ONE LOVE, TWO CONTINENTS
Date Letters, Brown Envelopes and Articles

That remains a mystery, and Jama' tries to re-order a series of events. Countdown one week before the departure of the late Shahrel. And he began to write down in a piece of paper, recalling the situation.

The 10th of November

Death of the late Aa Syahrel

The 08th of November

To take care of some royalties of the deceased's books.

The 07th of November

Clarify some of the deceased cancellation invitations to fill events in several places.

The 06th of November

Still taking care of the event cancellation process.

And bought some books that the deceased pinta.Semember me, political books and social policy and justice and the Book of Laws.

The 05th of November

Take the file that the news agency sends for the voice of justice, and bring the brown envelope.

The 04th of November

Took a considerable amount of money and gave it to the news agency editor the voice of justice, whether for what the money was.

Then, I went back and saw Aa Syahrel give the envelope back. I don't know what the envelope is.

The 03 November

Give me a brown envelope that contains a number of files and is so thick. And Jama' was told to buy some kind of drug at the pharmacy.

This is the first time a week before the departure of the late Syahrel.

"What's in that envelope? The money I gave up, what does that have to do with the news agency? I tried to call Mr. Irwan the editor-in-chief and find out the contents of the envelope and what caused Aa Syahrel's death."

Jama' also contacted Mr. Rismawan and requested a schedule to meet.

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa'alikum salam, what's wrong with Jama?" replied Mr. Rismawan.

"Sir, when is there time? Jama' wants to see you."

"Oh now it can also be mas, the call is in the office."

Jama' also rushed to meet the editor-in-chief. In order to find information there may be a bright spot what caused the departure of the deceased. Because Syahrel began to lock himself since the abandonment of mother and Dita. After that there is no excess activity, the deceased only works in the room only. If there was anything he felt was necessary, he simply asked Jama' to go and see and do as the deceased ordered, not much to ask.

This time he had to find out what was with all this, and a few days before the departure of Shahrel. And he arrived at the editorial office.

"What's Mas Jama? Suddenly call me?"

"Yes, sir, something's a little troubling to my mind. With the death of the deceased, which I felt was just awkward."

"Where's date?"

"If you may know, before the deceased left I was told to deliver the files and others.Including the money of approximately forty million, what is it for sir? And what's that file in the brown envelope?"

Mr. Rismawan also sighed deeply, so far he did not want to tell this. But for Jama' he opened his mouth.

"Huf! That's Mas, at first I myself have told the deceased not to think too much, and do not be too brave to write articles or editorials, because we are the media that is used as a reference for the community and especially officials. Well, the deceased too loudly wrote an editorial that criticized the government, and one of the institutions that deal with media affairs, the project of restoring the literary hall, until he found that there are officials who corruption. The deceased was told to stop his writing, and give forty million worth of money, but the deceased still kept me from publishing it. Well, that money he asked me to be returned to the person, to drag the official was punished, for his harsh criticism. And continued to terrorize Syahrel, until he told people to spy on all the movements of the deceased. And I got hit, but it's all done and the culprit's been punished."

"What does this have to do with the death?"

"Since the terror and intimidation, the deceased could not sleep and depression so high, plus before the incident was possible Mas Jama' also know, as well, Syahrel lost his beloved mother and Dita if his name is not wrong?"

"It's right sir."

Jama' began to understand what was the cause of Syahrel's death, and it was clear the root of the problem. His anxiety for two more years, and the will he wrote, as if he knew when death would take him.

Jama' took a deep breath, and a little regretted that in hindsight Jama' should not let Syahrel take hard drugs without a prescription.

"Has a matter of fact, he didn't want a doctor and would rather tell me to buy those drugs. There have been many thoughts, pressure problems, left behind by people he loves, coupled with intimidation. It clearly drains energy and mind. Damage all important organs in the body." He murmured in his heart.

Jama' was so limp to hear what Mr. Risamawan explained, and he also gave permission to leave the office, keeping regrets.

"If only I could be a little harsh, maybe the deceased is still here."

"Pak Ris, thanks for the explanation and information. I say goodbye, assalamu'alikum." After the pamphlet Jama still continues to think about what happened with the deceased. At least he also contributed to the death of Syahrel, because Jama' is always ordered to buy drugs and without questioning what the benefits of the drugs are.

"Greetings hallaikum." Mr. Rismawan answered the greeting.

Jama' went to the laptop service store to pick it up. And now he already knows the answer to the death of Syahrel. It's free to fix his laptop, and find information and collect awkward data.

"Siang Mas, how can we help you?" Welcome the woman who is also a cashier.

"You took a laptop that was serviced three days ago Mba. This is a letter of evidence for the surrender of his unit Mba." Jama' gives a folded piece of paper in a wallet.

"Ok mas, I'll take the goods for a minute."

Jama' was sitting pensively while recalling the kindness of Shahrel and until the process of his death.

"Hopefully husnul khotimah Aa Syahrel, my pardon who was so careless to look after Aa, until finally the death that greeted softly Aa's departure for good. It feels for what I also fix the deceased's laptop. Now he knows the cause.

"Yes.mas...maaaas! It's his laptop." The woman's voice surprised him.

"I..iyaa Mba, how much does it cost?"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."

Jama' also gave three pieces of money hundreds of thousands.

"This is the return, thank you."

Jama' left the shop and planned to make a pilgrimage to the grave of the late Shahrel and recount his prayers and lament his regrets.

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