Murder In The Old Castle
160. Shouts
Dimas breathed a bit of relief, because today the one on duty in the isolation house is Reno. He can use his free time with a little relaxation. Free time like this, he used to use the time before the afternoon to jog in the city park that is not so crowded. He wanted to relax for a while his brain which in recent days began to be crammed by murder cases that seemed to have no end.
He runs lightly around the park, while floating views around the park that make him excited. Some people also choose parks to do sports activities or just a regular walk. Some are just couples, some are alone. Dimas belongs to a community that is alone. His busyness at work, sometimes makes him forget to think about the problem of a mate. However, he enjoyed his solitude.
The activity of Dimas who was exercising, was secretly being watched by a young girl who was sitting on a park chair while wearing a hat, jacket, and sunglasses. It looks very casual, with brightly colored sneakers. He smiled to himself to see Dimas. A moment later, he moved to approach the young policeman who was sitting in the grass slipping his legs. Dimas drank water from a bottle of drink he had prepared from home.
“Dimas!” greet the young woman, standing near Dimas sitting on a row.
“Gilda? Why are you here?” dimas was surprised.
The sudden presence of Gilda, apparently not so desired by Dimas. He did not respond so much to his presence. Although they have had a complicated relationship in the past, Dimas wants to forget immediately. Only, Gilda was still coming, as if not willing with their separation.
“Loh, this is a public park. Can I just exercise here. Anyway, it's really bright this afternoon. Like fun for sports,” said Gilda with a smile.
“Yes you've been sporting. It's not unusual to see you like jogging. Usually go to a fitness center. I want to run!”
Dimas stood up, about to continue his sports activities. However, it was immediately prevented by Gilda.
“Wait!”
“Why else?”
“So you're not on duty? The tumben? According to a reliable source, I heard the police are isolating the young men somewhere. Is true?” ask Gilda.
Dimas sighed. He knew which way Gilda spoke. He was lazy to respond. Actually he was astonished. How did Gilda know the young men were being isolated? Admittedly, this girl is very smart to find information, although it must be by justifying all means.
“So real?” Gilda repeated her question.
“Sorry, I don't want to answer. This is not your capacity to know, nor is it my capacity to answer. I don't know where you got that info either. So I will not answer anything,” said Dimas firmly.
“Dih, why use all the secrets? People deserve to know the truth. Anyway, even if you cover up, still the news will spread quickly.” Gilda.
“Enough Gilda! that's none of your business, is it? I think I'm going home! Suddenly my mood is not good. Please exercise properly. That's your goal to this place, right? Or don't-don't ... You tail me?” ask Dimas.
Gilda. He didn't want to let Dimas just walk away. Reflexively he held Dimas' hand.
“Wait!”
“Eh, let me go, Gilda! What the hell?”
“You why the hell? I'm just asking, but your attitude isn't very pleasant. Is it difficult to answer yes or no?”
This time Gilda's hand began to grip slightly, so Dimas was disturbed. He flicked Gilda's arm furiously.
“Our business is done Gilda! Look for news the right way!” snapped Dimas.
The young policeman rushed to leave Gilda who was starting to rouse.
“Dimas! You have a great heart, huh?”
Dimas did not speak of Gilda. He left Gilda alone in the garden quickly. Gilda was about to give chase with a cocky taste, but the intention was undone. He took the phone out of his pants pocket, then called.
“Wandi, you keep looking for info yes, where the young people were isolated. We'll go there secretly. I failed to find info from Dimas!”
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Rasty came out of the room, then headed to the kitchen. He found Ms. Mariyati who was frying chicken. He took the water in the refrigerator, then drank it, while looking at what Ms. Mariyati was doing.
“You helped Bu Mar?” Rasty offered help.
“No need, Neng. I used to do nothing myself. It will be uncomfortable to be helped. Wait another half hour, Neng. Later I prepare everything at the dinner table,” said Bu Mariyati while continuing to fry.
“Kok quiet on where ya Bu?” ask Rasty.
His view turned to a window connected to the backyard. It's a little dark outside, because Mr. Paiman hasn't finished changing the lights.
“Wah, less know also Neng. There was one of Eneng's friends who walked to the back, I had forbidden but he was reckless. If others, have not seen since. New Eneng who came here this afternoon,” replied Bu Mariyati.
Rasty nodded. He left the kitchen to another room. In his heart he thought, who is walking into the back garden? Did Rasty? Or Adinda?
He went to the living room, hearing the voices of people talking there. It turned out that in the room was Ferdy and Rudi who were chatting.
“You saw Miranti not?” ask Rasty.
“Ngak. I haven't seen anyone today except Rudi. Soon after dinner, Mostan appears this out. Sleeping in his room again. His legs will hurt again, ” replied Ferdy.
“Iya. So who goes to the back garden? Ms. Mariyati said that there was one of us who walked around back. My guess is Miranti or Adinda. Alex time anyway?” ask Rasty.
“You call my name?”
Rasty turned around, finding Alex suddenly appearing behind him.
“You've just got to know, Lex!” grunts Rasty.
“You're not on a meal? My stomach is hungry. Really, it's actually less comfortable here. But what else do you want?” said Alex.
Before long, Adinda joined in that place as well. It looks fresh after the shower. He deliberately took the last shower, because waiting for the bathroom line is still used by others. He looked attractive, wearing a casual blouse patterned with purple flowers. Ferdy looked at the girl without blinking.
“Well, only Miranti does not exist. Where is he?” Rasty asked in an anxious tone.
“Udah check in room?” ask Adinda.
“Not yet. Yes, maybe we are ready to eat only once!”
Suddenly with a little impetuous, Mr. Paiman entered the living room with an anxious face.
“I ... I'm looking for Ms. Miranti. Does anybody? My wife told me one of you was going back, but she hasn't memorized your name yet. Not back yet?” ask Mr. Paiman.
“It's really my guess! Definitely Miranti!” said Rasty.
“He hasn't returned?” ask Alex.
“Then I was changing the taillights, near the garden, I heard a cry for help, but faintly. I'm worried that something will happen to Miranti. That's why I'm here to see if Madam Miranti has returned or not.” Mr. Paiman explained.
“Wow! Take this if he gets mired in an old well. Let's report Mr Reno!” take Rasty.
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