Pickup Transportation
Section 167: Aditia 27
"Well, do we really have to go there?" Aditia asked because Mulyana was about to knock on the door of the mansion.
"Yes, this is a nice house, it's too weird that Koswara's wife has a house here and her husband has a lot of debt."
"What are we doing there?"
"Dit, do you think Dad always had a plan? Sometimes things are done in a hurry."
Mulyana pulls Aditia to knock on the mansion.
A woman came out, a woman different from the previous woman who welcomed the arrival of Koswara's wife.
"What's up, sir?" One of the maidservants who opened the door asked.
"Is Miss Koswara around?"
"Mrs Koswara? Who'sis that? Wrong address." The servant was about to close the door but Mulyana held the door with her feet.
"Tell this hostess, we're from the tax man, we have to meet her regarding taxes." Mulyana's making free again. Aditia stared confusedly at her father just raising an eyebrow.
The female servant ran inside, it seemed like the word tax was scary in this house.
"Please come in, sir." Mulyana and Adiia are welcome to enter the mansion.
Once inside all the luxurious furniture is visible. Throughout the eyes, everything looks shiny because it is gold. Dingind, the decoration of even the floor all reflected the most elegant golden color.
Mulyana sat back against the stairs, The Servant ran up.
Not long ago the sound of footsteps from the stairs, but quite a lot.
Mulyana immediately turned around and showed her face to the hostess.
As soon as he saw Mulyana the hostess was startled he paused for a moment but had obviously been caught off guard.
"So, this is Mr. Koswara's house?"
Mulyana preceded the chat, while Koswara's wife had to descend the stairs and slowly approach. He can't escape anymore.
"Make them drink." Koswara's wife asked her servant to make a drink.
"What do you want to drink?" One of the servants asked.
"White water." Mulyana replied, because she knew, Koswara's wife only wanted to make her two servants leave.
They ended up sitting on the luxurious sofa of the living room.
"A long time you guys chasing me?"
"Of course, because you're the most suspicious person."
"Jeez Mr. Mulyana, you are indeed a very open and direct person on purpose."
The way Koswara's wife spoke was different, she looked graceful and very classy. Different than before.
"I didn't kidnap her. I don't know where he is, and about the debt he owes to the cooperative, I'll pay it off."
"Of course, ma'am, you're rich, how could you not pay." Mulyana scoffs.
"So how much do you need?"
"No need because I'm not a debt collector."
"What do you mean?" Wife asked.
"We found your husband's body at times near the fish auction. Your husband is gone."
His wife sounded startled, she immediately broke into a sweat and started talking.
"You want to blackmail me?! Is he dead?! How is that possible!"
"Why can't it be clear we saw his spirit asking for help."
"Go you! Go!" The forger was hysterical and drove Mulyana and her child away.
They were thrown out and inevitably had to go back to the angkot.
"What tax officer is that? Where's the tax man coming to the house."
"It could be, Aditia knows."
"It was weird, Dad. Why do you think of the tax man, Dad?"
"The rich man is afraid of two things, one poor, two tax officials." Dad laughed.
The car starts driving again. Aditia was not told of their death.
Until the location, it turns out Mr. Dirga's house.
"Tumben's really here?" They're already in Dirga's yard.
"Yes, I used to bother you." Mulyana and Aditia were treated to warm tea and banana fritters.
"What other cases?" Dirga excited.
"Lu thought I was a census officer!" Dirga's upset.
"It can be, it's easy." Mulyana.
"Judah I asked my question."
"Lu suspect why ama the owner of the house?"
"I think it's murder in the family again."
"Huh? Murder in the family?" Dirha was confused, Aditia also looked shocked.
"Can't you draw that conclusion?"
"Gue suspected his wife, lest there be behind the stone. He disguised himself as a poor man, and then he turned out to be a rich man. Why is such a rich person only married to an aged fish merchant. Deceiving the money is impossible.
Maybe the fish merchant's money is just reveh for his wife."
"So there's a chance of a wife killing her husband?" Dirga asked.
"Yes, it could be."
"What's the motive?"
"That's what I don't know, so help me find out the owner of the house."
"Yes I'll help, I'll find the owner of the house. You also have to find the motive. Why not check the hospital? Why are you only focused on that time?"
"Why go to the hospital?"
"Have you found her name and picture? Is it easier now? Who knows if his body was found."
"There's no way sir, his fellow soul just said he was dumped at that time."
"Dit, if thrown away at that time, is it always buried there?"
Mulyana looked at Dirga, Aditia also thought hard.
"Well that's right, it could be that at that time there was only a clue! Tomorrow we go to that time in the afternoon, brighter so we can look for evidence or clues."
"All right, Dad."
"Adit tomorrow will you stay?"
"Yes Dad, Adit's coming tomorrow, this investigation is exciting."
"Adit not afraid of them?" Dirga asked.
"Sometimes scared, but now it's normal."
Mulyana smiled.
...
During the day Mulyana and Aditia were already at that time, they searched through the times to find clues.
They walk while scraping or plucking, looking for suspicious ones.
After a few hours, find them a break.
"Nothing strange, Dad." Aditia looks exhausted.
"Yes, it's not easy to find the strange here could be also what we're looking for has been washed away."
"If the man could talk, but he just pointed."
"Dit, is that what you're sitting on?" Father asked.
"What Dad?"
"That's under your feet, Dit. Don't take the hand, take the handkerchief we're carrying."
Aditia took what her father had pointed at with a handkerchief, looked at it carefully and threw it again as it came to a realization.
"Dith! Why thrown!"
"Disease, that ... that ... index finger!" Aditia yelling.
"So that's what it means."
Mulyana began to understand, it was fitting that she pointed continuously while saying she was dumped here.
"Well, where are you going?" Mulyana had wrapped the index finger and put it in the plastic and then the bag of her pants.
"To the hospital, find his finger. Who knows there are. It's worth saying no bodies were found here. Turns out ...."
Aditia chased after her father, it was a tiring experience but Aditia understood why her father always came home late every day.
It's all to help people, Aditia is proud.
Later, he will become like his father. A proud boy.