Murder In The Old Castle
177. Red Hairy Woman

On one of the city streets, a 2000s car drove through the city's density that morning. Badi was in the flowery, with his new neat look, driving the car to drive the radiant-looking Nayya. The joy Nayya felt was certainly indescribable. After days of being held captive by a mysterious psychopath, he can now breathe a sigh of relief because he can finally go home to his own home. Unimaginable before. Though he had resigned, and thought himself to die horribly at the hands of the figure.

“You must be very happy, Nay,” said Badi, breaking the silence in the car.

“Pastya Bang. I thought I was going to die at the hands of the killer. But apparently, God still loves me. God sent a savior through you. If there was no brother, maybe I would have been killed. I owe a lot to Brother, and of course to Tari,”, Nayya said in a sad tone.

“Not to think about it, Nay. It is my duty to help you, because the people of the world must help each other. The death of Dance was an inevitable fate, and now I have sincerely accepted it,” Badi said.

“Abang believe in God?” ask Nayya.

“I used to not believe in God, because of the misfortune that always befell our family. I thought, God doesn't exist, because he never defended us. Our mother died by suicide since I was seven, and at that time Tari was only five years old. Our father remarried a drunken woman and hardly ever took care of us. We were depressed by that, so decided to run away from home, live on the streets, until now. Now, I believe maybe God is testing me. I got a lot of generosity that I never felt before,” said Badi.

Nayya was silent to Badi's words. He did not expect that this man had a dark and hard background. He was moved, then imagined with the life of himself that was so comfortable since he was a child. Perhaps Nayya was not born into a wealthy family, but she never had any significant difficulties in life. He's grateful for that.

“I'm so sad, Bang,” murmured Nayya.

“Already. I've forgotten my dark past. Now I'm more focused on the future. I want to fix it. I don't live in a world like this forever. I want to rearrange my life, have a family, and live a normal life like everyone else,” said Badi with a bright look.

“Abang definitely can. I'll support you, Bang,” Overt Nayya.

Soon, the car turns into a residential complex where the Nayya family lives. Nayya smiled widely. I can't wait to meet his family.

“Remember Nay, later do not mention the identity of the killer, even though we both know who he is. I'm afraid it'll make your family panic and talk to other people. The killer is mine. I'll punish him myself,” Badi's message to Nayya before getting out of the car.

The car stopped in front of a simple house with a small garden in front of it. The house looked empty, the door was closed. Nayya felt a deep longing. The flowers in the garden looked withered, there might not have been any watering since he left. He sighed.

“Come Bang, come!” bring Nayya.

Badi hesitated a little, whether he should go with Nayya or stay in the car. However, as Nayya urged, in the end he followed Nayya's steps down from the car. Nayya pressed the bell near the door, hoping her mother would hear the bell.

“Who is inside?” ask Badi.

“Mama,” reply Nayya quickly.

Before long, the door of the house opened. A half-century-old woman stood at the door, fixing her glasses. He scrunched his forehead, staring at Nayya from head to toe. He could not believe the sight before him. His daughter who was rumored to have disappeared had appeared before him in good health. It was like a dream for him.

“Mama .. “ murmured Nayya.

“Nay ... Nayya?”

The woman was still silent in her doubt. He still could not believe what he saw. Though in his mind, his daughter was probably already dead. It's really a miracle.

Within seconds, the drama of the meeting between the girl and her mother begins. They hugged each other with tears flooding in. Each one took off the kangen in his arms. Not many words are spoken, but tears represent all words. They were still late in the embrace of that longing.

Badi just sighed looking at that. He dabbled too long in the dark world, almost numbing his conscience. He could not say anything as the mother and child hugged each other. He only silenced a thousand languages, not knowing what he was going to do.

After being satisfied to give up longing, the half-century woman invited Nayya in. Badi did not forget to come. I don't know what the woman should prepare to welcome her daughter. He's too happy today. He only served two cups of warm tea and a plate of fried cassava, because that was all that was ready to be served. He was very curious about the story of his daughter disappearing.

The woman sat on the sofa, while Nayya sat beside her. Nayya's eyes glared, recalling the pieces of events since she shopped at the supermarket that night. She was confused where to start, but her mother was waiting for her to tell her story.

After taking a breath, Nayya started the story with a stammering sentence. Starting with the captivity when he finished shopping at a supermarket, then he was taken to a dark warehouse on the edge of town, then moved to a small house in Kampung Hitam, where he was taken to a dark warehouse, he then runs away, causing Tari to be killed. He was recaptured again, then taken to a small apartment, held captive with Gerry. He had tried several times to escape but always failed, while Gerry himself was taken somewhere. Fortunately, there was someone who saved that time, namely Badi and his friends.

The story flowed from his mouth slowly. The woman could not help but cry, imagining the suffering her daughter was going through. He could not comment, the important thing is that his daughter came home safe.

Nor does he care who did it or what the motive was to kidnap his daughter, he just wants his daughter to come home safe. That'sthat's all.

***

After the breakfast is over, the residents of the isolation house are welcome to relax for a moment, because according to the schedule made by Dimas, they will have self-defense training directly from Reno at ten. Reno has quite good martial skills. He wanted to share that with the residents of the isolation house, because it might be useful at a time like this. Reno also wanted to know how far they had mastered the science of self-defense, because it was not impossible that the killer had mastered it first.

Before Dimas left the isolation house, he took the time to talk to Reno for a moment with four eyes in the room they used to sleep in. Dimas is still curious about the identity of the woman who rented the white car that was used to carry out a number of kidnappings.

“Obviously the tenant was closely related to Jenny, as she had a Jenny ID. Perhaps before killing Jenny, he took Jenny's identity, and photocopied her. Wasn't the time Jenny's body was found half-dressed?” bright Reno.

“I think so too. The woman who rented the car may have something to do with Jenny, but it may not. It could be the killer's wits. If you look at the sketches of this picture, none of them are similar to this picture. So who exactly is that angry haired woman?”

Dimas began to be curious while continuing to pay attention to the sketch drawings shown by Reno.

“Or lest he accidentally wear a red wig?” reno muttered.

“Can be so. We don't know. I've ordered the team to reveal the identity of this woman from the database in the SIM section. Who knows if there is a resemblance. In this case we have to try everything possible,” said Reno.

Suddenly as they were conversing, Reno's phone rang. The policeman immediately picked up because the caller was Mr. Andika. He hoped that the car rental owner would provide additional important information, so that the identity of the red-haired woman was quickly revealed.

“Iya Sir! What additional info?” ask Reno quickly.

“Sorry Mr. Reno, I want to convey additional info only. I just remembered that the woman who rented the car was wearing a jacket with a logo. I don't know what logo is. What is clear is the image of the logo is a picture of a snake, like a symbol of a company or something. But I'm not sure, sir. Maybe this info can help a little,” kara Pak Andika across.

“Good, thank you Sir. We will look at the symbol image later. Can you redraw the image of the symbol, then send the picture to us?” ask Reno.

“But I'm not good at drawing, Sir!”

“That's all you can do, sir. We will go deeper later. Who knows the logo is not foreign, so we can quickly browse.”

“Good Sir. I will send you later!”

“Thank you, sir, the information!”

Dimas watched the conversation carefully. He was curious about the information given by Mr. Andika.

“Image of snake ... “ Reno murmur.

“Slar?”

“Think of something, what is denoted by a snake. The woman was wearing a jacket with a picture of a snake. This makes me even more curious,” said Reno.

“Ular can mean all kinds. Crime, cunning, poison, or something else. Maybe we should look at that picture in detail. There are some companies that also use snakes as their emblem, but I don't know. I guess if we look for an identity based on the picture of a jacket that someone wears is a bit too difficult.”

Dimas was a little pessimistic with the information given Mr. Andika.

“But there's no harm in us trying right?”

“True. There's no harm. I also got a strange message related to Albert Einstein and Marilyn Monroe. Later will deepen more deeply related to this,” said Dimas.

“What kind of message?”

“Let me explain. You better focus first with the red-haired woman,” Dimas said with a smile.

***