SECRET MAURA

SECRET MAURA
Season 2: (PNS) Story of Mr. Sanusi


Maura recklessly came to Bagas's parents' house, with the address given by Vera he headed for the house.


At first he asked Vera to accompany him to make it easier to get to the house, because according to the address given by Vera, the location of Bagas house was quite far in the countryside under the foothills.


But the girl's ghost refuses to go with her, as she is ashamed to meet the Bagas family, especially her father and mother. He felt guilty for what happened to Bagas, even though he was also a victim.


"Go, Maura. Please convey my apology to Bagas' parents, because I Bagas also lost his future, and his family's good name was destroyed because of me" said Vera, bowing her face.


"It's not your fault, Vera. This is a predetermined destiny, God has outlined your destiny to die like that, and also the path of destiny that Bagas must live on as well.


But don't give up, or surrender. Maybe you can not change your destiny or fate, but Bagas still can as long as he wants to try and pray to Allah SWT.


Rest assured there will be a way out, at least for Bagas, your way is right. At least Gilang still had a chance to change, to repent.


Help me to do all this, for I myself would not be able to do it without the help of Allah SWT and also the people around me, including you.." maura said strengthening the ghost of the girl.


"I will help you as much as I can, because you know that I have limits in this world. At least with this I can make amends for all my mistakes, and I can take my sister away quietly by God's side." said the girl's ghost.


"Amina.." Maura guaranteed her prayers.


Maura took a car trip to the parents' house Bagas, which is located quite far from the city. When he reached the village, there were so many eyes that he did not like.


They stared intently at Maura with a suspicious look, he was only given the address of the name of the village but not with a complete address, so Maura also had to ask people about the address of Bagas' parents' house.


"Excuse me, Mum.. Sorry, I want nanya. Mr. Sanusi's house where is it?" tanyakanya.


"Whose sanusi?!" answered a thick moustached father who happened to pass in front of him.


"Sanusi bin Sanip, Bagas' father" Maura replied.


"You ready?!" ask the gentlemen not to be friendly.


"Emm, I'm his friend" Maura replied forcedly to lie.


"Don't lie to you! Tell me, which media are you from?! Or maybe you Intel to keep an eye on our village?!" snapped the father was angry.


"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean?!" tanya suspected Maura, she did not like the accusations of that person.


"Don't pretend you are! Because of that son of a bitch, the name of our village was ruined because of what he did. He could have done such a heinous thing to a girl and a child!" my father replied that it was full of emotion.


"Not necessarily, sir." lead Maura.


"Everyone knows what he did, because he had a lot of police and journalists coming back and forth in this village, and he did not even admit his actions when he was caught red-handed.


And maybe he also accused one of the children of important people in the city, looking at him close to the child, let alone the child is good, he accused him of killing when not!" said the father fieryly explaining it to Maura.


The girl did not listen too much to his words, because she already knew the facts, but she focused on the father's attitude which she thought was suspicious.


"Why are you so sure that Bagas was the culprit, and that kid wasn't?!" ask again.


"Ob course, the police said! He said again they have witnesses and evidence, especially to be denied" said the father with a smile sumringah.


"Any.." murmured Maura.


"All right, then... Excuse me first, want to continue to find Bagas' parents' house.." said Maura politely.


"Hey, kid! What are you going to their house for?!" ask the father suspiciously.


"Ah, I've come just to have a touch, sir.. Maybe at this time they need help, all of you want to help too" Maura replied still friendly.


"Why help them, if you want to be pitied, it's the victim's family, I'm his uncle!" said the father looked very angry.


Maura was surprised, Vera did not tell him if there were any relatives in this village. He hastily communicated with Dewi Srikandi through his telepathy to ask this father's statement to Vera who was still waiting on campus.


"Maura, Vera said it was true that she had an uncle in this village, her mother's cousin's sister. But they rarely communicate and their relationship is not too good, he said" Dewi Srikandi told Maura.


"Surprisingly, this is inversely proportional to the statement of this person, as if they are so kind and close to the victim" Maura said in her heart.


"I suspect he is also involved with all this, you know Maura if this organization is very large they are anywhere, and from any circles as well" said Dewi Srikandi.


"But was his uncle that old?" maura asked unsure.


"There is no treasure problem called brother, and you know very well it" said Dewi Srikandi again.


Maura was stunned, there was a point also said Dewi when he recalled his father's family, he hoped Gilang could repent and change like his father Maura who did not want to follow in the footsteps of his grandfather's grandmother.


But the problem is, Gilang has gone too far, can he go back to what he used to expect Vera?


"Sorry, sir. There's nothing, excuse me." he said hurriedly away from there.


"Hey, kid! Also said, I'm not horrified! If he's Bagas' friend, he's definitely that kid's friend too! Hem, too bad I didn't get anything from him" said the father.


He left there, sneaking around hiding behind a tree while watching Maura's movements, and calling someone.


"Hello, sir! I'm Darto, yes! Hehe.. Anu, I want to report. There was a child who claimed to be his friend Bagas, he came to see the boy's parents. How is this, sir? What am I supposed to do?


Oh, well. Just watch it.. Fine, fine sir! Thank you, hehe" said the father who was named Darto hung up the phone.


"Hehe, it's quite possible to just make a report this doang, hehe!" said Mr. Darto while sneering.


Maura was getting further and further away from her sight, she was about to overtake the girl secretly, as she was about to turn around how surprised she was to see a ghost figure so similar to her late nephew.


"Ha-ghantuu! Tolough!!" frightened screams.


He dashed away from the place while shouting like that, Maura who was located quite far away could still hear the sound of his screams and see with a smile.


"Did you do it, Goddess?" ask him to Goddess Srikandi.


"Yes, because I hate humans as cunning and greedy as him. And I'm sorry I used Vera to scare her uncle" said Dewi Srikandi.


"Haha, yes! And I'm sure Vera will definitely not mind" Maura said as she continued on her way.


After asking here and there, he finally found Bagas's parents' house, a house built not far from the river's springs, in front of the house there was an old man sitting binding the bamboo he cut and neatly arranged.


"Excuse me, sir.. Sorry, can I meet Mr Sanusi?" maura asked politely.


"Yes, I'm alone. Who are you, dad? Journalist or cop?" ask the man to look scared.


"I'm a friend of Bagas', sir." said Maura politely.


Hearing the name of his son mentioned and seeing Maura's polite demeanor, the father regained his composure and was slightly shaken, his eyes glazed over as he looked at Haru Maura.


"Are you really his friend Bagas or lying?! Because I know since that incident everyone has been hostile to him and excommunicated us, we are considered very sinful because we have the son of a murderer.


And no one came just to encourage us or to help us, which is the insults and insults of the people we receive almost every day." Said the old man while wiping away his tears.


"Sir, who's outside? Enter, Sir! He will be beaten again!" there was a loud hoarse voice coming from inside the house.


"Nobody ma'am!" sahut pak Sanusi.


"He's my wife, his mother Bagas. Lately he has often been sickly because he continues to think about Bagas, not to mention he can not bear to hear the insults of the neighbors against our family, pity my wife." he said sadly.


"May I go inside, sir? Want to see mom too, anyways it's not good to talk outside you know yourself if anyone sees later there are just words of the citizens that hurt again.." pinta Maura.


"Good, Son.. You have a point too" he said, letting Maura in.


"Goddess, you're standing guard here. Keep an eye on this house, if anyone suspicious reports to me. I feel that this family is not safe at this time" Maura told Dewi Srikandi.


"You're right, Maura. All right, I'll stay here!" sahut Goddess Srikandi.


Maura entered the simple house, there was nothing there, only a wooden cabinet, a table and wooden chairs as well as a wooden sideboard in the room, there are also some pictures on the wall of the room.


There was a picture of a young boy there, he was smiling cheerfully among his friends. He saw a picture of Vera, Gilang and a boy and he was sure it was Bagas. Mr. Sanusi came out of a room while picking up his wife and walked towards Maura.


They sat together in the living room, seeing Maura so intensely watching the photos of Bagas and his friends, Mr. Sanusi smiled.


"It was a photo of his memories with his friends during the middle school graduation breakup at that time, it was a fun and painful photo.


Why is their fate so tragic, why is fate so cruel to them," said Mr. Sanusi while staring at the nanar photo displayed on the wall of the house.


"What before Bagas was arrested, did he say something, sir?" maura asked trying to distract Mr. Sanusi.


"She doesn't talk much, she just shakes her head and nods when spoken to. He just said that it was not him who killed Vera and his sister, but Gilang and his friends" Mr. Sanusi explained something.


"And he always looked at the photo, and continued to say, let everything be stored in memories and neatly covered there" continued Mr. Sanusi also.


"Then, may I take a closer look at the picture, sir?" pinta Maura carefully.


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