Pickup Transportation
Part 41: End Mess
Alka speeded at high speed, then took Aditia to the hospital. Once Aditia is sent to the ER, there is a nurse who helps them, as usual, a policeman will be called because Aditia was stabbed with a keris.
Alka was silent in front of the Operating room, she did not want to budge in the least.
“Kak, he's a great boy really, calm down,” Hartino embraces his adoptive brother, followed by Ganding and Jarni. They had all regrouped in front of the operating room.
“We don't need to tell Mom and Dita?” Ganding asked.
“Do not, Aditia does not want this problem to make her parents sad and anxious. You know, you always say, don't involve mom and Dita, because they shouldn't be involved.” Alka said in a panicked tone.
“Iya Kak.” The brothers answered compactly.
After the operation, Aditia was finally taken to the treatment room, not yet conscious, but there is a Police, again yesterday Police, Alka will handle it.
“You again!” The policeman was such an annoyance but also excited, since he yesterday did not believe the thing that had happened to Akbar was purely due to negligence, there must be something.
“Sit first, Sir.” Hartino, who is good at legal issues, tried to melt the atmosphere, they sat on the sofa in the treatment room. Hartino, who paid the hospital fee, could be in the VIP classroom.
They sat on the couch, some on the bench, two police officers, but only one actively asked.
“So, explain. Is this also because of your negligence playing knife in shock and then special?” The policeman was mocking.
“If I say like that you will believe?” Alka who was sitting on the sofa before the police asked in a mocking tone as well.
“So?” Mr. Police know, he's facing smart people, so can't mess around.
“Aditia pierced this.” Alka handed Aditia's kris on the table, the kris was mini but it looked very sharp, Alka had already pulled her kris before she entered the ER, for fear that the kris was taken carelessly by an improper person.
“What is this? you guys are some kind of cult cult? You guys subverted Akbar and Aditia!!” The policeman stood up and shouted, he looked angry.
“Where is the evidence?” Alka asked in a defiant tone.
“This is the keris!” The police officer pointed at the keris.
“Where is the altar of his fall? If we want to stop, why bring to the hospital to be safe?” Alka was upset, as they were struggling, suddenly someone came knocking on the door. The appearance is dashing, the way of the road is very firm, even though the clothes are casual.
“Bang! how can I be here?” The police officer was shocked and immediately approached the man, he greeted the person he called the brother.
“Iya, Aditia my adopted daughter.” The man replied.
“So Aditia your adopted daughter, Bang?” The police officer asked if they were sitting on the sofa.
“Iya.”
“It looks like they're followers of a cult, Bang. Aditia became their victim.” The police officer alleged, Alka was upset and almost moved her hand to throw it without touching.
“Alka! This is Saba Alkmah, right?” The man called in asked in a friendly tone.
“Iya.” Alka answered briefly while continuing to look annoyed at the Police Officer.
“Alka, this is Mr Dirga, Alka forgot?” Mr. Dirga reminded that he was the one who took Alka out of the forest cave with his father Aditia first. It turns out that who came was Mr. Dirga who always helped Aditia and her father first.
“Father Dirga?” Alka smiled, because she knew, the two good people used to smell the same, smell someone warm and kind.
“Iya, Son. Geez, you've grown well now, already have many friends and can be with Aditia, you also know, you all told Mr. Mulyana to take care of Aditia and her family, right?”
“So, they protect Aditia, Bang?” Mr. Police who turned out to be a level brother in the police Pak Dirga asked in shock. His attitude is very respectful to Mr. Dirga.
Apparently Aditia hastily contacted Mr. Dirga to come, because they will not be able to explain all, if the case Akbar can be covered, because, but the Aditia case could be a loophole to make the case Akbar and Aditia ditorek again.
“Tales about them, you don't need to know, but the ones you need to hold on to, they can't possibly harm humans, they're our guards.” Mr. Dirga said a strange word to the police.
“Human guards? Are they not human?” The policeman asked.
“They're human, instead they're keeping us from other creatures, which you can't see. Just got there. Well about the stabbing of Akbar and Aditia, Alka explained everything, Mr. helped bridge, so that this policeman sir understood. But, you should be quiet and not interrupt yes, when Alka explains everything.” Again Mr. Dirga tried to help his adopted children.
Alka explained everything, everything honestly and openly, including the stabbing carried out by her mother Akbar to her son, Mr. Dirga guaranteed, that this will all be safely told by them.
“Alka can give evidence to Mr. Police, because Mr. Police only believe the same evidence.” Mr. Dirga asked.
“But promise yes, if I give proof, you will let us go including his mother Akbar.” The police officer nodded.
“By it, Nak.” Mr. Dirga asked Alka to prove it.
“Here is his hand.” Alka asked the Police Officer to extend his palm.
“Make what?” The police officer somewhat objected.
“You're asking for proof, why are you scared now?” Alka laughed demeaningly.
“It's okay, he won't harm you, he's a good boy, I'm in charge.” Mr. Dirga calms Mr. Police.
The policeman finally reached out his hand, though hesitated a little.
“It's a bit painful and maybe scary, but hang on, if you want proof, you have to see it for yourself.” The police officer was surprised to hear this, but he still let Alka hold his hand.
After Alka held that hand, the Police Officer felt pulled. He fell down, because he saw his own body that was extending a hand to Alka, his eyes closed, in front of him there was Alka but with the form of his genie.
She's terrified. “You ... you ... true cult follower? Are you the one that they worship? Am I dead!” The policeman said it.
“Basic pure man, must always draw his own conclusions, when you are a cop, come with me, we will see the evidence you ask, take it easy, you are not dead, I am not God, I am not, I haany dust grains, Pest Allah like you, I am only given a blessing, said Mr.” Then Alka pulled the spirit of the Police Officer, to the house of Mr. Ari, at the time where Akbar before being stabbed.
“See and note.” Alka ordered him, Mr. police saw his wife Pak Ari out of the room, he was leading someone, not, not someone, but something.
The police officer was shocked because it was a black creature, Kajiman.
“That's what?” The police officer asked in fear.
“That was Kajiman, he deceived Pak Ari's wife's eyes, so thinking he was his son, the demon had cheated the family for days, hence his mother did not even realize that what she was leading was a demon not her son who was asking for a drink.”
“To be fair, he guided the demon with affection.”
Then the next scene, the original Akbar comes out of the room and the demon provokes his mother Akbar to think that the real Akbar is a demon in disguise, then Akbar.
“He thought the demon he was leading his son and the real Akbar was a demon, he tried to protect his son and was beguiled by satanic deceit. He's not a killer!” Alka pressed those words.
“That's a pity for mother and child, how about that demon?” The police officer asked.
“Father wants to catch him?” Alka.
“Can we do it?” The police officer this time said it in a desperate tone.
“Just relax, we are more capable, Kajiman has been summarized and has been returned to his place. During the process, Aditia is injured by her own keris, she tries to subdue Kajiman with her blood, hot blood for a demon. Now you believe in us?” Alka asked with a nod from the police.
They returned to their respective bodies, Mr. Police cried, Alka was somewhat surprised by the reaction of Mr. Police looks excessive.
“What's up?” Mr. Dirga asked his level brother in the police force.
“De, Alka, I believe and I will not take this matter into the realm of law, I understand what his mother Akbar did, she is a mother, surely his instincts will always protect his son, he said, although finally got tricked.”
“But, there must be something else, what is it?” Mr. Dirga tried to scrape.
“De, Alka, can you help my child?” The policeman was crying a mouthful, he had a similar problem.
“What's up Sir?” Alka asked in a serious tone.
“My son is sick, it has been 6 months, I have been to this hospital in Bandung, all said my son is fine, healthy, but he .. he ... is not fine, he is not, all the shamans I have also been to, similarly, all the therapies and rukyah all we have done, exhausted my money and energy, he said, during these 6 months we kept doing everything we could to get our son back to health, but nothing. Our son is still sick.” The policeman was crying, he was remembering the fate of his son.
“Good, it's up to Alka, want to help or not.” Mr. Dirga does not want to force.
“Father, do you know, if we are taught not to reject people who ask for help.” Alka smiled, it made the Police Officer excited.
While Aditia was still asleep, let her rest first, that was what Alka thought. Because after this there will definitely be cases that will make it difficult for them to rest again.