Pickup Transportation
Section 353: Kemala 2
There is a bridge that is famous for its curse, he said, anyone who passes the bridge, then you will be separated from the people you love.
But it's not just about you walking through it and then getting cursed, this is what most people don't know, if only your count to get to the other side of the bridge reached a count of 66 steps, he said, then your wish will be achieved.
Rarely can anyone achieve that count.
Because 66 is not an easy number to achieve precisely.
Then why is it only the matter of a breakup that stands out in the story of the bridge? Because the news of the curse will of course be easily spread compared to the story about the other side of the bridge.
Then the question is, did Kemala go there because he already knew that the bridge had another side to get?
…
“Again Dit, have you woken up?” Kemala greeted his new friend, he was helping his mother Aditia Make a wet cake, while Dita just finished bathing.
“Iya just woke up, can you make a wet cake?”
“Ih Dit, he is good at making his wet cake, this is ready to be finished, you want to go geulis, often play here.” Aditia's mother looks very impressed with this woman.
“Bu, already ah, do not do so, fear burdening Kemala, already Adit shower first, that's Adit anter Kemala go home.”
“Eh, breakfast first, Kemala hasn't had breakfast yet, he's waiting for you he said.”
“Loh, not just your breakfast, yaudah I take a shower first yes, later we have breakfast together.” Aditia rushed to take a bath so she could rush for breakfast, in her thoughts, she should not make Kemala to wait any longer, this woman was already holding her hunger for him. Aditia smiled at that.
Immediately after the bath, the breakfast was prepared by Kemala, then they ate together.
“Any,” Aditia says.
“Why” Kemala asked.
“Unlike my mother's cooking, her fried rice.”
“I cook, your mother is busy preparing her wet cake, then I offer to cook breakfast, she said it doesn't matter if I don't mind, so I do. Does this not fit your mouth?” Kemala asked.
“I'm not a picky person about food, so it doesn't matter either.”
“Good.”
They then ate in silence again, after finishing breakfast, Kemala said goodbye to his mother Aditia and they went to take Kemala home.
“Dit, why are you so kind, your family is so kind. You have a very calm and kind mother, not much guess after seeing you take me home, while your sister is also very sweet, do not ask who I am, why I stay, really quiet family.”
“Indeed your family isn't that?”
“My family? I don't know, because I'm an orphan.”
“You are now living with whom?” Aditia still thinks her husband killed himself on the bridge.
“Only, in the house of my husband-husband.”
Aditia coughed, surprised to hear that.
“Suami-husband?”
“Shocked? No wonder, I am still surprised if it has happened for three times since the last one.”
“You've been married three times?”
“Yes, I've been married three times.”
“Then?”
“They all died, before ... before having tasted my devotion. Ironically, after three marriages and widows, I am still a person who does not know what it feels like the first night.”
“You mean, your husband died before you even did the first night? Sorry I ...”
“People call me, shoulder laweyan, one who has misfortune, for having a mole on the left shoulder, a marriage curse, whoever marries must die, but in fact, he said, I don't have a mole on my left shoulder. Even so, still, I was required to receive the predicate of the curse's name.”
“I've heard of it, but it's just a legend isn't it? I mean maybe your destiny is bad, but it does not solve the possibility that something is wrong.”
“You believe in supernatural things Dit?”
If Kemala knew, Aditia not only believed, she was even the only one in the herd who was able to open the supernatural door, of course Kemala would be surprised.
“Believe, we are indeed side by side.”
“If I, get used to.”
“Why so” Aditia confused.
“If I don't, for me it's just nonsense, the fairy tale of those cowards who avoid exact answers, because uncertain answers are preferred more.”
“You mean the supernatural is uncertain? While logic is exact?”
“Of course, they say I'm Laweyan's Shoulder, but they don't see clearly, that there's a reason.
For my first husband, he was a very old man, 65 years old he married me, because I was an orphan, it was easy to offer me to the head of the orphanage, I was fifteen years old, unable to do much, I calmly accepted the proposal.
Until the first night, the old man had a heart attack, even when I had just taken off my shirt, he was short of breath and stopped breathing. I got enough land as an inheritance, some families sued me, considered a murderer, but the court won me over and made the land a right, because it proved, I'm the only heir, what can I do? even the court sided with me.
My second husband, he's a well-established man, I was 20 years old at the time, we met in the office, he's a widower with three children, his kids didn't agree to our marriage, but we got married anyway, she said she didn't care about what her children said, because they were all grown up, so I could do anything but accept the proposal, the nice guy who loves me.
Honey, she passed away before I even entered her room for the first night.
Cause of death was .. poisoned.
The trial was held again, I was found not guilty after ever being arrested as a suspect for the only one who might do that.
But after much time, it finally proved, that it was his first son who poisoned his own father, because of money, what else?
It turns out that his father gave all the assets in my name, including the company that his children still lead.
The court declared me innocent and again all the assets in my name are entitled to me, but I share them with three children, on average, I am not thirsty for property, I just want to be happy.
Three years ago, a few months ago, when I was 25 years old, I was reunited with a very handsome man, 30 years old, what a man I dreamed of, handsome, handsome, well and well established, money is no longer my control, I just want to be happy, Dit.
But again I was abandoned, a few months after the wedding, he committed suicide on that bridge, where we first met.
His reason? I don't know, Dit, as I know, he was happy with me, even though he refused to have sex, she said, waiting for us to have the reception, when I didn't want the reception, I just wanted my husband. Our schedule and reception are different, because waiting for his family from abroad to come, but not yet the reception was held, he gave up the lives, without me knowing the reason.”
“You didn't fight before he died?”
“No, absolutely not. Even I served her lunch as usual, laughing jokingly together before she finally said goodbye to me to meet her friend, then the next morning, her body was found floating, possibly suicidal, because the shoulder of the bridge was so high as to slip, which I wonder, why he was there at night, what is the possibility that made him have to go there, because the bridge was only a village that was not much population, while he had no acquaintance in the village. Weird.”
“You want me to help you find out the cause of your last husband's death?” Aditia offered herself.
“Includes can?”
“I have an acquaintance of a former Police commander, he could have helped us collect data. How?”
“I'm very grateful if you can help.”
“Didn't you report this to the Police?” Aditia asked.
“Already, but the Police have no answer, he said, only the person who killed himself knows the reason he did that.”
“Yes that is true, but there is usually an investigation Mal, can be withdrawn possibilities as well, for example studying the background of his family, his friend, his ex-girlfriend.”
“That's my weakness, I don't ask too many questions about my husband's family, I just always receive advice in a hurry, I feel married is a happy way, but instead it's like this.”
“It's here, it's your house?” Aditia asked.
“Iya, that's my home.”
A very large house, with a sturdy fence and a large gold, towering tall building with 3 floors. Aditia was amazed, she was not an indiscriminate woman, she was a wealthy woman.
“You live alone?”
“No, I live with 5 helpers and 3 orphanage children who I make assistant take care of all my needs and the company I built myself. Come down first, we'll have lunch.”
“New hours soon, lunch time.”
“Then do you like coffee?” Kemala asked.
“Suka.”
“Then, I make.”
“It's hard to believe, you made me coffee and cooking earlier at my house.”
“Meanway? Oh, it must be because of my house, huh? I am not rich, this is the legacy of my husband, the first husband who gave me land here, then I built a house from the money of my second husband I and his children sold the company and the money was divided equally, while my last husband bequeathed so many deposits and shares, because of his young age, his legacy was more modern, I did not care much.”
“You rich lady, be careful.”
“From who? From you?” They both laughed at Kemala's words.
“I also have to remain careful, the intentions of the heart of the person who knows?”
“Ya, let's get down.” Kemala asked Aditia to come down, they were parked at Kemala's house. As soon as Kemala came out of the angkot, three of his assistants immediately ran to welcome Kemala.
“Mother, where to from semalem, we are worried, mother does not bring HP also.” One of them said in panic.
“This is Aditia my friend, she will help me to find out why my husband committed suicide.” Without further ado Kemala told his assistant, Aditia clumsily, this woman is really too open about what happened to her life.
“Are you sure Mom, you've known this guy for a long time?”
Kemala turned out to have much smarter people next to him, deservedly he was so trusting.
“Come in first, I made you coffee.”
The three people looked at Aditia with annoyed faces but followed her boss' orders.
Aditia sat in the living room, what a luxurious and very spacious house.
Before long Kemala came to bring coffee with a tray of gold, while some people followed him from behind, maybe his assistant, the host provided coffee for guests even though there were many maids, it was quite surprising. Three of his assistants sat in front of Aditia.
Kemala sat next to Aditia with separate seats, single seats that can only be occupied by one person. Kemala sat facing Aditia and her three assistants.
“I believe Aditia can help us solve my husband's case, I don't want people to add to the rumor of Bahu Laweyan to me, you guys should help her provide anything that Aditia.” needs
“Good Bu.” One of his assistants.
“I only need your husband's data in full including all his wealth.”
“For what is his wealth data?” Asked one of his assistants, he looked suspicious.
“To trace the value of his wealth from where, whether halal or haram, often suicide attempts are carried out for financial reasons, people who look rich, could be people who are in debt. Then I need a list of his wealth.” Aditia is considered trivial because it comes with angkot, they do not know that Aditia is the crown prince of a large company as well.
“Give without asking, without suspicion, I trust.” Kemala said firmly, the assistants nodded in annoyance.
“Wow, your coffee is very good, you use coffee from safe?” Aditia's confused.
“From my own factory, I produce coffee, if you like, I can give you coffee, all for your mother and sister too, they like coffee?”
“Of course, we are all coffee lovers, but don't, too much trouble.”
“Not why, just coffee.”
Then Kemala called his maid to prepare coffee, before long the coffee came, unmitigated. He gave his coffee up to 5 kilograms, Aditia wanted to refuse, but Kemala insisted. Finally Aditia received with a heavy heart.
In this case, she wants to learn for herself, because she believes, there is something wrong with her husband Kemala, maybe even with Kemala himself.