MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
EPISODE 127: THE ELDERS OF KELADI

Cintia and Herman left the house of Miss Dewi with a little relief, but still keep a question mark. When he got into the car, Cintia immediately invited Herman to chat.

“Her, how about that diary we brought? Until when will we keep it a secret from Miss Dewi? Gradually he must have charged the diary piece to us,” said Cintia began the conversation.

“That's the one I've been thinking about since. We should be able to buy time as long as possible. It is too risky for Miss Dewi if you have to read the contents of the diary pieces that we keep,” replied Herman.

“Well, that's him I mean, Her. I don't want Miss Dewi to be disappointed after reading the contents of the diary. We too will be sinners. Aye, right? But, until when did Mother Goddess not know that? ” said Cintia.

“We just keep the contents of the diary piece from Madam Dewi because we have not tested the truth of the contents of the diary. Yes, if it is true. If wrong?” herman said firmly.

“Yes, right you said, Her. We have to keep it a secret until the time is right. Yeah, if I really wish it wasn't true. Pity Mom Dewi if what is written in the diary is true everything,” replied Cintia.

“Iya, Cintia. You're correct. Oh yeah, where are we going now?” ask Herman then.

“We ask information about Mr. Ade first to the residents here. Who knows he has gone home,” replied Cintia.

“OK!” herman replied as he slowly drove out his car.

A few minutes later Herman pulled over his car when he saw a crowd of people chatting on the side of the road. The people immediately stopped chatting as soon as they saw that there was a car near them. Herman got out of the car, so the men woke up from their seats out of respect for the arrival of the police.

“Good morning, Gentlemen and Mas-Mas,” greet Herman.

“Good morning, Mr. Police. Can we help you?” said one of the most senior among them.

Herman looked at the man.

“Anu, Sir. I want to ask where Mr Ade's house, yes?” ask Herman then.

“Ooooo Pak Ade her husband Bu Nisa who when is the day of hospital admission, yes?” ask them back.

“Iya true. I came here to see him,” replied Herman pretending.

“Oah! Have you not heard that Mr. Ade was hospitalized and still has not come home until now,” replied the man.

“Oh, not home yet, huh? I think I'm home,” said Herman.

“Not yet, Sir. When we go home we know everything. Yes, right?” said the man while looking at his friends.

“Beluuum,” replied his friends compact.

“Ooooo .. Yes already if so thank you very much, sir. I'd better go to the hospital. He was admitted to the regional hospital, right?” herman asked again, pretending.

“Iya, Sir. You better visit there,” replied the man.

“Alright, I say goodbye first, Mr-Bapak and Mas-Mas all,”, Herman said as he waved his hand to the people who were sitting.

“Sama-Sama, Sir!” suhut they are compact.

Herman got back in the car and continued his journey. He honked as a sign of greeting for the second time. Some of them raised their hands to answer Herman's greetings.

Herman calmly continued his journey back with Cintia.

“Means we went straight to the stall last night, yes, to check the CCTV so we can make sure that Miss Larasati turned out to have a twin sister,” said Herman.

“Iya .. Hopefully so, Her. I also do not want to meet with ghosts,” said Cintia.

“That ghost doesn't exist, Cin. It must be something that's been engineered. Surely his twin brother did not accept Miss Larasati suffered such a fate,” replied Herman.

“It makes sense also your analyst, Her. Come to think of it could be his twin brother was also involved in the death of Mr. Dimas. Yes, right?” ask Cintia.

“Can be, Cin. That's why we'll check first if last night was Miss Larasati's twin sister? If it is, the picture will appear on the CCTV. From there we can develop into another case. Listen-Listen, the accident newspaper in front of the residential gate a few days ago was also a resident of Pomegranate hamlet and also still have friendly relations with Mr. Ade,” replied Cintia.

“Loh, that case is pure hit-and-run, Cin?” ask Herman.

“Iya anyway, but there are some people who are suspicious of the way he died. You see Satpam is famous for being the most adept at crossing the housing wara,” replied Cintia.

“Iya. Any possibility could happen. All depends on the results of this CCTV investigation later,” replied Herman.

“If it turns out that the mysterious woman last night was really Miss Larasati's twin sister, it means sophisticated as well huh, the crime?” Cintia.

“Iya Cin's. People are now sophisticated. Included in the case of crime,” replied Herman.

Herman, slow! Looks like soon we'll be at the stall last night,” scolded Cintia.

“Iya, China. That stall is visible from here,” replied Herman while pointing towards the front.

Cintia was staring in the direction pointed by her co-worker. And sure enough in front there is indeed a warun who last night dkat once position with their car.

After walking a few seconds later, they arrived in front of the stall whose condition was currently open. Unlike last night whose condition is closed. After stopping the car next to the shop, they both got out of the car. They were instantly beheaded by an old grandfather who was guarding his stall.

“Assalamualaikum ..” greet Herman to the old man.

“Waalaikumsalam ..” replied the old man.

“Kek, we no need same Grandpa. Can we go inside?” herman asked the old man.

“Monggo, Sir! God willing I am ready to help,” replied the old man firmly.

Herman and Cintia entered the shop. The old grandfather gave two seats to Herman and Cintia to occupy. Just as the two of them were about to begin conveying their plans, suddenly an old grandmother came out from behind. As soon as the old grandmother saw two policemen in her stall, the old grandmother was instantly hysterical.

“Ya Allah .. Our Police Sir does not sell the odd. We only sell cigarettes. We don't sell liquor. Please don't catch us!” the old grandmother shouted as she pranced and cried wailing.

Herman and Cintia who saw the strange behavior of the old grandmother could only see the strangeness.

“Bu …. Why do you cry that way? The same police officer bugged this cop here not to arrest us! They both have other business with us,” shouted the old man while holding his hysterical wife.

After hearing the words from her husband, the old grandmother was shocked and hurriedly wiped away her tears.

“Huh, so if you see something do not just respond before knowing for sure the truth!” said old grandfather.

“What is it true that my husband said just now, Mr Police and Miss Police?” asked the old grandmother innocently.

“Consider, Bener, Mom. The arrival of the two of us here was indeed another matter. After all, grandma is afraid of selling grandparents and halal grandmothers and does not violate the law. Yes, right?” cintia answered trying to convince the old woman.

“No need to shut it up, Grandma! We both forgave Grandma, kok!” cintia tried to convince the old grandmother.

“Thank you very much, Mr. Police and Buk Police for understanding. Understandably, this grandmother is old,” replied the old grandmother again.

“Please sit down, Grandma! There is something we want to discuss with grandparents,” said Cintia.

“Alright, Police Buk. Go ahead! As long as we are able to help, then we will help Mr. Police and Police Buk,” replied the old grandmother.

“Grandpa and grandpa are great turns out, huh? We didn't expect that grandma and grandpa would be this friendly welcoming the two of us. Sorry also if we came here to bring nothing,” said Cintia again.

“Wah, if that's not important, Buk Policeman. The important thing is that we are not arrested is very happy,” replied the old grandmother.

“This granny is all-none! No, Grandma! Grandma and Grandpa are good people. There is no way we will catch a good person,” replied Cintia.

“Oh yes, I made you drink first, yes?” ask old grandma.

“Eh, no need, Grandma! Just now we from Pomegranate hamlet have been given a drink,” replied Cintia.

“Can there be a difference between drinks here and drinks there?” old grandma protest.

“Already, Grandma! Our stomachs are no longer resistant,” replied Cintia.

“Ya already then. Monggo just conveyed the intention and purpose of Mr Police and Buk Police come to our slum shop?” ask the old man to the two of them.

“Begini, Grandma .. Cake .. that night we lost track of someone around this shop. We need that person's identity. Well, it just so happened last night that the person appeared on the CCTV camera in this shop. Hence, we would like to ask Grandma and Grandpa for help to give us access to copy the video file of the footage that is on the CCTV in front,” Herman replied clearly and firmly.

“Oooooo that's it? Yes, monggo! It just so happened that the CCTV in front of it was sent by my brother who worked in Japan as a TKI. If not wrong he can still save the video recording about a week more,” replied the old man.

“Wah, so many memories, Cake?” cintia Tegur.

“Ya, the name is also free. I'll just take it. Indeed he said his memory is rarely on the market,” replied the old man.

“Good then. We are so not worried about the results of the recording,” replied Herman.

“Protected safe, Mr. Police. When is the day even when here there is a carnival, there are people who copy the contents of the recording during the carnival,” replied the old man.

“Means we don't need to issue these letters?” herman asked the old man while pretending to reach into the paper in the bag he was carrying.

“No need, Mr. Police. The important thing is not to be tampered with,” replied the old man.

“Ya already, then we copy now the file, huh? Because we are also hunted by time,” asked Herman.

“Monggo, Police Sir!” replied old grandma.

Herman and Cintia went out of the stall and looked at the condition of the CCTV cameras installed there. After seeing the CCTV channel they both immediately copied the files in the CCTV channel into a laptop carried by Cintia. In less than an hour, they have got the video file they want. After that, they also gave permission to the old grandfather and grandmother while sticking out some fifty thousand bills to the old man as a thank you.

“Waduh, how come there's gini-ginya, Mr Police? No need!” said the old man sincerely.

“Receive only, Cake. Consider it our alms to grandparents who are still productive at an age that is not young anymore,” replied Herman.

“Thank you very much then, Mr. Police,” said the old man.

“Sama-Sama, Cake. Then we go straight away, huh?” ask Herman.

“Kok already hunted, anyway? Don't you want to sit around chatting here?” ask old grandma.

“Lain times only, Grandma. Now we are really being hunted for time to immediately finish an affair,” replied Cintia with a serious face.

“Ya already, May the business of Mr. Police and Police Buk soon be completed and given smoothness,” the old grandmother prayer.

“Aaamiiiiin ...,” Cintia and Herman reply simultaneously.

“Assalamualaikum ..” greet Herman before going home.

“Waalaikumsalam ...,” replied neektua and old man.

The old grandfather and the old grandmother then drove Cintia and Herman to his car. They both felt happy to get the visit of the two good policemen. Herman and Cintia also feel happy because they have managed to get CCTV footage at the stall.

The old grandpa and the old granny stared at the departure of the two policemen with haru feelings. However, when the two of them were about to return inside the stall, there was a less than pleasant incident.

“Pak, come on in! Don't stay outside for long. Turn there is a beautiful girl you spirit guard the shop,” granny nagging old again.

“Loh, I just welcomed the arrival of the police in our shop. I didn't think that way, kok!” replied old man.

“That's the reason! Who does not know you, sir! After seeing a beautiful girl must immediately flowery!” the old grandmother protested with jealousy.

“Loh, when I have to pout with guests, Mom?” sahut old grandpa.

“But, not so much as the Father to the extent that his own smile earlier. Remember age, Sir!” protesting old grandma emotionally.

“Which doesn't remember whose age, Mom? I also remember my age! The time for jealousy continues to start first until this old?” the old grandfather protest.

“What? You can say it's the same as me?” the old grandmother shouted as she ran towards the back with the expression of the one who was about to cry.

Instead of being concerned, the old man even mocked his wife.

“Duh, just cry? Already, just cry on! I'm just going to coffee at another shop!” grouse old grandpa.

Old man's voice was heard by the old grandmother. The old grandmother shouted to her upset husband.

“Pak, where are you going?” old grandma shouted from inside the shop.

“I want to nyari wife young!” old man shouted deliberately to bully his wife.

“Bapaaaaaaaak!!” the old grandmother cried out sadly.

Old grandfather still went to coffee in another stall without caring about his wife who was whining

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