"Sir, we just talked about visiting his house, he and his family are missing" replied the plotos.
"This can't be allowed. Disappearing him was feared would damage Dad's company image. So, find him see you, if you need to lose track of him,"
"Young master.." a woman sitting to the left of the young man spoke up, everyone turned their eyes, the woman immediately continued her words, "I met his wife a few days ago, when I asked her about Marcel, she looked sad, her face paled and said that "Marcel died 1 month ago,"
Everyone is surprised. Especially the plotos and the berewok, "What can you say to be trusted ?" ask the plotos.
"Before he died, he had received a small box package wrapped in red cloth, when the package was opened in it there was a gold ring with pomegranate red eyes. According to his wife, he died like an overdose. His mouth was foaming and his pair of eyes were wide open, his pupils were white,"
"Pomegranate red-eyed gold ring ?" ask the plotos and the young man at the same time. The face of the plotos called Gun was pale, his fingers were tied to each other and he pulled out a red pomegranate-eyed gold ring that had been shown to the berewok.
"You mean, this ring ?" ask Gun.
All eyes looked sharply at Gun. The woman's face changed.
"Right," the woman replied, "When did you get it?"
"3 days ago,"
"What exactly makes this ring so horrendous ?" ask the handsome young man.
"3 days ago, there was a package sent to me without the address and name of the sender. I don't know who put the little box wrapped in red plastic on my desk. Office friends also do not know. So, I had to open it and it was this ring. Incidentally today Irul also received a mysterious package, without the sender's name and address" explained the plotos.
The young man stared at the berewok, "Where's the package, Rul ?" her door.
The man handed me the package he received a moment ago. Without saying much, the young man grabbed and dismantled the red plastic. When he saw the contents he was surprised. The gold-eyed ring of the red stone of the pomegranate, an object similar to that of the plotos...
***
The middle-aged, half-limped man limped down the path beside the two-story, glass-windowed luxury building. He paused for a moment, while his pair of beautiful eyes stared at the building with a picture of a motorcycle with 2 large wheels covering the letters K and G. 2 wheels was functioned as a substitute for the letter O large. If observed in detail 4 letters it forms an inscription 'OkGO '.
After standing for a long time, with the help of iron rods as high as the stomach of the person again walked towards a small building located at the end of the road, covered by weeds and vines.
"Kkrrieeth..."
The sound feels tickle the ear hole, making the nape goosebumps.
The room in the building was elongated only illuminated by torchlight attached to the red brick walls. The wind that blew entered the cleft of the ceiling of the room, swaying the flame to the right and to the left, swerving like a group of dancers dressed in red dancing welcoming anyone who entered the room.
The old man stopped while before him lay an altar table complete with prayer equipment, offerings and what was striking was a photo of a beautiful young woman wearing an OkGo courier outfit.
"Mother Fera, let the father who will ask for justice to the greedy people at that time, has given birth to a power that is able to make them not calm for the rest of his life. At this time .. they will not escape his anger. Help the father realize your goals then you can rest in peace. They must account for his actions to you...."
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