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22. ALA DETECTIVE


Randi's steps were so excited, I wanted to laugh and see her expression.


"What's the surprise, Wil?" Randi couldn't bear to not ask. I simply replied with a smile.


"This is for Boss Acep, as you promised yesterday. And this is for Cep Randi." Mr. Samsudin gave us one box each. From the box it already looks that it's HP.


"Wow. I bought HP too, sir?" Randi was impatient, instantly opening his new HP box.


"It wasn't the father who bought it, it was Boss Acep. That's buying him some Acep Boss money." Randi glanced at me, his eyes radiating admiration.


"Great you, Wil. Can buy me all HP. That means you have a lot of money, thank you." I just smile, my heart still can't believe that I have money.


"Thank you, Pa." Almost along with me and Randi to thank Mr. Samsudin.


"Yes alike. But Randi don't envy ya, HP Boss Acep cost more." Randi looked at my HP box, saw it back and forth.


"Yes, Pa. His name is also Boss. his stuff must definitely be more expensive than his men, right, Wil?" Randi's shoulder nudged my shoulder, her eyes teasing. I did not waste the opportunity, mumpung body Randi was near me, I tickled his waist, I kept tickling incessantly.


"Because of you now."


"Absolutely, Wil. Forgive me..." Randi laughed while constantly begging for mercy. Mr. Samsudin laughed.


"Already, already... Let's eat first." Mak Asih. Mak has set the table so neat. A lot of food has been served. I stopped my actions. Randi glanced at the dining table.


"Wow..." Randi's tongue licks his own lips. The food served by Mak does look very appetizing.


"We want to open the gift box from Dad first yes, Mom." We're heading to the middle room first.


Sit on the carpet, ready to open our respective HP boxes.


"Had the Acep Boss the chip card is pre-installed, ready to use. Cep Randi put it himself can't he?"


"Yes, sir, ok." Randi gave his thumb. We were busy opening each other's parcels, then trying to operate our new HP. Understand the new HP, must learn a little more so that it is easy to use.


"Wil's old HP is still there, sir?" I just remembered, my old HP has not been received again.


"There, it's in my motorcycle box. Take it yourself yes. It's the key." Mr. Samsudin gave me the keys to the bike.


"Make what, Wil? Your HP is as advanced as it is still the old HP?" Randi still had time to ask, while his eyes remained focused on looking at his new HP.


"Make Opic." I replied as I passed towards Mr. Samsudin's motorbike in front of the house.


"Huh? Opic?" I still hear Randi screaming. I'm letting it go.


The old HP is in my hands, I'm back nearing Randi. He looked at me in wonder.


"Opic, Wil? You said Opik, right?"


"Yes, Opic." I'm ascertaining.


"So we're going to Bandung again?"


"Yes.., look at Sikon. What is clear, one day definitely to Bandung again." Randi did not ask again, He went to the room, took his HP, then was busy moving the chip and re-studied the use of his new HP.


"Come, it's noon. Eat first." Mak asked us to eat.


"Yes, Mom. We can eat it here, can't we, Mom? While looking at HP."


"Yes, can. Where can I." Finally we took food, ate on the carpet while opening our new HP.


"Wil, how many days are we here?" Suddenly Randi asked that. I thought for a moment.


"Ga knows, Ran. Time for us to find information stay 7 days more. But I'm confused myself, where should we go from here? I don't think there's anything we can do anymore. The information about who my father is remains non-existent. I was found in the saung." Randi thought.


"Yes, will you continue to live here?"


"It's a house like this gedenya, a garden rice field, would you like to stay?"


"Ga knows, Ran. I'm ah, don't talk about this first, I take a shower first." I left Randi who came back to play his HP.


***


Randi and I stayed here for two nights. In the house that says my home, though I myself am still not sure that this is my home.


Today, Randi and I deliberately did not follow Mr. Samsudin into the garden. Kasian Mr. Samsudin if we have to follow along. Mr. Samsudin is busy, taking care of the harvest of the man, the harvest of the corn, arranging this it. If we come along like yesterday, Mr. Samsudin's job increases, which is to take care of us. The work of Mang Jana and Mang Ijar was also disrupted, because they had to take us. So we decided to stay at home, accompany Mak. Help out a little bit of Mak's work.


"Sir, we helped mop the front floor of the house huh. Water the plants too. Can't you?" Mak didn't forbid. Free also prohibits. We asked for permission just a formality. Mak's answer we didn't hear. Because we went straight to the yard. We have cleanliness tools brought.


Randi started sweeping. I prepared a mop lap. The floor that Randi has swept directly I mop. Doing work together like this, not felt. Soon the mopping job is done.


"Where did you go, Wil?"


"Clean the grass in the pot first yuk." Randi according. The small trees planted in the pot are already many flowering ones, all are good. Glad to see that too. Eyes feel pampered with such a bright color. So lively. It is only a pity that many small weeds grow in their pots. Maybe by Mang Jana and Mang Ijar has not been cleaned. Randi and I tried to clean up as much detail as possible.


"It's all, Wil?" I checked one by one.


"It looks fine, Ran."


"Died watering times huh?"


"I just smelled the same as me. You just sit down, rest."


"O that's it, yeah, I'm sitting down." Randi sitting down rest. While I took a long slang that was already connected to the water faucet. The plants began to grow. I was still watering when Randi suddenly approached me, whispering, and whispering,


"Wil, crazy man, Wil." Randi nudged my arm. Randi's hand pointed at something. I looked at the direction Randi was pointing at. Right said Randi. There's a crazy guy again.


"That's the crazy guy I told you about yesterday, Ran." I saw the gate. Oh, it's just worth the crazy guy coming in again. The gate was open, maybe this morning Mr. Samsudin forgot not to close the gate again.


"Ga anything at all, Ran. Crazy people are good, ain't gonna fuck."


"Fear, Wil. Who could ever guarantee that he wouldn't go berserk, or throw anything. His name is also crazy." That's right Randi said. Crazy people like strange behavior.


"Yesterday the same Mang Jana could be expelled. We're expelling yuk. Can you?" I doubt myself a little.


"Ga ah's. Hayu cepet we finish the slang. Come in yuk." Randi. He did not dare to speculate.


I cleared the slang as the original position. We rushed into the house. The door of the house is Randi's lock from the inside. I'm going to the kitchen to see Mak, maybe there's some Mak work I can help you with. When I looked at Randi, he peeked out, through the living room curtains. Basic Randi, he said scared, but instead peeked at the detective style. I became curious, followed by peeking.


"Look, Wil. The crazy guy's pacing back and forth." That madman this time was not just sitting still like yesterday. He's moving around here and there, in the area around the gate.


"What's his hand, Wil?"


"Where do I know."


"That's what you're trying to see. It's like playing." The madman played what he held like a small plane, he rocked left, right, soared up, then swooped down. He then moved around, running small towards our yard, sitting briefly on the porch, wiggling his toys again. He laughed, then ran back and forth toward the gate. It's exciting it looks. The crazy guy looks so happy. Different from yesterday.


"Wil, I can remember something."


"What the hell ah, don't think much of it."


"No. Try noticed. Seeing what the madman was holding, I remember the toothpick box given by Mother Aisyah. That feeling is so."


"Huh? What yeah?" I was lured into Randi's talk. My eyes tried to focus even more, seeing what the madman was holding. But still it was unclear, the position of that madman was now near the gate, a bit far away from me. What I can see, what the madman is holding is box-shaped. That'sthat's all.


"We're approaching yuk, Wil. We'll make sure what the madman's holding. Where do we find him, which is a little close to him." Strange idea. Suddenly Randi became brave.


"You're serious, Ran?"


"Yes that. He is really good for his crazy people. Come on!" Sandy opened the door, slowly. We sneak.