Love of the Journalist
26. Uncovered
...26. Uncovered...
This morning he was late for the office. I don't know why he woke up. No breakfast, just a duck bath.
With Danang. He was still asleep when he left the apartment.
But what made him keep thinking throughout the journey was that he woke up on the bed. In his room. He remembered sleeping on the sofa last night.
I could not ask the man because there was no time.
“Hey,” Anisa flicked her palm right in front of her face.
“Morning has been daydreaming. Ntar kesambet same building occupants.”
“Luck came on time. From yesterday korlip lo, the innards are tense mulu!” bright Anisa grumbling.
It cringes, “Why?”
Anisa flicked her shoulders. Then it passed leaving the cubicle.
He went to the pantry. Intend to make coffee. Because he brought some pieces of legit sandwich cake. It seems suitable and worth it as a breakfast friend.
However, just as she was about to open the door she heard two people passing by talking about a case.
“Please yes .. not unexpected bangeeet. Turns out the masterminds are our own people,” said the woman whose hair was smeared.
“Ssst ... don't be hard!” exclaim the only woman who wears a veil, “we will see the results of the press conference later ...”
He was held in the doorway to catch the conversation of the two people. But a moment later, he shook his head. Idiot .... The gossip monger thought.
A journalist certainly puts the news forward according to the facts. Must contain functional truth. As per journalistic standards. Accuracy, proportional, comprehensive, relevance, fairness and balance.
The girl returned to her cubicle table with a mug glass with a TVS logo containing a capuccino. Take out a stock box that contains several pieces of cake.
While waiting for coverage to the police in the next few hours. Because the latest news conference was pushed back. From 9am to 11am.
Learn the results of any case meetings that will be covered. Two days off seems like a lot has been missed.
This morning, arriving at his cubicle, several piles of files were waiting.
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‘Learn the results of meeting yesterday’
Ttd : Oka
He has not yet met Oka. Maybe it's outside coverage.
While thinking about it, the figure of Oka appeared to approach him. Scraping the empty chair next to him without the male prologue from Bali was picking up the cake.
The girl thinned her lips, “Laper?”
“Gak!”
“Enaak aja cake,” said Oka without sin. The third piece of cake had already entered his mouth.
“Buy where the hell, nih? It's so good with cake." Oka menukas with her hands outstretched to take the fourth cut.
“Dikasih mer ... uh buy at the store rotilah,” he said almost keceplosan. Her in-laws had a bakery shop so if asked further the girl could answer.
“Udah learned not yet the result of meeting yesterday?” ask Oka.
He grimaces. The intention was to but Oka's hunt came.
“Big abis!” spray Oka ambiguous.
“Sorry .. his intention was to open. Uh, you hunted to come,” let him reason.
“I read it now .. You go back there!” hatchlings.
“You must be amazed if you listen ...” Oka circulates her gaze around, then blushes her words, “meeting yesterday, the most tense meeting during my work here.”
He's blown away, “Hah! Meanin? Not if the meeting is usually rich?” expostulation. Because the meeting that has been followed not far discuss what coverage will be included in the list of programs. The producer has prerogative. But all this time ideas, ideas and input from journalists are always considered. It is natural for tension to occur. Many heads certainly also many opinions that have sprung up.
“Ih ... don't connect!” spray Oka annoyed.
Again, he nodded.
“What clear donk! Tense how does that mean? Sapu lidi is also tense, nyante aja tuh him ..” kelakarnya but just Oka getting annoyed.
Oka throbbing, getting up from sitting. Then leave. Just a few steps he came back again, picking up one last piece of cake. And chuckle after that.
“Ha ha ha .. not funny!”
“Ish ...” He hissed. It looks like he missed a lot of information aka kudet.
Arriving at the mapolda office the reporters had been crowding there. Office cars with the TVS logo are also perfectly parked. It was a bit far this time because the parking lot was full.
Slightly speeding up the pace he and Mas Budi joined the others. After showing the ID card and filling out the guest book.
“Rei, did you know about meeting yesterday?” ask Mas Budi after they get an empty bench. This conference seems to have been prepared. Located in a fairly large room.
He shook. In fact, he doesn't know. Oka also gave such a signal. But ....
“TSK is one of the shareholders of TVS,” whispered Budi next to his ear.
He looked in shock.
Brow wrinkled. Can't believe what he just heard.
“Ahh ... the real one, Mas?”
He puts his shoulders relaxed.
“We will see (we will see later) ...”
The group of police officers has entered the room. It was Kapolda sitting in the middle, who some time ago he got acquainted. To the right of the figure so well known to him who else if not Danang Barata her husband, as Dirreskrimsus. Her lips clearly curved upwards reviewing a smile.
Then to the left of Kabid Dokkes (chairman of medicine and health).
In front there is a table storing evidence (BB). The total BB reached 7.
‘BB 1; machetes, used to mutilate’
‘BB 2; rice sack, where to store cada’ pieces
‘BB 3; victim’ necklace
‘BB 4; victim's shirt last used’
‘BB 5; ATM as crime transaction’
‘BB 6; TSK transaction chat proof (suspect) 1 on TSK 3’
‘BB 7; autopsy results from Bhayangkara’ Hospital
Suspects totaling 3 people were also present. Dressed in orange prisoner clothes, covered his face and stood his back to the reporters.
Kapolda explained the identity of the suspects, “TSK 1 as the person in charge of executing. AA initials in charge of overseeing the movements of victims, kidnappings, rapists and murders lead to mutilation ...”.
“TSK 2 as the person in charge of executing. Initial BA on duty same as TSK 1,”
“TSK 3 initials CB. As a brain, mastermind of murder ..”
“On the next occasion, Dirreskrimsus will reveal the chronological, background motives for the occurrence of this case ...”
“Please if you have any questions in save first. Because in the last session there will be a question and answer session ..” Kapolda turned over the microphone to Dirresskrimsus.
“Good morning by noon everything ...” Say Danang by throwing a smile.
That heavy and masculine voice began to explain in detail although not all could be opened. For the sake of investigation and investigation.
“This mutilation action is called defensive mutilation. Namely the separation or dismemberment of a limb aims at removing traces after the act of murder ..”.
“Next act of rape is initiative of TSK 1 and TSK 2.”
Then Danang explained one by one the evidence found.
Following the medical explanation of the autopsy results by Kabid Dokkes.
“Is the CB initialed TSK 3 Candra Birawa, Sir?”
“Employer and higher-ups TVS?” ask the JawaTra print journalists. Instantly low boisterous the reporters accompanied, “huuuuuuu ...” They turned to her and Mas Budi who was clearly wearing the pride attire of TVS.
“Oknum.” And the other chirps.
Again and again the man with the title of her husband smiled.
“Betul,” replied Kapolda, “but we are still looking forward to it. Whether TSK 3 is a businessman and the owner of one of the big media in this city,” he continued to make ambiguous and curious.
He raised his hand, “Is the BB 3 pendant that says ‘alundra’ is a combination of the names Alunawati and Candra?”
“And how long have they been in a forbidden relationship? Did the victim demand a confession? Or TSK 3 feels sniffed, so that the disappearance of lives is the only way?”
“Please Mr. Danang who replied,” said Kapolda handed the microphone to the man with a smile.
“Good .. thanks for the question. Our guess leads there. TSK 3 and the victims have been in contact for about 1 year. They met at one of the foundations. Because TSK 3 is one of the donors there,”
“Then the passage of time according to TSK 3. The victim demanded a confession. As promised TSK 3 who will marry him. As a result of the distress of the victim's demands plus the legal wife of the suspect and demanding to divorce her husband if proven to be related to another woman, then the suspect killed the victim ..” Danang explained the sequence of the meeting of victims and suspects.
“All suspects are charged under what circumstances, sir?”
“Does during contact with the victim. The victim was pregnant? So the victim demands marriage?”
“Why this case of mutilation is relatively long revealed. Is it because of the mastermind behind the murder of an influential person? Or is there a backing that makes it seem slow ....?
The questions of the reporters were thrown. Although answered. But there are some questions that hang because the question and answer session time is up. Until Danang raised his hand. Give a signal if the question and answer session is complete. No more time.
Some journalists look disappointed. Because there are still questions that are not answered clearly.
For the sake of investigation and investigation which is still being developed the reason.
Exactly at 13:30 WIB the conference ended. He and Budi cleaned up the coverage equipment.
“My guess is right, right, Rei!?” said Mas Budi put a tripod on his container.
He closed the notebook, put it in his backpack, “Alunawati-Candra?” the canal.
“Yap ...” The cameraman sighed, “Pak Candra, Keisya's papa, camer Aldi ..” Tandas Budi is bright and clear unlike said Kapolda who still covers his identity.
He exhaled a rough breath, hearing this important information as it relates to his current place of work. He never thought.
“And you know?” Mas Budi paused his sentence, all equipment including the ENG camera (Electronik News Gathering) was already in order stored in his container. “Meeting yesterday was Aldi's fate. If he remains determined to maintain this coverage on the program, then ... maybe his career .. you know-lah ..”
Sure. Mr. Candra will not remain silent. Although Aldi would be his son-in-law.
“So Aldi already know in advance, Mas?” tanyakanya.
“Clearly! At the time of his arrest, Aldi was with Keisya. And Keisya's mom called him to come home soon. Mr. Candra was arrested while in his office,” Budi chuckled, “untung not TVS office ... if yes?! More news!”
Their conversation ended when the room was quiet for the two of them.
The car slowly left the mapolda.
Mas Danang: Already home?
The chat message was on his phone. It was 15 minutes ago that Danang sent the message.
Kirei: Already.
Not romantic indeed. From yesterday there was no news. What time is home too. He doesn't know. I just saw him all day at the press conference.
Chat group news journalists bustling.
Korlip : Follow-up meeting today at 15:00 WIB.
Oka: Asiiiaapp!
Anisa: Ready Mr Chairman!
Danar : Okay, Mas.
Birka: Okay, Mas.
Korlip: No one is late!
“Mas Budi, there is another meeting,” he said as he threw his back to the back.
“I think will discuss the results of our coverage.”
“Better we maxi first, Rei.” Tawar Mas Budi, “wild face the reality,” kelakar his.
“DO (Delevery Order) aja yes, Mas,” he saw the watch on his arm, “pas we nyampe office, fitting food arrived. I think it's mepet nih.” It gives a significant reason. Do not want their delay following the meeting to be a tension lighter.
“Good idea!” Mas Budi thumbs up.
Right, arriving at the office in less than 15 minutes an important meeting will begin.
He had forgotten to eat since yesterday. Skipping dinner, not having time for breakfast is just a piece of cake and a glass of capuccino. It is precisely lunch that is very late to make ***** his lunch somehow yawns where.
His stomach suddenly stings. Twining. He forced three mouthfuls of food. But even the nausea that ambushed. Running to the toilet to get all of her stomach out.
“Hoeekkk .. hoeekkk ...”
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