Murder In The Old Castle
351. Drinking Bottle
Mariah drives a car with a sense of anxiety. Still imagined in his mind, the series of events that occurred in the castle. The last one was the murder that befell Aditya. Ammar told him that Aditya was killed with his neck slit. Mariah never thought, which savage human would be able to do that? A few days ago, Aditya's wife was found dead in a swimming pool toilet, and now her husband was killed. Mariah felt tightness in her chest when she remembered this incident. He did not expect that the grudges buried a few years ago, would rise again and bring terrible calamity.
Mariah's car has entered the city. The rhythm of vehicles on the streets has begun to be crowded smoothly. Mariah's main destination is a supermarket located in the city center. This supermarket is always crowded because the price is cheap and the inventory of goods are complete, so customers only need to shop in one place, no need to go anywhere. In addition, the place is also quite comfortable, equipped with a contemporary coffee shop located next to the supermarket. Customers who feel thirsty or tired, can rest in the tavern.
Mariah parked her vehicle in front of the supermarket, then got into a supermaket that was quite crowded that morning. Most visitors are mothers, because the supermarket sells a variety of daily household needs. Mariah always wrote down the needs of the items she bought in the grocery list so as not to forget. He began to run down the shelves for the shelves of various goods, looking for the goods he was looking for. Everything is available there. He used a rather large trolley, because his needs are quite a lot today. In addition, he was reluctant to go back and forth to the city for frequent shopping, because of the considerable distance.
After getting everything he needed, he lined up at the cashier, waiting for his turn to pay. Everything goes according to plan, nothing misses. Mariah got everything she needed in relatively quick time. However, shopping cannot be said to be fun if the mind is not calm. He felt rushed by the time and was overwhelmed by the events in the castle. To get rid of the fatigue on his head, he took the time to order a glass of Vietnamese iced coffee at the coffee shop next to the supermarket.
Mariah pondered, looking at the supermarket visitors who were in and out. The few days in the castle had made him feel extremely depressed. Moreover, the threat he received was clearly real. He was being hunted, like a big fish being fished to get close to the hook. In fact, he could have run away from all this chaos, alone in his comfortable home, but he had a moral responsibility towards his friends. Inevitably, he had to face this psychopath. He had to bravely meet this man, before more victims fell, because in fact he was the main target of the psychopath.
He drank his iced coffee slowly, feeling the flow of sweet liquid wetting his dry esophagus. He tried to cool down what was boiling in his brain. Indeed, this coffee makes the taste better. For a long time he did not relax like this.
"Mrs Ammar Marutami .... "
A voice called out to him with a call he rarely heard. He had never heard anyone call him that name, except at a truly official event. Mariah looked back to find a well-dressed young lady, with a rather thick makeup, smiling at her. The woman was not a stranger. Mariah recognized the woman for appearing on television programs.
"Gilda Anwar!" mariah Mumbled.
For a moment Mariah felt awkward. His feelings immediately felt uncomfortable. If a television news reporter met, he would have to dig up an information or news story. She doesn't know Gilda personally, but Mariah knows enough about reporters who like to justify all the way to find news. Mariah was alert. His body gestures automatically rejected Gilda.
"Sorry, I just wanted to go" Mariah said as she stood up from her seat.
"May I have a few minutes?" ask Gilda.
"I am waiting for someone. Sorry!" reject Mariah.
"I won't be long!" insist Gilda.
"It's not a problem, but I don't want to keep someone waiting. Im sorry. Besides, if you ask me any information, I also have no information to share. I think this meeting will take time. Sorry I have to go!"
Mariah no longer gives Gilda a chance to intervene. He stepped towards the car park rather quickly, not caring for Gilda who was standing near the table where he had been drinking.
"Can I write about The Girl Squad?" gilda suddenly said.
Mariah had to stop her steps. Where does Gilda know all this?
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Rosita and Edwin walked along a path surrounded by tea plants, leading to a hill. From the top of the hill, they could see the expanse of tea gardens below. They forgot, that the hill was at a point a bit far from the castle. The ban on entry on their path was simply ignored, and they chose to keep breaking through. The road they went through began to climb and the sun also stung.
"I brought a drink earlier. Waita minute!"
Edwin checked the small bag he had brought from the castle. Before leaving for a walk, he had prepared a large bottle of drinking water to relieve thirst during the trip. However, he looked puzzled after looking into the contents of the bag. He did not find the drinking water he had brought from the castle.
"Why Win?" ask Rosita.
"I'm sure I put drinking water in this bag. How come there's nothing?" edwin asked with confusion.
"What time, Win? Is there time to take? Falling down time!" guess Rosita.
The woman checked the contents of Edwin's bag, but the drinking water was not in the bag. Edwin was doubtful. Perhaps the drinking water fell down as he walked, considering he placed the drinking bottle on the outside of the bag. In addition, the road they passed up and down, so there is a possibility that the bottle was shaken and fell.
"Could fall where? How thirsty!" complained Edwin.
"No need to look for it, Win. We continue on to the hill. Just when we go home, we look for. Yuk, let's go ahead!" take Rosita.
Edwin looked towards Rosita whose face was wet with sweat. He could not let his wife be in such a state. He shook his head and said, "You wait here for a moment, Ros! I'll find that bottle of water!"
"No, no need to win! I'm okay," stop Rosita.
However, Edwin insisted on finding the bottle. Rosita couldn't prevent it. She chose to wait for her husband while sitting on a rock on the side of the path. Meanwhile, Edwin returned down the descending path, while his eyes watched the road, just in case he found the water bottle in question.
"Where is that bottle? Bother it!" complained Edwin.
He continued down the path, but the drinking bottle was never found. In fact, he had gone far enough. He looked towards the front. Up ahead, it's close to the highway. He sighed, apparently already far enough he walked, until it did not feel close to the highway.
He also felt very thirsty. Moreover, the sun emits its rays so dashing, that no doubt Edwin felt the rage. It's just, he pretended to be fine in front of Rosita. Suddenly, he saw a drinking bottle lying not far from where he was standing. It's not wrong, it's his bottle. The bottle was somewhat hidden near the bush, it was worth it, from earlier unseen.
He approached the bottle excitedly, then picked it up from the ground. However, he was surprised because the drinking bottle he found was empty, as if the contents were just poured.
"Can't this be?" edwin's murmur.
Not yet had he realized what was going on, he suddenly felt a loud bang on his head behind him. Suddenly he was stunned. His eyes twitched, His body collapsed like a weathered old tree. Edwin couldn't feel anything else afterwards!
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