Murder In The Old Castle
158. Assistance
Badi was still standing in a row at the door of the apartment, while Arland was waiting for his orders. The feeling of Badi being played. On the one hand, he still has not completely given up the death of Tari, his sister, while on the other side his human soul seems to be struggling. He imagined, Nayya was also a woman, just like her sister. It may be too much if he blames Nayya as the cause of Dance's death.
A moment later, he turned to Arland.
“We will not break this door, but we will open forcibly. We have experience opening various types of door models. This apartment still uses conventional model doors, not card models. Of course it will be easier for us to open,” said Badi.
“So we'll help the girl?” ask Arland.
Badi nodded as he said,” Now take a set of screwdrivers I used to carry everywhere in the motorcycle seat. Watch out! Do not get caught by security officers. Just act normal, so as not to arouse suspicion,” said Badi.
Arland nodded, he immediately came down to carry out what Badi ordered.
While inside the apartment, Nayya let out a sigh of relief. After a long time, there was finally someone who helped him escape the grip of the serial killer.
Before long, Arland returned with a set of screwdrivers in a box. Badi acted quickly. He moved swiftly to open the door. It seemed, he was already used to the business of breaking into doors. Needless to say, The Raymond Brothers are the old man in the black world. It's just, his name seems untouched by the authorities. But who would have thought, behind the darkness of their world, they still have a conscience as humans?
Not until 30 minutes, the apartment door can be opened. The two men found a girl who looked pale and chaotic. Her hair looked disheveled, with her thin body wrapped in dirty clothes. While his two eyeballs look cute, a little damp because they cry a lot. Nayya, the girl, looked at the two men with expectant gazes.
“Gosh! You ... are you okay?” ask Nayya.
The girl just shook her head weakly. He doesn't have to tell me what really happened. What is in front of the eyes is enough to explain what is really going on in the room. Badi saw the contents of the apartment were dirty and messy. In fact, he did not even think that this girl only used a piece of cloth as a bed. Suddenly, pity strikes.
He helped the girl get off in the elevator to the parking lot. Fortunately, the apartment situation is so quiet that it does not arouse suspicion. Unfortunately they did not bring a car, so it was a bit confusing to secure Nayya.
“We call Bang Ray to pick up this girl,” Arland advises.
“Bailkah. I'll try Raymond's phone,” said Badi.
“Kita .. We must report to the police immediately. I know who is behind all this evil.”
Nayya whispered weakly, but Badi immediately shook his head.
“No! I don't want the police to interfere in this. I'll catch my brother's killer with my own hands, and punish him. The police will only arrest him, and sentence him to several years in prison. I want the killer to feel the same pain that Dance has suffered. Life debt avenged!” furious Badi.
“Jadi ..?”
Nayya asked out of curiosity.
“For a while I suggest you don't go home, because the killer will definitely know and track you there. It's very dangerous for your other family. You better stay with us for a while. Kampung Hitam is much safer, than your residence,” suggested Badi.
“But .... “ Nayya feels hesitant.
After all, he did not know those fierce men very well. How could he live with them? Apparently what Nayya was thinking read by Badi. The fierce man smiled.
“I know what's on your mind. Well, we realize we're not good people, but you have to believe that we won't touch you in the slightest, let alone hurt you. For me personally, because I have a younger sister, it is important for me to place women honorably,” said Badi firmly.
Nayya. He did not expect that line to come out of the mouth of a Badi. During this time he was known as a member of the Raymond Brothers whose name is quite well known in the black world. For a moment he felt doubtful, but there was one other force that encouraged him to believe Badi's words. Maybe the guy was right, for now it's important he survived first. If he returns home, it will endanger the safety of others.
***
After walking around the house, young people are welcome to have lunch. Ms. Mariyati prepared a simple but quite appetizing dish. Sour vegetables, tucked sambal, and fried goldfish that taste delicious. Everyone gathered in the dining room, impatiently enjoying the dishes that had been provided.
“This is the wisest lunch I've ever tasted. Though I have enjoyed sour vegetables dozens of times, but why does this feel so delicious huh?” chirps Rudi.
He seemed to enjoy his food. It even looks like the sweat melted from the forehead, because so excited to enjoy the dish.
“Maybe because we ate together, so it feels more delicious,” timpal Lena while putting the last mouthful into the mouth.
“So after this what are our activities? Waiting for dinner, then sleeping? Is that what we do every day?” ask Alex.
“For tonight, the one who will be in charge of watching you guys is Reno, while I will be on duty tomorrow morning. We will change every day. During this isolation I hope you take care of your health. We are still investigating as usual, and will call you to be questioned,” Dimas said.
Everybody nods. There's nothing more to ask. To be honest, worry and anxiety haunted the feelings of each young person, but they tried to calm down.
“Can we take a walk around this house? I think the weather is very cool for an afternoon walk while enjoying the scenery,” asked Miranti.
“Suggest no. You don't know the area around here. You may be lost, or you may be in trouble. I suggest you stay indoors, or you can go out when it comes to important things, but with our permission" Dimas said.
Miranti nodded in understanding.
After lunch, most young people choose to rest in the room, because they feel tired. Only, Miranti was bored of being in the room. Inwardly, he underestimated the message from Dimas. He exited the room, headed for the backyard.
“Ah, just take a walk around here. Time can't? Bodo very with permission!” muttered.
He slid through the back door, hoping no one would see his departure. The back of the house is bounded with mossy walls. The wall was bounded by an unkempt garden area in the back.
Little-ranked Miranti headed for the door. However, he had not yet come out, a voice rebuked him.
“Where are you, Neng?”
Miranti turned around, looking at Bu Mariyati who was suddenly in that place.
“Eh, anu Bu .. I just want to see the back area for a while. Bosen is in the room. Can ya?” miranti Pinta.
“But too dangerous, Neng. Many old wells are not covered. Better at home only,” advice Bu Mariyati.
“Don't worry, Mom. I won't go far. Just look around here, keep coming back,” said Miranti reasoned.
Ms. Mariyati was unable to prevent the girl's departure. Miranti immediately exited the back door, going towards the area behind the deserted house.
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