Murder In The Old Castle
130. Raymond Brothers
Nayya ran along a narrow alley flanked by the rundown houses. He knew that there were some people who saw him running, but they didn't care as if it was an ordinary sight.
In his mind, he should be able to escape as far as possible. He looked back, but he saw no one chasing him. Did he not intend to pursue her? He slowed his pace, looking around. Whether he entered the wrong hallway or how, he saw many unfriendly looking men around him!
“Where to, Ma'am?” reprimand one of the big, tattooed tall men who was there.
Nayya did not answer. The relief he felt slowly turned into anxiety. He saw at least five foreign men staring at him, as though hungry wolves were staring at his prey.
In addition to the five men, there was also a young woman dressed very openly in the chest, smoking a cigarette. A man with a transverse mustache approached while grinning.
“Just enter our place! It's not safe outside!”
The cross-moustached man whispered slowly near Nayya's ear. The smell of alcohol came from his mouth. Nayya kept her head away for a moment.
“Not to be afraid, Ma'am. In the afternoon you run like a demon. Instead of being caught again mending in with us!” said another man who was there.
“I ... I'll just go, Sir! I want to go home,” said Nayya timidly.
“Usually people who enter this neighborhood, rarely anyone can go home. I suggest you come with us. Everything will be fine,” said the man again.
Nayya shook her head slowly, but quickly the moustached man clutched his arm. The grip was so strong, that Nayya could not pull over or even move. The man with the mustache smiled. Nayya only resigned when the mustache man pulled him into a house not far from it, which was no less messy, only there was more spacious.
“Sit! You must be tired of running down this alley!” said another man who was there.
Nayya was uncomfortable. The five men stared at him wildly. She felt like an innocent girl trapped in a den of thieves. The young girl who was there brought a glass of water.
“Minum!”
The young lady extended a glass of water to Nayya. There was no reason to refuse the girl's gift. Nayya immediately took a sip of the water the young woman gave her, as she was indeed feeling very thirsty.
“You accompany her first, Dance! We will be adventuring first!” said one of the big men tattooed an anchor on his arm.
The young lady called Dance nodded. The five men left the room, leaving Tari with Nayya inside.
“Do not worry. You're safe here. They are not as bad as you think,” said Tari.
Nayya. He swept his eyes around. He sat in a chair in a messy house, with needles and bongs, and bottles of liquor. Nayya could not feel calm in this place.
“Siang like this, they have work outside. They'll be back tonight, so you're safe here with me. You don't have to worry. It's gonna be okay. Oya, what's your name?” tanya Dance.
“Nayya.”
“Nayya? What a pretty name. As beautiful as her. A girl as beautiful as you in a place like this is certainly very attention-grabbing. You know, there's a lot more people out there. You should be grateful we found you. If only you were still outside, it was not impossible that your fate would be worse. The five men were Raymond Brothers. Have you heard of it? They were not siblings, but formed a kind of brotherhood. Actually they are good, but still the demands of the needs of life become one reason in itself why they live this forbidden business,” explained Tari.
Nayya did not care much about hearing the Dance story. The young woman even told me that she was the younger sister of Badi, one of the Raymond Brothers. They have been orphans since childhood. Street life throws them into a violent and cruel black world.
“I'm not hungry!” answer Nayya.
Duk ... duk .. duk!
Suddenly the door of the house was violently knocked. Paras Nayya turned anxious. He believes that the figure of his pursuer has managed to find his hiding place. He turned his head towards Dari, hoping that the young woman could protect him.
“Come in to the room! Let me take care of it!” word Dance.
Without waiting for the order twice, Nayya immediately headed for a room in the interior of the house, while Tari rushed to open the door to find out who was coming.
***
A white van drove slowly towards the outskirts of the city. Wandi, the driver looked left and right, like looking for an address. Gilda Anwar, who was sitting next to her, looked riled up. He was hungry, since morning he only ate a piece of cheese doughnut and a glass of nonfat milk. He was very worried about the fat deposits that began to infiltrate his waist. Unfortunately, he has not been able to eliminate his bad habit, namely snacking.
“We are looking for a place to eat first or directly to Kampung Hitam?” ask Wandi.
“This Black Village is not on the city map because it is so hidden. Only criminals know the ins and outs of this village. I think we should fill the stomach first,” said Gilda.
“Did Mbak Gilda have the latest information about the development of the case of Jenny Veronica?” ask Wandi.
“Source I met is not willing to divulge any more information from the police. So I thought, we don't have to hope for them anymore. I just received a new message from an unnamed person when he saw a white sedan parked not far from Kampung Hitam. This white sedan is being hunted by the police since the disappearance of Nayya, a student who was allegedly kidnapped or possibly killed.”
“Is the source reliable?”
“I think it's good we check to the location for the truth. Kampung Hitam was a territory that was greatly avoided by anyone. No one wants to go in there without a certain business. Even rumors say that maybe you will not return after entering from there,” said Gilda.
“And strangely enough, the police just kept quiet knowing that?”
“Police in this city really have a bad reputation, even since the past. Do you remember the writers' murders in the old castle? It turned out that it had happened a long time ago, and the police deliberately hid the facts because of bribes from the rich Anggara Laksono,”, Gilda said.
“Do you think there are people from the police who became the backers of Kampung Hitam?”
“Entahlah. But I think Black Village is very dangerous. Various drug syndicates, human sales, and various gangsters inhabit the place. Of course it is not easy to get out when you have entered there, and know a little secret in it,”, Gilda explained.
“Why did Mbak Gilda not just cover the news about the Black Village?”
“I have long wanted to cover Kampung Hitam, but I have not found the right source. Most of them shut up, not wanting to be known to the public. But later I will try to penetrate the village. I will focus first on the murder of these girls,”, Gilda said.
Wandi nodded. They arrived in front of a food stall subscription Gilda located not far from the crowd, before they decided to visit Kampung Hitam.
***