My World is Becoming Different
I've guessed ~ Lucky Mirror #8
"Isn't this weird?" prasetia asked after pause the vidio.
"What is so strange about Pras? maybe that person is a thin, dry street person so like a skull" Aditya said.
"As for Dit, the layman also knows the times... Many are awkward on the corpse, right Ki?" prasetia.
"Lo's right Pras there's something strange about the corpse."
"You're weird" Aditya said, still denying both charges.
"The problem is gini yes Dit, last night I want to make you warm drinks I see Sinta enter from the front door, the logic is why Sinta night out of the house without talking to us? not only that I also heard Sinta laughing while staring at the chest in her nyokap room Kia, Kia, and even more strangely the corpse died in a state like being absorbed by someone who of course studied black magic or the like." explained Prasetia at length.
"But..gak logik dong if you directly nuduh Sinta so, what if the culprit is someone else? there is a fall of slander" said Aditya kekeh.
"Pres's remarks have a point as well, I do not accuse Sinta of the culprit just Sinta a little strange behind this, last night after midnight Sinta sisiran, I see Sinta's face pale as the undead, I asked if he was sick? he said well, and you know the next morning when I woke up Sinta again was sitting in the makeup mirror while sisiran but that morning with a more fresh and beautiful face, Sinta, you know like his aura really emanated." added Tazkia.
"But.." said Aditya to deny but cut off.
"Stop deh dit, not we cornered Sinta just all the evidence and clues lead to him, rather than us just speculating and storming each other mending we look for the same evidence later." tazkia said later.
"Gue agreed." said Prasetia.
"OK" said Aditya in the end.
While the three were discussing seriously, from the direction in Sinta suddenly appeared and surprised the three.
"What does it agree with?" tanya Sinta arrived with a flat tone making Prasetia, Tazkia and Aditya a club.
"Se..intai to Pras make a snack, already hungry because, yes not Dit?" said Sinta quibbling while giving code to Aditya to join the act.
"Oh yes a snack." said Aditya later.
"Gue to the kitchen first want to make a snack" said Prasetia then sauntered away towards the kitchen.
*******
Her night.
When they want to go to sleep to his room, the three then gathered briefly in the dining room to discuss the thing that they talked about together.
"So tonight we're detectives?" aditya asked as he stared at Prasetia and Tazkia in turn.
"Lo sure today Pras? the problem is I see Sinta not as pale as last night." asked Tazkia who is not sure.
"We try it first, if not now maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow" said Prasetia.
"Just three times the opportunity yes, I do not want just because of this problem our friendship relationship becomes tenuous" said Aditya.
After finishing discussing the three then returned to their respective rooms to start their plans.
**
Exactly at 12 p.m.
As usual Tazkia saw Sinta combing her hair without lighting in front of her makeup mirror.
"Kok I'm not sure if Sinta will do it today" said Tazkia while occasionally glancing at the mirror of her makeup. "Try first who knows today."embukannya again while glancing back at the dresser but this time Sinta was not there.
Tazkia who was shocked and panicked for fear of helplessness immediately rose and swept around with her gaze looking for Sinta's whereabouts.
"Are you looking for me?" tanya Sinta arrived right next to Tazkia's right ear in a whispering tone.
"Jeez Sin you ngagetin I know no, why the hell you suddenly appear suddenly lost like a lack of work." grumbled Tazkia who was surprised because of the existence of Sinta.
"Kihihihihihi."
"Kihihihihihi."
"Udah slept there at night." said Tazkia then lay down and turned his back to Sinta. "Gue said also what, will not be today deh." he said later in his heart.
****
The next morning at the dinner table, the three appeared exhausted with thick eye bags in the under-eye area.
"Crazy lo, in vain I stayed up all night." grumbled Aditya.
"Patience, it's not that easy to be a detective" said Tazkia while yawning from sleepiness.
"There's still tonight, right?" prasetia.
"Again?" aditya asked with a mlongo look.
"Yes how else" said Prasetia later.
When the three talked, Tazkia's phone rang, making Aditya and Prasetia stop her speech.
"Gue pick up the phone first." said Tazkia who was nodding back by Aditya and also Prasetia.
"Hello"
"Hello I'm sorry I just got to know you because the hospital again keos really especially since the arrival of the corpse, did you see the news?" faris said grimly.
"Well, did I see him yesterday? if you can tell if she's really hungry or has a certain disease?" tanya Tazkia hesitated.
"From the results of the autopsy report said there was no particular disease in the patient, only one thing that made his death seem strange and shocking, he said, in the victim's wallet the biological age is 40 years while the reality is the opposite" Faris explained.
"Then?"
"So far, police have suspected that the victim falsified his identity and residence card, but said it was impossible, because even if you falsify your identity at least the photo of yourself will remain the same, right? unlike now they really looked like two different people, more like a grandfather and a grandson."
"You're right, there's something wrong with that victim."
"Do you know anything Ki?" ask Faris to guess.
"...."
As Tazkia was confused to answer Faris' question, a nun's voice called out to her.
"We'll call again later, yes Ki, there are patients that I have to check" said Faris later.
"certain"
"Love you"
"Love you too" said Tazkia then heard the phone connection cut off.
"I'm guessing." said Tazkia after her phone connection was cut.
Tazkia then rushed towards her parents room when she remembered the mirror.
"Where are you going Ki?" tanta Aditya who saw Kia's footsteps was in a hurry.
"To the room nyokap" said Tazkia half-shouting as she passed.
Aditya and Prasetia then looked at each other, the next second they both got up and followed Tazkia to his parents' room.
Seriate