pancason
The Part 85 Maya

Clarinta is the son of kls 3 IPS 2, SMU Purnama. He was one of the most famous kids in school. Besides being beautiful, she is also very good at dancing. Modern or traditional dance. Several times Clarinta managed to win the cup race between schools. Even outside the city, and have also won the champion of 3 national level dance competitions held in Bali.

The police came from the city, because the death cases of these villagers are getting more and more attention. In this month, there have been 2 teenagers who died in the same way. Both died with broken blood vessels. Until the blood comes out of the eyes, nose, ears, mouth of the victim.

"So Cindy the same Clarinta just as died the same way?" tanya Adi who is now gathering with all cafe officials. The cafe was a bit quiet as several people were being interrogated. Even the village gate was closed, and guarded by several other police members. Not only there, but some points that allow entry and exit from this village out, are also heavily guarded. Anyone who enters and leaves the village will be asked first by the officer.

"Rumors so. I came from Akbar, he said. If Cindy's death was yesterday, she said it was poison. That's why some parts of his body are bleeding, right? And there's a chance Clarinta is the same. Because the sign is like that too."

Akbar is one of Gio's acquaintances, he is a forensic expert who is quite famous among the police.

Clarinta was found dead in the school's art room. When he and some of the art group kids are resting because they just care. In two weeks they will be competing at the national level and Clarinta is one of the most important parts of the dance. Now, they have to find a replacement for Clarinta in just 2 weeks.

"Why is the time close, huh?" bisma Gumam. They sat in the yard enjoying a cup of Abhimanyu-made coffee. Though only a few hours they open, the cafe was quite crowded. Moreover, the police are also here, because this cafe is one of the crowded places and many people visited in the village. While waiting for their turn to be interrogated, they enjoyed breakfast, and coffee respectively.

But now, the atmosphere was quiet again. Many customers go back to their activities, some have to go to the nearest police station because they have more information, some also choose to go home for fear of being the next victim.

The police said nothing, but the rumour continued to be heard from word of mouth. That there's a killer after the villagers.

"There are many people who say that there are killers in our village" Emil said.

"Gruesome!" Ridwan.

"Wait on! Where's Mr Andrew? Isn't he the most excited and like he knows something?" tanya Adi looked up.

"Yes, he hasn't looked at it for a few days."

"Don't ...." Bhishma did not continue her sentence but her gaze seemed to say something.

"Hey, don't be careless when you talk. It's already! Let's finish the cafe," asked Abhimanyu and then move from his seat. His coffee cup has been toilet and it feels this conversation will only lead to a presumption that will make slander if continued.

Abhimanyu called some carpenters to help fix his cafe. And in the meantime, customers will occupy the cafe page because of this renovation.

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The afternoon. Red light is seen in the sky. The cafe is back. It is usually morning, afternoon, and evening is a time that many visitors come. In the morning, many workers always make breakfast, because at home they do not have time to eat breakfast. Find something practical and fast. The afternoon is rush hour for employees of the Pancasona cafe at lunch. While at night, is the right time to enjoy coffee and unwind after a day of fatigue due to each activity.

A car parked at the end. Cars that are foreign and have never been seen before by Abhimanyu and some villagers were quite attention-grabbing.

"Who, huh?"

No question was answered yet, down three people wearing black shirts. The sunglasses and one person there made Abhimanyu frown. "Sir Andrew? Just who, huh?" abhimanyu.

From their appearance they were like investigative agents because there was a gun on the waist of the woman, although covered by a long black outher.

The three of them sat at one of the cafe tables. Abhimanyu turned to Ridwan who was wiping the table nearby. "Ridwan! Guest," point Abi with the other towards the outermost table of the courtyard.

Ridwan stared briefly at the horde of Mr. Andrew, nodded at Abi, then immediately at the table with the menu book and notes in hand.

"Sore, Sir. What do you want to order?"

Andrew looked at Ridwan and picked up the menu book. "Coffee three."

"That's it, sir?"

"What message are you guys?"

"That was just the first."

"good. Excuse me."

Just as Ridwan was about to enter to say the order to Abi, a teenage girl shouted to him by name. He still wears a school uniform and a bag on his back.

"What are you doing?" ask Ridwan.

Maya runs in a hurry to get closer. His two-pointed hair moved irregularly with sweat on his forehead. "Begging for money" Maya said, raising her right hand.

"Make what?"

"I want an exkul, Brother. Make a snack," whine the girl spoiled.

"Well, wasn't she given money to you?"

"Enter pay cash. Come, Brother. Chivy. I've been waiting for this." Maya looked back. There's a man in uniform just like you.

"That's who?" asked Ridwan towards the man standing by the roadside with a bicycle in his hand.

"That's Gibran's brother. Senior me. He was the guide."

"Since when have you been in the gym?" ask Ridwan to investigate. He understood very well that his sister was a lazy child to attend school activities outside of class hours. But suddenly Maya went into exculciation. Thats odd.

"Geez, brother. It's been a month. I'm in the band. It's a hunt ah. Where's money. I was waiting for Gibran's sister" Maya said with a stomp of her foot.

Abhimanyu. "Why, Wan?"

"This, Bang. The Maya asked for extra pocket money." Ridwan reached into the pocket of his pants. Give me a piece of green money."Nought. Don't come home late. I'll be nyariin."

"Ready, Boss," Maya said in a soldier-like manner. "I'm leaving, yeah. Pamit first, Bang Abi." Maya smiled broadly at Abhimanyu who responded to the smile concluded the cafe owner.

"Who is he, Wan?" ask Abi to the young man who is now pedaling a bicycle, with Maya who is in his bollard.

"That Maya's name is Gibran. Classroom sister who taught her exkul, Bang. Maya's in the school band."

"Well, nice dong. Oh, aye. Mr. Andrew what's the message."

"God. Coffee 3. Forgot."

Abi smiled then walked over to the barista table making an order.

The cafe started to get crowded. So Abhimanyu ushered in the coffee order itself. Because Ridwan is cleaning up another table that has been left by visitors earlier. There were some broken glasses because of the nudging of a small child who had just come with his parents. It looks like they are tourists who will stay at a homestay in the forest near the waterfall. Near the waterfall was indeed built some homestays that are indeed as facilities for visitors. The homestay belonged to Mr. Hermawan, one of the richest people in the village who now lives in the city.

"Please." Abi put three cups of coffee on Andrew's table.

"Thank you."

"There's a chance he's the killer."

"Shortly, Abhimanyu!" call Andrew to arrest Abi who is about to leave. Abhimanyu turned. "Can I help you again, sir?"

"Can we talk for a minute?"

Abi frowned. He sat down on the side seat of Andrew. Put a tray on the table with various questions on his head.

"What's up, huh?"

"You've lived in this village for a long time, haven't you?"

Abi did not immediately reply, staring at the three people in turn. Then just nodded slowly. "Well, that's fine, sir."

"Are there any new residents in this village?"

"New people?" answer Abi with another question.

"Yes, new people. Maybe the young adult. Outside of tourists, yes."

"Hm, briefly. So far there's no newcomer."

"You sure?"

"Yes, Sir. There are a lot of tourists coming. Does that include?"

"You can provide data on every tourist who comes, especially those who stay."

"Oh sure can. I know Mr. Marwan who is responsible for taking care of the homestay owned by Mr. Hermawan. I'll call the guy soon." Abhimanyu reached for his mobile phone and contacted Mr. Marwan.

"Eum, how about we just move in. It feels too dangerous if this information is leaked," suggested Abi by paying attention to the atmosphere of the cafe is getting crowded.

Andrew and his friends agreed. They moved inside, precisely in Abi's room. Abi has a private room. To record expenses, intake of cafes and materials that must be purchased.

There is a long sofa and a table. And a whiteboard stuck to the wall. This place is perfect for a police headquarters.

Mr. Marwan gave a guest book containing data of visitors who stayed at the homestay. Andrew, Jesica, and Andika began reading and analyzing the data. Seeking a relationship with the victim. Andika took out her laptop and started browsing through all the information via the internet. From school, insurance, work, and every detail of data on the table.

"Hmm, nothing seems strange. They are visitors who want to travel. No more," murmured Jesica.

"Yes, there's nothing to do with the victim. All the data I've seen. Nothing suspicious, Ndrew." Andika grabbed her own hair.

Andrew looked at Abhimanyu who was still staring at the guest book. "Bi, sure? Are there no new arrivals in the village? Not just in two or three months. But maybe a year or two ago?" Andrew was curious.

Abhimanyu thought of Andrew's words just now. Trying to remember things that may have been missed from his vision. Until he remembered a face.

"Attent. New people, huh?" ask Abhimanyu again.

"Yes. Hows it? Any?"

"Who, Bi?" ask Marwan confused.

"This child! The same Maya. I've just seen him."

"Which kid, Bi?" ask Mr. Marwan.

"Eum, if it's not wrong, it's Gibran. Class sister Maya, means class 3. Foreign face. Mr Marwan knows?"

"Gibrans? A moment." Marwan looked at the ceiling. He was among the village elders who knew most every detail of his citizens. "Oh him? Gibran was here a year ago."

"Whose son is he, sir?"

"Mother doesn't know. He moved out alone. That time came with his uncle, but now he lives alone. He said his uncle Gibran works in town."

"Where's the house, sir?"

"That's Mr. Zainal's former home. Said they were Mr. Zainal's brothers."

"Sir Zainal? Riki's father?" ask Andrew.

"Well yeah! Riki's family."

"Riki who?" asked Abi curiously.

"You don't know who Riki is?" ask Mr. Marwan. Abhimanyu.

"He was a murder suspect 7 years ago!"

"Don't Gibran be Riki's brother? And come here for revenge" Jesica said.

"Or is it, Gibran it's Riki?"

"Indic! You're trying to check Gibran's data."

Andika nodded. His fingers are typing on his laptop. Until his eyes were wide. "God. It turns out the long name Gibran ... Gibran Rikiawan!"

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Andrew and his team move to Riki's house. They've been waiting for an important lead in this investigation. Mr. Marwan is back home. Abhimanyu went to Purnama High School. He invited Gio and Adi. The cafe was taken to Ridwan. Abi deliberately did not tell this to Ridwan. Fear Ridwan panicked.

Because Maya might be in danger. Maya looks very close to Riki aka Gibran. And it's dangerous. Abi noticed Gibran's unusual eyes. Abi did not like to see the young man from the start. Apparently his guess was reasonable.

"Anjiiir! It could be, yeah!" exclaims Gio after Abi told him everything. Their journey won't be long to reach Maya's school.

"Crazy! As a child, he killed people. Really psychopath!" said Adi who was sitting next to Gio.

Abhimanyu, who was sitting in the back seat, was silent. Though his heart was actually rumbling. He was worried about Maya's safety. However, Maya already considered her own sister. Maya is a supple, friendly, sociable and kind child. He always makes people around him happy. Even Abi is often jealous to see the closeness of Ridwan and Maya. He had thought, if only he had a sister, it would probably be the same as Ridwan and Maya.

The car arrived at full SMU. They parked in the yard near the gate. The atmosphere is silent. There are only a few cars and motorbikes. The three of them immediately entered. At the same time, Abi hit Nabila who was walking opposite to him.

"Geezoooo!" jerit Nabila is upset.

"Eh, sorry, sorry!" abi said then helped clear the book that Nabila was holding fell to the floor.

"What are you doing here, Mom?" ask Nabila wonder. He did not get angry because he saw Abhimanyu hit him.

"Eum, loh, are you teaching here? I thought in SD?"

"That's Ayasi with Sintia. If I taught here."

"Oh. Eum, where's the art room? A band?"

"Arts? Who's it gonna look for?"

"May!"

"Oh. It's at the end of the corridor. Upstairs," point Nabila to the back.

"Oh over there? Okay. Thanks!" Abi immediately ran in the direction that Nabila pointed. While Nabila looked at him confused. "What the hell is it?"

Art room.

Abi put his ear to the door. There was still the sound of people practicing the band inside. He immediately turned the doorknob. He's coming in soon.

Her net is wildly searching for the whereabouts of Maya and Gibran. Until one of the teachers came to him. "Who's looking, Mas?"

At the same time Nabila entered the room as well.

"Where's the time?" asked Abi restlessly.

"Oh Maya's home, Mas. An hour ago even."

"What's? Going home?!" Abi pressed his head and grabbed his mobile phone. "Uncle, come home. Call Maya's mom!" ask Abi.

"What's up, huh?" ask Pak Andi as a teacher of music arts.

"She's gonna go get Maya, Mr. Andi." Nabila pulled Abhimanyu's hand and took him out.

"What the hell is it?!" ask Nabila confused. Just this time he saw Abhimanyu with a look of confusion and uneasiness. Usually he always looked at this man with a shady and calm look and facial expression. But this time another.

"May's in danger!"

"May? Why why?"

Abi looked at Nabila, silent and shook his head. "It's okay!" He immediately walked down.

"Wait on! Vivid! What's the same Maya?!" Nabila pulled Abhimanyu's hand. Until they both face each other.

"Ck. It's about a murder the other day!"

"That woman?" asked Nabila back, making sure that what they were talking about was Clarinta. Abi nodded quickly.

"Gibrans! Gibran's the prime suspect!"

Nabila's hand suddenly limp. His body is numb. He understood why Abi was so nervous.

Although Nabila was only a few days in the village, he had already memorized how his students were. Especially Maya. He often saw Maya and Gibran together. Gibran looks considerate and kind to Maya. That seems obvious.

"Follow me! I think I know where they are!" nabila said sure.