Husband, Honey Mouth Poison
Suspicions

"I'm leaving first, baby... " Irwan kissed Ratna's head to go to the place Ratna had just mentioned.

"Yes.. Careful that.. " Ratna drove her husband to the front of the courtyard. Some of Nathan's men had already arrived.

"Yes." Yeah." Irwan drove his car after Nathan to the cemetery. If not for the love of Raisya, lazy to connect with Nathan. Irwan, who knows very well the suffering of Raisya, does not want his son to experience the same thing with Raisya.

"Why? Any leads yet?" Irwan most recently arrived at the place.

"Yet. It's been combed but there's no sign." Nathan replied with a troubled look.

"Are we asking the manager? They might have seen it. Or report to the local rt." Irwan gave me an idea.

"Yes good." Nathan and Irwan go to the local night manager and rt. But the result is nil. They promised to look for him tomorrow morning by going to the houses of the people.

"It's late Mr. Nathan. We'd better do the search tomorrow morning." Irwan stopped the search because his scales were tired.

"alright. I'll be back tomorrow." Looks tired face is also confused in Nathan.

They return to their respective homes with disappointed faces because they have not found Michel's whereabouts.

"How was Michel found?" Ratna who is still waiting for Irwan is very curious about the news of the search for her husband.

"Not yet." Irwan took off his jacket and went to the bathroom to clean his feet and hands.

"Sleep! Tomorrow it will be possible again." Irwan immediately lay down to invite Ratna to rest.

The next day.

Nathan woke up early. He's getting ready to go to the office. Although Michel's search problem has not found a bright spot, he has to finish some of his work at the office.

"Za. please cancel some meetings. I'll continue the search for Michel." Nathan said to Reza.

"Good sir. Oh yes sir, what about Miss Amora's proposal?" Reza has received a file and email about CV Amora.

"Mmm. I haven't been able to focus on that. If you can assess the feasibility please place it in the appropriate place. Or you can ask for recommendations from others to be balanced." Said Nathan who had not been able to judge about Amora's proposal.

"Good sir." Reza understood what he had to take.

After checking out some work. Nathan went outside. He returned to the cemetery where he thought Michel might have visited the tomb. Because there's no place Michel knows other than that place.

Elsewhere Michel was cool with Suri's mother feeding the chicken. For a moment Michel forgot his problem, he was engrossed in the simple world that the couple had.

"That's funny, ma'am.." Michel plays the chick.

"Awas will be pecked son! The hen's mother's angry later." Suri smiled to see Michel running after the chicks.

"Hmmm... sir! What if the boy's parents are looking?" Suri whispered to her husband, Ahmad.

"Yes, let the child be happy. If you are not at home, you will take him to his house." Mr. Ahmad did not want to force Michel to come clean. He still wants to enjoy his happy feelings with Michel's presence with them.

"Awww.mom... " Michel grimacing.

"Why son?" Suri's mother immediately approached Michel anxiously.

"Cold over mom. hurts." I don't know why Michel feels directly spoiled to Miss Nuri.

"Duh cup.. " Mu Nuri immediately saw the wound that the mother chicken had pecked.

"Back here!" Bu Nuri called her husband.

"Why mom?" Pa Ahmad with his steps that floundered toward Michel.

"Yes.yes, I buy first to the stall. I wash the wound first!" Mr. Ahmad was in a daze going back and forth not knowing what he was looking for.

"Eh.. Why father?" Michel was confused to see the couple like confusion.

"Yes yes, you want to go in first take the money." Mr. Ahmad finally realized he had to take money to buy medicine.

"Mr go first, son! Patience is!" Ahmad immediately ran towards the shop.

"Your mother washed her wounds first. Bu Nuri took the dipper and washed the wound.

"sickness.. " Michel is suddenly spoiled. His injuries were nothing.

"It hurts. cup cup." Bu Nuri blew Michel's wound. But by being blown does not reduce or increase the pain.

"Mbak.. is there a red drug with the same tensoplas?" Mr. Ahmad was still holding his breath because he had just run and made his breath beheaded.

"Oh. must go to the pharmacy sir." Answer the shopkeeper who does not provide medicine.

"Wad... " Abdham scratched his head in confusion. Because the pharmacy is a little far from his house.

"For whom sir? for mom?" The shopkeeper who was still his neighbor asked also felt concern. They are both old and there are no children to take care of them.

"Mmm. That's for Michel's son." The plain Ahmad sir told the truth.

"Michels? Who's Michel? Is there a brother Ahmad?" The shopkeeper was somewhat surprised, with a foreign name in the house of Mr. Ahmad.

"Mmm.. " Aphen Ahmad was confused if he had to be frank.

"Father to the pharmacy.. " Pak Ahmad immediately shunned the questions of his neighbors.

"Eh sir... " The shopkeeper called Ahmad, but the one who was called left in a hurry. Warung guards suspect movement Ahmad sir. Last night there were some people looking for a child, but he forgot his name.

"What's wrong mom?" A man emerged from his house questioning his agitated wife.

"Sir. wasn't it last night that someone was looking for a missing person?" She saw her husband.

"Yes. Why is mom?" Ask her husband to his wife.

"Mmm. pak Ahmad just wanted to buy wound medicine. I suspect you, sir. At home there is only his wife. But he mentioned Michel's name, shouldn't you call Mr Rt?" The shopkeeper who incidentally is the owner of the stall gave advice to her husband.

"Oh so?" Husband mangosteen.

"Yes sir. Let Mr. Rt check into Mr. Ahmad's house. They're looking for missing people." The man confirmed what his wife said.

"alright. I went to Rt's house first. Who knows the person he is looking for is indeed at home Mr. Ahmad." Without waiting for a long time, the man wore sandals and walked towards the house of Mr. Rt who was not far from his home.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalight." Mr. Rt came out to see the guests who visited his house.

"Eh.pak Dedi's. What's up, huh?"

"Sorry sir, did anyone look for a missing person yesterday?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Michel's name isn't it?"