Pickup Transportation
Section 537: Mulyana 43
“We cannot come to the Badrun family just like that.”
“About what reason can we use to know more about the origin of the family?” Mulyana understood Dirga's worries. Of course, in this age there is no search engine on the internet that can help find data, especially the dark web that Har has always been proud of, because from there the life of the search is always able to make us a skilled detective, profiling becomes easier.
But this age? how do they find information? Should I pretend to sell vegetables again? it makes little sense, because their families who have high class, it is impossible to buy vegetables brothers and gossip.
“If you said earlier, rich people can not buy their own vegetables in the surrounding vegetable brothers, to allow us to look deeper through the struggle they do when buying vegetables, so that we can see more deeply through the struggle they do when buying vegetables, what if we approach the lower guard of the mansion?” He had a strange idea like that.
They were still at Mulyana's house, still eating noodles and also ice lemonade that was not too cold anymore, Aep read the textbook, he was not too interested, but it felt more fun to join in his sister's room.
“The bottommost horse? Who?” Mulyana doesn't understand.
“Helper and driver! Stupid ah!” Aep is upset, Mulyana doesn't understand this.
“Oh yes, they will sometimes buy vegetables for needs that you can buy in a large market.” Mulyana just got it.
“Almost, it is easier to be persuaded.”
“We pretend to be a greengrocer, Ga?” Mulyana asked.
“Yes, I pretended to be a greengrocer, you pretended to be a meatball, so we can go hand in hand, there's no way we both pretended to be a greengrocer, strange is not it, bring the vegetable cart one, the truck that sells two, indeed the vegetable cart needs a kent?”
Aep laughed out loud, she trifled with these two adorable youngsters.
“Why?” Mulyana begins to take offense, because Aep is impressed to laugh at them.
“More strange, meatballs are the same way vegetable maker, indeed you never see the handyman together? Try to think of a handyman who always goes hand in hand with a greengrocer, do not let you say solver yes, I teach you later!” Aep gave a fist to his clever but sometimes too innocent sister.
“What person?” Dirga.
“Hmm, sandler?” Mulyana answered.
“Accomplish the friedman.”
“Emang strange Ep, if the friedman together with the same vegetable maker?”
“Dirga! You're the same as my brother, you idiot! Gini, the vegetable maker will always bring vegetables and at least some fresh fish, rarely they bring fish and chicken fresh in full, because it needs special treatment for fresh fish or fresh chicken so as not to quickly stale, while if the vegetables, stored a few days do not wither quickly, let alone the vegetables are the most sought after items and always run out. Then seasoning the kitchen and other kitchen needs that have a long shelf life.
So, in your opinion, the most reasonable to go hand-in-hand with the unsuspecting vegetable maker what is it?” Aep is still playing puzzles, even though he will just say what a handyman, even wasting time.
“Fishermen and fresh chicken?” Mulyana and Dirga answered simultaneously.
“Betul, you've seen, some come fresh fish and chicken, or even those who trade fish and chicken seasoning, so it makes sense, your coming together will not be suspected because what you provide for people in the housing complex is something that is reasonable if sold simultaneously or in conjunction with 2 different sellers.”
“Ep, you're smart!” Mulyana.
“Of course, I'm smarter than you, you just realized?” Aep bragging.
“I said you were smart, not smarter than me!” Mulyana was upset again.
“Then you have to ask dad for money for a greengrocer's cart, a complete lease, say you'll buy all his merchandise, then you're the same, just ask dad for money, this will enter the cost of working on the case.”
“You guys are supernatural detectives or what the hell? how very structured huh?” Dirga was very amazed and also at the same time confused.
“You could say that, but we are not paid, often even spend money to pay for necessities.” Aep replied reluctantly.
“Wah, your father is very generous yes, he even provides money to help people, instead of getting paid.”
“He is not a shaman, so do not receive payment, anyways, our money is also intended case, it has been hereditary so.”
“Don't be too happy first Ga, because to get in there you have to be prepared with all the possibilities. You're not coming, Ep?”
“No, lazy looking after two less smart babies.” Aep refuses, although Mulyana prefers her brother to join, because she feels safe, but she must not force, her father alone is not allowed Aep to force her back into the team, let alone Mulyana, Mulyana, her own sister, she must respect Aep's wish that she would rather live a normal life.
That day, Dirga and Mulyana prepared everything they needed, being a greengrocer it was a bit overwhelming, you know even this way the herd used to dig up information later on, but not a vegetable maker either.
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“Sayur!” Mulyana pushed her wagon.
“Fish ... catfish!” Dirga shouted, he carried a bicycle with a box on the bicycle bonnet, boc contains fresh meat from fish and chicken soaked with ice cubes.
“Emang lu sell catfish?” Mulyana asked, as it was a bit strange to hear Dirga shouting so.
“No idea, yesterday prepared meat, right you! why are you even asking me?” Dirga protested, because the one who prepared all the ingredients was Mulyana.
“As I recall there are no catfish, but never mind, it's Badrun's house, we go in front of the rum only, let the maid come out to buy vegetables.” Mulyana asked, Dirga just nodded.
the first 10 minutes, no one came to buy, the next 15 minutes there was one or two people who bought, no hordes of helpers who came to gossip, is it because of this elite housing that no one comes to buy, because all the needs will be met employers every early in the month? but it seems impossible, because every day, there must be something to buy, the result of a sudden need.
Three hours they've been gone.
“Yan, we can not be here all day, later they can be suspicious, come on we go from this.” Dirga was tired, but only waiting and occasionally serving that did not buy.
“Iya we have to go from here.” Mulyana agreed, and they left the house, into a narrower alley to find a way out, but suddenly there was a bunch of mothers who came, they seemed to want to buy fresh vegetables and meat, without much question, the mothers began to choose vegetables.
The alley is not part of the housing, but part of the driveway to a smaller, almost rundown house is behind the housing complex.
“Kok in the housing that no one buys our meat and vegetables yes bu?” Dirga asked when the mothers were choosing vegetables.
“Lah, why to that housing? no one will buy, people buy mah gedongan mah in a large market, once buy a lot, if there is less, the vegetable maker subscription is deposited the previous day to shop anything.
So no one is looking for your rich kelling vegetable maker, they are mah pesen trus dianter deh.” Obviously a mother who took a bunch of kale.
“Oh, it is very quiet, just in the afternoon until goosebumps through the most corner house.” Mulyana tried to lead the conversation more focused.
“Oh, it's the house of the late Mr. Badrun, he's a police official, but unfortunately already dead, even though the person is very good, often fallen to our village, this is, he also built a mosque there anyway, so we do not need to go far again for prayer worshipers, Friday prayers the same prayer ied.” Other mothers chimed in, it was the best to talk to people who were not arrogant, people with a lower-middle economy were indeed the people who knew the most how to spread information.
“Oh, why did he die? pain?” Dirga threw the bait that Mulyana had prepared.
“Yes that is, but the pain is strange, the time likes to run naked in his own field, he said as he ran, he often said hot, no wonder he was naked, because he felt all his body hot.” It's still the same mother who speaks.
“Oh so, what a pity yes, great people so, but his children must be sad, because the father they know is great, the end is even so.”
“Ih his son was even worse, still young but also sick like his father, some say they were stuck, who sent santet was a person who did not like the same Mr. Badrun fit in office, because Mr. Badrun is an honest and wise person so there are even many enemies, because the people who become his enemies are people who bribe and others to make the Police submit, tapI Mr. Badrun does not want, so he is mousuhin.”
“Hah? his son is sick too? how can?”
“Makanya said in his house there is often a strange ritual, to nangkal bala, let's not hit another, it's his son who is a boy, he doesn't even live together in the front corner of the house, although his mother was alone, his children stayed in their homes, I sometimes pity Ms. Badrun, struggling with money, but no one cared.” Other mothers chimed in.
“What ritual is ma'am? I'm so curious.” Mulyana kept trying to get more information.
“That, refuse reinforcements, let the santet not send anymore,”
Mulyana and Dirga looked at each other and nodded, the sign of information was enough, tomorrow continued, they had to enter the house, whatever the way!