Mona (The Conqueror 2)
Terror in the Grief House

Oh my God, what happened..? how is your shirt full of blood?" ..

Crocos mamah welcomes our return. Mama twisted my body around checking every inch of my body.

" Be calm, Marni, it's not Mona's blood. That's the blood of a suicide victim on campus." Faza tried to calm my mother.

" Innalillahi, only a day I did not enter, there has been a tragic incident like this. and why this happened repeatedly.Yes Allah" muttered mama, cirih. He fell on the sofa.

" Mama do not have to blame yourself, later we will investigate until the completion of this case..

Mama doain aja, may we succeed "I try to calm mama.

" What, you want to follow this investigation all Mon, is there a cop investigating ?" Sentak.

" Just help me out, maa" I said casually.

Mama could only shake her head, because she knew she couldn't stop me.

I was ready with my black abaya when Om Faza asked me to accompany him to the funeral home.

" Mama, Mona went to serve first yes, maa" said to my mother as she hurried away.

I drove my car to the hospital where the girl's body was removed.

"Where are the results of the outopsy? " Tell me to Faza when I get to the hospital.

" The doctor found no signs of violence in the victim, so the conclusion while we still suspect the girl died by suicide" said Mr Faza.

After all the proceedings were completed, we immediately headed to the victim's house. I was allowed to come because I got permission from my mother to represent the campus to say condolences to the victim.

" Mon, Om come with your car, let's drive. Car Om in the office "

" Okay, here's the key.

I handed my car keys to Faza,

We immediately drove the hearse to the funeral home.

After we arrived, it turned out that in front of the alley to the victim's house there were already lecturers who served.

I saw Adrian sir and there was also the vice Dean who was present somehow his name.

Mr. Adrian and the others immediately greeted Faza and the police who came. I just smiled and cupped my hands in front of my chest to greet them.

We also stepped with the officers who carried the bodies, because to enter their homes we had to go through a narrow alley, we were forced to get out of the car and Anita's coffin was picked up by medics and police.

Rumbling cries blared as the victim arrived at the funeral home. None of the family members thought their child would kill himself.

"Hu hu hu.my child may not commit suicide paak.he is a good and cheerful child, he is also always diligent worship, paaak.

Hiccups. hik.." Said the victim's mother in between her tears.

"Yes mom, we understand. God willing, we will do everything we can to uncover this case. Patient mothers have all become God's decrees." Om Faza was trying to advise the mother.

I approached her and hugged her.

" Mom, we from the campus said our deepest condolences, ma'am. In the Lord we will help to uncover this case. And a calm mother yes.in sha Allah Almarhumah husnul khotimah, because I witnessed for myself he worshiped smoothly at his last moment"

" Are you right ?..Alhamdulillah yes Allaaah.Then the mother was a bit calm if at her last moment she was praying, in she Allah she was husnul khotimah right, paak..naak?" Said the mother.

" In my God ma'am, now please explain to us about the personality and profile of the mother's child as well, please let us check the mother's nursery to investigate" said the uncle at length.

The mother began to explain her child's personality.

According to her son named Anita is a pious and intelligent child, she often gets first rank in her school, which is why she got a scholarship on our campus.

" What mom, so mom's son is one of the scholarship recipients?.Then can I go to Anita's room now?" I asked the mother.

We had not yet entered, inside was the sound of something breaking..

....Prankk's..

There was a strange air that I felt when I first set foot in her room.

We spread our eyes all over the room, we looked at the window.

" Om, look here!.the glass is broken" I cried to om Faza. we saw the window glass had broken like someone threw it with a stone.

On the floor of the room we saw a stone wrapped in paper.

I took it and opened it.

" *Next is you*" It was written on the white paper.

" Om, who does this guy mean ?" Ask me wiryly.

Om Faza took over his paper.

" Whoever you mean, this is proof that Anita did not kill herself" he said firmly.

" I've guessed and I'm very sure my son will not kill himself.hik hik" said Anita's mother.

" Oh yes, Mon, why were you shocked when you heard that the victim was a scholarship recipient? Ask about Faza.

" According to the rumor I heard, every scholarship recipient on our campus, always experienced strange events even many who died by suicide and some were hit. "

" Maybe it's possible, it has something to do with the scholarship. Later you ask your mom and dad about this.Hopefully we can get a clue later" ..I nodded in agreement with what Faza said.

We kept checking every corner of Anita's room, but we didn't find anything we were looking for.

"Mom, has Anita never written a diary or anything?" Ask Anita's mother.

" It never seems to. But he often wrote in his hp neng" he replied.

I patted the jidat.

I just remembered about the victim's undiscovered phone.

" Where is the phone mom, about her We didn't find Anita's phone at the scene?" Uncle chimed.

"So morning he brought hp ko, sir. At 10 am he said he was permission because it would be late to go home" said his mother Anita still with a sad face.

Not finished we checked Anita's room, outside the house there was a noise. We'll rush out soon.

Outside the house, we saw her father Anita and her family crying and screaming.

" Why sir, what's wrong ?" Ask her mother Anita to her husband.

" Yes ..Allaaah how the people of the village.why they do not want to salute kuuu hu hu hu hu.." Answer the father in the middle of his sobs.

I immediately approached them.

" May take me to Musolla, let me talk to them" I told them.

Me and Faza went to Musholla to see what happened.

In musholla, we saw people huddling together grumbling.

" Assalamualaikum the father of all" Sapa om Faza told them. Seeing Faza in a police uniform, they were seen tidying themselves up and stopped berating.

" Wa alaikum salam wr wb "Answer them simultaneously.

" Father, I want to ask, why does no one want to solicit the body of Anita's mother?" Ask me about Faza.

" Anita died in a pagan state, because she had committed suicide, saying "Anita answered one of them. I gasped in shock at their response, I immediately came forward to speak in front of them.

" Astagfirullahal Adzim, Who said that suicidal people are punished by infidels? ..Where's the proposition? Suicidal people are great sinners, but not punished as infidels. It is true that an imam is allowed to disolatize him, but it does not abort our duty as Muslims to mourn the suicidal mayyit. Anyway, if you know, I swear by Allah, I witnessed for myself that Anita before she died had been well-shored before me, so it is illegal for you to punish her as infidel.." I said with a loud voice in front of the citizens.

The citizens were silent too.

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