MARGI Well
Chapters. 57. Urusannya

Mr. Jemari was silent for a moment. He is happy and eager to help the police. But Mr. Jemari really did not know the name of the place where the woman got off the bus.

“Pak, Mr. Jemari did his phone break again, kok no sound.” said Mas Budi

“No Mas, not broken, but I am confused what to make, I really do not know the name of the place where the woman went down. Just somewhere on the side of the road was a big tree on the side of the road. The woman did not go down in the terminal or in the market or at the red light.” said Mr. Jemari later.

“Ya sir, I will send Jemari's number to the police sir. Later let Mr. Police ask to Mr. Jemari. “ said Mas Budi

“Lha drugs continue I want to be interviewed so want to interpiyu that Mas. I really have deg deg an Mas.” replied Mr. Jemari with a tone of shock and worry to be one because Mas Budi called the word police.

“Just relax sir, just asked a question, maybe Mr. Police angled Mr. Jemari continue later Mr. Police so know the name of the place where the woman went down.” said Mas Budi calmed Mr. Jemari

“Lha is a copy of being interviewed even I will be provoked tho Mas. Continue how big the fishing rod, I did mumet first Mas.” said Mr. Jemari who was more confused.

“That means provoked with questions, for example the woman goes down before what big terminal after big terminal. Kira think how many hours before or after the big terminal.” said Mas Budi gave an explanation to Mr. Jemari

“Had I had to learn this, had to remember first. Not school kok even use in the test everything, Mr. Police again who will test. If I pass it, what will Mas?” ask Mr. Jemari with a smile

“So Mr. Jemari. He.. he...” replied Mas Budi with a small laugh.

“Already sir, I want to contact Mr. Police. “ said Mas Budi next then disconnected the phone, and immediately sent the contact number of Mr. Jemari to the contact number of Mr. Police.

“Don't, I studied first, I remember first. Weleh kok yo has to sit next to that woman to yo. yo.. Mas. mas. mas.." said Mr. Jemari, but Mas Budi had hung up his phone.

"Kok is closed, I call him to play close" muttered Mr. Jemari.

Mak Dinah who was near Mr. Jemari had since listened to Mr. Jemari's conversation on the phone.

“What problems sir, women's problems?” asked Mak Dinah while holding her youngest child's sofa.

“Iya Mak, but you do not get jealous again yes later misunderstand again.” replied Mr. Jemari while looking at Mak Dinah's face.

“What problem to sir, how do I hear there are women there are police, what problem do you have? Bringing away women people?” asked Mak Dinah while looking intently at her husband Pak Jemari.

“Don't be weird to sir, our people don't make problems, problems will come by themselves, what else if we make problems.” said Mak Dinah next.

“That's a real Mak, I didn't make any trouble. But the problem came alone, sitting next to me while on the bus I came home from home.” said Mr. Jemari with a serious facial expression.

“Woman is her name Problem?” ask Mak Dinah again

“Not Mak, don't know what the woman's name is. The problem is that the woman who knows is sitting next to me and there is a possibility that she threw the baby in the orphanage. The baby was found by Marginah and Nesya. Go report to the police. So Mr. Police will interview me.” Answer Mr. Jemari

“Oooo lha so dizzy until Pak has to deal with Police.” said Mak Dinah

“Ya sir, assisted while we can help. He said that if we help others, God will help us. If we facilitate and smooth the affairs of others, God will also facilitate and smooth our affairs.” said Mak Dinah

“Iya Mak's. We leave Marginah in the home instead of us giving up our responsibilities, we strive for the smooth education of Marginah. And I get a windfall from Mas Angga, it's tomorrow if the cow has a baby no matter how half the child is sold I will give it to the Mak.” home said Mr. Jemari

“If you have one how sir?’ ask Mak Dinah

“Ya sold one, the money half I transfer.” replied Mr. Jemari

Yo wis Mak I want to learn to remember where the woman went down. “ said Mr. Jemari next then he got up from his seat and stepped foot.

“Awas you know do not remember the woman.” said Mak Dinah while looking at Mr. Jemari.

“No Mak, only you I always remember." said Mr. Jemari then he walked towards the back. He was looking for the clothes he used to wear when he came home from home, but they were gone. He'll look for a piece of bus ticket that he put in his pocket.

“Dinah.” Mak Dinah must have murmured Mr. Jemari then he walked to his room. He saw there were piles of clothes that had been washed Mak Dinah but had not folded because it had not had time. Mr. Jemari is looking for the clothes he used to wear. At the end of the meeting, he immediately searched his pocket and searched for tickets in his pocket still there or had been discarded by Mak Dinah.

“Search what tho Pak, want help ironing what?” ask Mak Dinah who has entered the room.

“She wants to learn to remember where to even dismantle and unload clothes.” said Mak Dinah next while looking at what Pal Jemari did.

“This I want to learn Mak, looking for this bus ticket, not to throw away. This is the writing of the city and village through which the bus passes. To still be read even though it is tangled.” Said Mr. Jemari while showing a piece of paper on Mak Dinah

“Iya Sir, I did not rogoh your shirt pocket, because I knew for years so your wife had no money slip in my shirt pocket when I washed it he....” said Mak Dinah with a small laugh.

"Just a heart tucked away ha.ha.ha." said Mr. Jemari with a laugh.

“Pak, mbok all those in his clothes, help my domestic work Sir, I will have helped until also work in the fields in the garden, to and fro time at the parlour.” says Mak Dinah next.

“Iya yes Mak, kok pinter you now Mak, after diligently join the collection Mother Mother.” replied Mr. Jemari

Mr. Jemari kept a bus ticket that had been found and he read a glimpse of the city and village village that was written on a bus ticket. Mr. Jemari while recalling thinking that in the village where the woman fell, he folded the clothes that had been mounted. Marginah now no longer live at home, Mak Dinah's work which is usually done Marginah is often delayed done. In the past if Marginah went home from school she took clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes and immediately folded them. Now Stela could only help lift the clothesline.

Meanwhile, a few days later, Nesya and Marginah were also escorted by Ms. Sari to the police station. Marginah and Nesya who were initially afraid of fear but eventually they felt relaxed and could answer all what the Police Officer asked. The police officer asked in a relaxed manner and in a friendly tone of voice, not with a serious tone of voice and ketus so Marginah and Nesya can be smooth and calm in telling the events he saw and did.

Mr. Jemari was also on the phone by Mr. Police to be questioned. The same is the case with Marginah and Nesya, who initially Pak Jemari was afraid of fear, but with the way the Police Officer who questioned in a friendly tone, polite and relaxed at last the fear of Mr. Jemari is gone and can smoothly provide information requested by the Police.

And...

Seconds change seconds, minutes change minutes, hours change hours, days change days, weeks change weeks, months change months. And one day, two policemen brought a woman to the home.

It was in the afternoon when the orphanage child was on duty working on his afternoon picket schedule. The child who swept in the yard saw that there was a police car carrying a woman who looked shocked and one of them ran to tell Ms. Sari. While others allowed the three uninvited guests to wait in the living room.