Murder In The Old Castle
LXXVII. Clothes
The sound of laughter combined with the sound of splashing water under a small waterfall near the forest. Ringo was playing water with Melly happily. The atmosphere of the morning before noon was quite bright, making them feel at home soaking in water. Coupled with a fairly quiet atmosphere, until Ringo sometimes forgets himself. Several times he tried to tease Melly, by touching her sensitive body parts.
Rows of trees witness the joy of two young people who almost out of control. Their clothes were strewn behind the rocks, hidden by the lush undergrowth.
“You look so beautiful when your body is wet like that,” Ringo said as she stared intently at Melly, as if about to swallow roundly.
“I am beautiful, Go! Don't wait to get wet. But don't fuck with me. I'm not interested!” said Melly.
“Oh, come! It's very quiet and quiet here. We can have a little fun before returning to the city this afternoon!” ringo Kayu.
“I just want to shower and get back to the tent!” ketus Melly's.
Melly's remarks were only considered wind past by Ringo. The man moved forward, and suddenly touched Melly's chest while muttering,” I know you also want this ...”
Plaac!
“Don't be brash!”
One slap landed on Ringo's cheek. Melly thrashed while protecting her chest. He looked at Ringo angrily.
“One more time you are so, I will shout!” threaten Melly's.
“You think anyone heard your screams in the middle of the forest like this? C'mon Mell. Just this once, and I promise this will be our secret!” ringo Urge.
“Ringo! What the hell are you? Don't try it! Was ah! Mending me out of the water and back to the tent!”
Melly began to rouse, immediately pulled over and out of the water. He only wore very short pants and a white tank-top without a bra, so what was in his shirt was clearly illustrated.
“Mel! The time you want to stay with me? It's still morning. Okay deh. I promise not to be so anymore. Back to water!” ringo's orders.
Unfortunately, Ringo's orders were not compromised. Melly began to get upset, she slipped behind the stone where she put her clothes and towel. A little later, he returned to the riverbank where Ringo was still engrossed in soaking there.
“Well, let's go back to the water right?” Ringo.
Melly didn't answer. His face looked frightened and anxious, thus making Ringo astonished.
“Why are you, Mel? How worried is that?” ask Ringo.
“Restore my shirt!”
“Shirt? What the hell are you talking about?” Ringo looks confused.
“The same clothes my towel is not there. You must be hiding it. Or maybe, you also scattered the contents of my bag last night in the forest,” accused Melly.
“Gosh! No! Make what? Your shirt is not there now?”
Ringo was curious about Melly's words. Immediately he came out of the water, and checked the place where they put clean clothes. Ringo saw that his clothes were still there, and Melly's clothes were not there.
“Kok freak gini? Don't-don't ...,” Ringo muttered.
“Do-not what? Don't take it?”
“Last night your bags were strewn in the woods. Now the clothes are also missing, like someone accidentally took it or how. The time of the ghost of the forest?” furious Ringo.
“Do not carelessly you! I don't believe in ghosts. This is clearly not right. When I go back to the tent wet like this?” anxious Melly.
“Udah wear my towel and shirt only,” bargain Ringo.
“Udahlah. I'm used to it. You stay here for a while. I'll check in the woods for a second. I really feel there is something awkward around here,” said Ringo.
“I'm here alone? I'll come with ya?”
“Do not! I'm just gonna be a minute. I'm back soon. If you come along, we can get lost together. Well, if you're here, if I get lost you can go back to the tent and tell the other friends,” Ringo explained.
Melly said nothing more. He chose to sit on a stone while drying his body using a towel Ringo owned. Meanwhile, Ringo had already walked slowly leaving him, heading into the rather dark forest.
***
Dimas hurriedly came out of the cake shop with a plastic one containing wet cake for a stomach booster, and immediately got into the car. There was already waiting for Detective Reno Atmaja behind the wheel, preparing to slide down the highway.
“We have breakfast before we go there!” said Dimas.
“Let's go! I had a glass of cereal before I left. But if you want breakfast I will wait for you,” said Reno.
“You have to wait for me like,” Dimas said as he stuffed his mouth with a piece of banana cake that was still warm.
“Hmm. It's so good this cake! Not sure you want to try?” asked Dimas while thrusting plastic containing various cakes on his partner.
“Later. After this we will travel quite far to the castle residence Anggara Laksono. I feel like the author's death in that apartment has something to do with the rich man,” Reno said.
“How can you conclude that?” ask Dimas.
“The writer who died had a close relationship with the castle. Who would have thought he was a descendant of Anggara? The events of the past tens are very intriguing to investigate. Why did Anggara leave the author in a parlour? What reason? Then who is the sad-faced woman Hermina's mother told her about that day? Why are so many writers missing after meeting Anggara? Wasn't all that a question that led to the old castle?” ask Reno.
“Yes, I get it. Hopefully our journey after this will get a bright spot. Hopefully we get the information we need there later,” murmured Dimas.
Suddenly, Dimas' phone rang. In a hurry he finished the cake in his mouth, then picked up the phone quickly.
“What's up, Yani?” ask Dimas.
“Oh, yes. Good. I'll take care of that soon. Right now I'm heading out of town to investigate the case of the famous writer's death. We'll talk again after this.”
Dimas hurriedly hung up.
“Yani? Why is he calling you?” ask Reno.
“Yani said, in the office there was a woman who reported losing her husband since last night. I think it's a trivial matter. Why should I call me anyway? Isn't it 24 hours not yet declared missing? It could be that her husband is cheating or something. This is so annoying!” moody Dimas.
“Yani want us to handle the missing persons case anyway?” ask Reno.
“Iya. Eyewitnesses said the man had gone missing since meeting his partner at a cafe. Uniquely, this colleague is a famous author, Cornellio Syam.”
“Author again? Oh God! What is it with these writers? I can hardly believe it!” lamented Reno.
“Telah. Just pending the missing person's problem. We better focus on the main case. Hopefully these cases will be solved soon.” Dimas took a breath.
“You've had breakfast?”
“I'm ready. Yuk departs!”
“OK. Yuk!”
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