
Bu Jum was cleaning the carp and was about to cook it immediately. She is very good at cooking and always produces good food. Aretha and Radit were quite satisfied with her work during this time. While humming, Bu Jum cleaned the fish scales. But in the middle of his job, he felt the presence of someone behind him. Her husband and Ratno were on the second floor and started their work 30 minutes ago. They didn't go down anymore and it made Bu Jum feel uncomfortable.
The book bristles. He pressed his nape and placed the kitchen knife in the sink. His hands that still smelled of fish he ignored. Slowly he looked back.
"Yes God! Holy hooch! Oh my goodness, Sister Aretha! Just be surprised!" pekik Bu Jum's.
Apparently Aretha was standing behind him without moving at all.
"Sorry, Mom. If I am surprised. Hehe."
"What's wrong, ma'am. I thought Ma'am Aretha was in the room, but suddenly appeared here so I was shocked."
"Yes, I'm bored in my room. So I want to help Bu Jum cook it," said Aretha then approached and took over the knife.
"Eh, no, Ma'am. Let me clean the fish. It'll smell fishy."
"It's okay, Mom. I'd like to help. Ma'am Jum prepare me the spice. So let it mature quickly," Aretha asserted.
"Oh so. Eum, okay. I prepared the roof. But if Ms. Aretha is tired, just rest. Let me cook."
"Yes, Mom. I'm fine."
Although Bu Jum felt bad when he got Aretha's help, but he could not refuse. Especially if it is the request of his own employer.
They finally cooked in the kitchen.
"Eum, Ms. Jum ... How many children? Is it just Ridho?" ask Aretha basa.
Bu Jum was silent. He did not immediately answer and instead impressed daydreaming. Aretha realized that because she saw it in person.
"I have another child besides Ridho. Because Ridho is my youngest child. My eldest daughter, her name is Kinanti. But he's not here anymore" explained Bu Jum.
"Oh yeah? Where's he going, Mom?" ask Aretha trying to be careful in all her questions, even though she already knows a little about Bu Jum's son, but Aretha does not want to be seen if he already knows it. He wanted to hear himself from Bu Jum's mouth always his parents.
"He's gone."
"Go? Where to go, Mom?"
"Sorry, yes, Mom. If I remind Mom of that. I was just curious" Areta said as she stroked Bu Jun's back
"It's okay, Areta. I'm doing fine. I hope that Kinanti is also fine wherever she is." Bu Jum's cry finally broke. It was no longer mere teardrops and sobs but it had become a heart-wrenching cry. Areta hugs Bu Jum to calm her down.
"Propay for Mom. Ma'am Jum has to be strong. Whatever happens to Kinanti may soon be found the answer."
"Yes, Mother. My husband and I have contacted the police but the police have not found Kinanti. And now we've given up on everything. All we can do is pray for the good of Kinanti."
"Yes. I also help pray that Kinanti will soon be found. If Bu Jum needs anything please just say the same to me."
"Thank you, Areta. Areta and Mas Radit have been very kind to me and my family. May your kindness be reciprocated by God."
The two women still hugged each other. Areta is saddened by the condition that Bu Jum is experiencing. Without Aretha realizing the woman she was hugging was actually grinning behind her.
***
The search for Gibran is still ongoing even during the day. Villagers are still trying to find Gibran's whereabouts throughout the village. They still hope to find Gibran wherever he is. Even the help was also deployed because now the police are already in several corners of the village to help carry out the search.
After hearing the story about Kinanti Areta is now standing in front of her yard. He settled into the tea garden across the house. But the figure of Kinanti is not visible there. Out of curiosity Areta also walked closer to the tea garden. While breathing the fresh air in the village Areta decided to look around the area around the tea garden. Until he stopped right where Kinanti was seen by him before. Because a few times Areta saw Kinanti just standing right at the place.
Now Areta stands in the same position as Kinanti did. He stared at the house he had been living in for the past few days. The house looks great where it stands now. It is very contrasting with other houses in the village. He also became curious about the figure of the original owner of the house that ordinary villagers call by the name of Mr. Ibrahim.
Areta suddenly remembered something and immediately grabbed the device she always kept in her pants pocket when she came out of the room. Areta starts looking for the name of someone who is on her phone. Once he found the number in question, Aretha immediately made a call. It only took three ringtones, finally the phone was connected.
"Why else, Tha?" ask a man across the street.
"And can you find out about the owner of this house? Names, family tree, work, education, close friends of each family member, favorite food, everything about this family. I also want to know, what the real reason they do not want to return to this house. They are a beautiful family in the village. In fact, everyone knows them as a generous and kind family. Something feels awkward!" aretha.
"That, huh? Hem, okay. I'll find out later. If you have any information, I'll let you know!"
"Thanks, yes, Dan. I'll wait for your news as soon as possible."
"Ready, non."
Without Aretha knowing, there was someone who was watching her since earlier in the house. He just continued to stare at Aretha expressionlessly.