Murder In The Old Castle
169. Silvia

Reno awakens from her sleep for just a moment. Classical music still plays softly from the music player in his room. Hurriedly he looked towards the clock which showed four o'clock passing by a few minutes. He scratched his hair that was not itchy. He was drugged in exhaustion, so he did not feel asleep for several hours. Though this afternoon, the plan he will look for the address of the owner of a white car that is cringed at the bottom of the ravine.

He hurried to go to the bathroom, not to take a shower. It takes at least half an hour to take a shower. He only saw the image of his face in the mirror, then washed his face with a special soap face. He doesn't want to look dull. He is aware that his age is not young, but he still tries to keep his appearance attractive. For a man his age, he looks charming. His charm is more radiant and more authoritative. No wonder, some women still like to glance at him. Unfortunately, he was not very interested, considering he already had a wife.

Finished the business of cleaning himself for a moment, he immediately went to change more casual clothes, as well as combing hair. He also smeared sunblock to the face and neck so that licks of ultraviolet light do not roast the skin. Once ready, he just remembered that the rest of the food that he ordered through the application was still not put in the refrigerator. Though there is still a lot left. In a hurry he secured the food.

Half-running he was about to exit the house, but when he opened the front door, a young woman stood in front of the door, looking at him with a look of wonder. The young lady was so sweet, with natural makeup and well-groomed hair. His eyes are wide and not polished eye-shadow or the like. He uses a compact suit of bright colors, looks so in accordance with his usual posture.

“Silvia?” reno.

“I ... I just stopped by to pick up some stuff,” the young lady said softly.

The gaze of the young lady named Silvia was so gentle but piercing. For a moment, Reno was glued. He doesn't know what to do. He remembered the task outside that he had to do.

“Oh yes, please .... “

Reno said nothing. The young woman went into the house, went straight to the room, looking for something in the closet, while putting some clothes in the bag.

“You healthy?” ask Silvia.

“I ... I'm healthy, Sil. How about you?” ask Reno.

He was still standing staring at the woman's movements.

Silvia smiled as she shook her head. He didn't answer anything. His hands deftly stuffed several pieces of clothing into the bag. For some reason, Reno felt guilty. Silvia looked so beautiful and calm, even though she knew something was hidden in her feelings.

“You want to work, right? As always. I'm just gonna be a minute. Good luck to you!”

Silvia was done with her affairs, then approached Reno. She kissed her husband's cheek gently.

“I'm not going anywhere. Finish your business first. I just feel lonely in this big house alone,” whispered soft Sivia.

Before long, the young lady passed by leaving Reno alone. The police feel more guilty. Before the woman went out of the house, she pulled her arm.

“Wait!” said Reno quickly.

“You are in a hurry. You better do your job outside. I'm okay anyway. Your career is also important for the sustainability of our household. I can understand that. Okay?” silvia.

“I ... I'm sorry. I have to finish my job, Sil. I beg you not to go. Stay in this house. Don't go home to your parents. It would lower my pride as your husband. Please!” reno pinta.

Silvia fell silent, looking into her husband's eyes deeply. She was also sad when she had to leave her husband alone at home. He realized, maybe that was done a little childish, because sulking like that. It also feels unfair if his parents also know the household problems he is facing with Reno.

“Solve your task first, Ren! Sorry!”

Silvia, the stubborn young lady, remained on her stance. She passed from before her husband without caring what he felt. Reno could only see Silvia leaving feeling uneasy, but she was also unable to endure her departure. She always looked beautiful, just like the first time she met.

“I'm sorry, Silvia,” Ogled Dimas.

He is trying to refocus on the work he is currently facing. After Silvia's departure, he immediately headed for the car. He must be able to distinguish between career and personal affairs. The two cannot overlap each other. For a moment, he had to forget the shadow of Silvia that continued to linger in his brain.

Reno drove the vehicle while according to the direction indicated by the application of the guide in his car. His eyes focused on the road. This time he could not lose any more information. The streets look not so crowded, some bikers control the streets, so the trip is a bit stalled. Klaxon sahut-switch, adding to the bustling atmosphere. The address informed by the police was near the outskirts of the city, so he had to divide the density of the city to get there.

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A plate of porridge was served hot on the table, while Gerry was still weakly seated leaning against the wall of the room. He was still not interested in eating the porridge. His head still felt dizzy, and his stomach was nauseous. Some parts of his body are also still visible bruises and wounds, only laced with potluck medicine.

Gerry could only shake with a smile. The answer made the little girl unhappy.

“Seconds should eat to get well soon!” ratri.

Gerry was silent. He saw the eyes of the little girl who was looking at him sincerely. He hadn't seen such a look in a long time. Even from his own mother. His parents, who are too busy with business, prefer to live abroad rather than having to accompany their children. They thought the treasure was enough to make Gerry happy. That's not what Gerry was looking for.

“Good, Brother will eat his porridge,” said Gerry weakly.

Ratri smiled sweetly. He felt relieved. He took the porridge plate, then offered it to Gerry. Although a bit difficult, Gerry received Ratri's gift. He tried not to disappoint the little girl.

Before long, a fairly aged man walked into the room, looking at Gerry with a cold gaze. Gerry felt awkward looking at that look. He put down the plate of porridge he was holding.

“Eat, Son!”

The old man's raucous voice sounded so deep, but it was very conciliatory. The crimped parasite is inedible to the times, but still authoritative. Gerry felt this old man was a hard worker in the past. The burden of life is reflected from its level.

“Thank you for helping me, Sir,” Gerry said.

“Tak what. The gap up there is indeed quite dangerous to pass. If you are not careful, the car can slip and enter the abyss. But I think you're lucky to have survived. God does not want you to die quickly. Maybe someone else will die, but you don't. It's a miracle. Be grateful there are only small injuries all over the body, but it is much better than you dying horribly,” said the grandfather.

Gerry nodded slowly. What Grandpa said sounded terrible. Maybe the miracle was on his side. He also did not expect that he could still safely plunge into the abyss in it.

“We actually wanted to take you to the doctor, but you saw for yourself that I am not a rich man. Access to the hospital is also quite difficult from this place. My house is hidden from the crowd, behind a cornfield. So I'm just going for traditional medicine. I hope it can relieve the wound you are going through,” said the grandfather again.

“Grandfather no need to bother. This is enough too. I promise that when I return home, I will repay all the kindness of my grandfather and family. Again, I am very grateful for the help of grandfather,” Gerry said politely.

“Not necessary, no need. I'm just doing what I could. All the medicinal ingredients are growing around here. So you don't have to think that I bought all those drugs. You don't have to think that,” said the grandfather.

Gerry was very excited to hear the words of his grandfather. He did not expect there was still a good heart, in the middle of a hedonistic world. Usually everything is measured by money, but this grandfather opened his eyes that sincerity is more expensive than anything else.

“So how can everything happen?” ask the grandfather.

“The story is long, Cake,” Gerry said.

He tried to collect fragments of events scattered in his memory. Everything goes so fast. Still remember when he was at the police station while undergoing the interview process. He was with Rasty. Then he remembered, he was driven home by a policewoman named Fani, until then confronted by a white car in the middle of the road. Unfortunately, Fani did not survive.

Gerry's breath felt tight as he imagined all the pieces of events that had happened before. He wanted to pour out everything he had to the old man, but his tongue felt like it was ridiculous. He is not ready to talk. He just nodded slowly.

The old man understood that Gerry was still traumatized by what he was going through. He did not urge or compel us to speak. He just nodded.

“What's wrong, you better rest until you completely recover. When you recover, I'll take you to your house. I realize, this place may be a little uncomfortable for you,” said the Old Man.

“Eh, not so sir. I'm happy to stay here,” Gerry said quickly.

The old man nodded, then left the room. Now there was only Ratri who was busy with her dolls. For some reason, even though this house is very simple, Gerry feels calmer living here. His house was luxurious, with all the facilities available, but he found no peace in it. That is why he sometimes holds parties just to get rid of his feelings.

Unfortunately, the party he last title ahead of the new year yesterday turned into a disaster. A girl was found dead in her home, and it was as if a wild ball was rolling. Murder after murder ensues, and now even leaves her stranded in a remote house at the bottom of a ravine.

However, despite all of that, he returned grateful. He saw the figure of Ratri who was so happy with an old doll. Gerry promised, after all this, he would buy the girl a doll that could sing and laugh. He will help this simple family so that they also feel the beauty of the world.

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