Shattered
Chapter 7.

In the middle of the trip Hazel's cell phone kept ringing. Hazel pulled the car over and picked up the phone.

"What?" tanya was upset with her best friend.

"Hey calm down, baby."

"Why call me? I'm busy right now."

"So Mr. Edzhar nyari you, he said you must quickly meet him" explained Delia across there.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know, you have to meet him fast. She'll be angry again, bye." Delia immediately hung up her phone. Hazel stared in annoyance at the screen of her phone.

"Sial." he said, turning straight towards his office. Once there Hazel quickly walked into the building.

Braaks.

Hazel quickly opened her study. Delia was again surprised by Hazel's arrival.

"Astagfirullah, woi can't relax just open the door?" angry with Hazel's behavior.

"I'm sorry" said Hazel gasping. Without excuse, the girl snatched Delia's drink.

"Hey that's my drink Zel!" grumbled Delia.

"I'll change" said Hazel, staring at the file on Delia's desk.

"This is the file that kid did, right?" ask Hazel to open the file.

"Yeah, I'm done with it. It's only tomorrow's trial." she explained to Hazel.

"Ooo well, yes I've been to Mr. Edzhar's room" said Hazel walking out of the room. He went straight to his superior room.

"Get in." said someone in the room when Hazel knocked on the door.

"Sir, what's calling me?" ask Hazel while sitting in her superior room.

"How is there anything?" edzhar looked at Hazel in front of her.

Hazel sighed. "That's it, sir, now I'm making sure of something, but you're bothering me." - annoyed.

"How dare you be with me! You want to get fired, huh?!"

"If you fire me, yes the case you asked for will not be kelar dong Pak" said Hazel again.

Edzhar sighed repeatedly, he always rose in blood when talking to employees of his curse on this one. Although Hazel likes to argue with her, it is undeniable that many cases handled by the girl are completed with satisfactory results even though the girl has just graduated from a reputable University.

"Huft, where's your investigation going?" ask Edzhar again.

"Thirty percent sir, this time I really like the case, full of puzzles" cried Hazel smiling slanted.

"Riddle? Is there anything awkward?" Edzhar hoped to hear something good from the girl's mouth.

"There sir, you know the photo that the file you love me, there is something different from the evidence I found there" explained Hazel as she sat in front of Edzhar.

Edzhar was surprised, the girl recklessly came to the scene without bodyguards. "What's? You go there directly?"

"Yes sir, otherwise I cannot solve this case sir" he replied.

"Hey, without a lifeguard you could be in Hazel's danger. Do you want the company to be in charge huh?!"

"Already Sir, you know myself I can defend myself. Dah, don't talk about me anymore. We're focusing on the Muaz case." he said.

Edzhar pinched his forehead slowly."If so, did you meet the culprit too?"

Deg.

Hazel was still worried about saying it. Somehow his heart said that he should not tell his boss first.

"Hmm not yet Sir," said Hazel slowly. I'd better keep the whereabouts of Muaz a secret, he murmured in his heart.

Edzhar sighed again. "Oh yeah, what evidence do you mean by different?"

Hazel took out the photos from her jacket and placed them on Edzhar's desk.

"Look sir, the shape of the knife contained a pointed knife eye, while the one I found at that time the knife was slightly larger and the knife was slightly blunt. That's what I found under the sky table." he explained.

Seen in the face of his superior surprised, Hazel increasingly curious whether there is a relationship what his superior with Muaz. Ever since the case was given to her, Hazel is actually suspicious. He was sure there must be something between them.

"Sir, I've been wondering for a long time what is your relationship with the perpetrator?" ask Hazel.

Edzhar was silent for a long time, and he answered Hazel's question. "He's my best friend." said Edzhar slowly.

"Friend? Have you known about this for a long time?Why would he do that?" cerca Hazel asked at once.

"At that time, I was abroad going on vacation with my family. I didn't expect it when I heard it either, and then I met him in prison. But, he didn't say anything, since then every time I went there he didn't want to see me even anyone else."

"What do you think he's the killer?"

"If it's based on my gut feeling it's not, but if the facts and evidence are the killer." Slowly flowed.

"So you asked me to open the case again, huh?" guess it.

Edzhar nodded then, picking up something in his work drawer. "Take this!" Edzhar thrust a small black box at Hazel.

"What is this sir?"

"Why do you trust me to handle your best friend's case?"

"I trust you, I'm sure you can solve this case." Edzhar stood up to take the coat he hung behind his great chair.

"I'm going to see my wife, you can go out!" he walked towards the door of his room.

"Well sir" said Hazel, taking the black box and the photos into her jacket. He also walked out of the room.

"Hazel!" call Delia when she sees Hazel just coming out of Edzhar's room.

"What?" ask Hazel.

"Are you guys at war?" delia asked curiously while carrying a pouch in her hand.

"No, today she's good, so she's talking nice to me" Hazel said.

"Where are you going?" delia asked to see Hazel step out of the office.

"I want to go get things done." cried Hazel as she waved her hand.

"Well, you're going again, right, where are you going this time?" tanya Delia was curious because lately her best friend is often traveling out.

"My apartment, you want to investigate something." replied Hazel again.

"Ooo, that case. I think the weight of the time you broke it, look at your dull face the time I saw!" seloroh Delia immediately threw a canned drink at Hazel.

Hazel spontaneously caught the canned drink, "My face as usual, thank you for the drink."

"Then in exchange double, ooh, spirit!" delia exclaimed as she clenched her hands up while giving her spirit to Hazel.

Hazel smiled, grateful to have her best friend like Delia. Although Delia rarely asks about Hazel's life problems, Delia always comforts her in her own unique way.

Delia looked down at Hazel's back, which was getting further away from her sight, "I know you've been crying out for Zel, but you're hiding all your problems." she said slowly. Then he walked back to his room.

***

Bruukes.

Muaz awoke to hear the item falling next to him. He immediately rubbed his eyes staring around, his forehead shriveling to see a room that was unfamiliar to him. He immediately saw the book lying on the floor, then took the book.

"Oh, I just remembered that this is his room" said Muaz slowly still smelled the scent of honey from this room. He cursed himself for falling asleep in the girl's room but, after five years, he was able to sleep well.

Muaz stepped out of the room, and immediately gulped water in the kitchen. Muaz glanced towards the trash can filled with trash.

"Well, why should I care." Muaz sat on the sofa but his eyes glanced back at the trash can.

"Cih, just disturb my mind!" unfortunately, he immediately brought the trash can out of the apartment, he went down and threw his trash out. As Muaz threw out the trash, many people looked at him with hard-to-understand gazes.

"Didn't he kill his parents?"

"He's handsome, unfortunately a sadistic killer."

"Will he kill people again?"

"How could he kill his own parents?"

"Does he have a heart?"

"Mother I'm scared!"

"He lives here? How come?"

All the scorn was heard clearly in Muaz's ear. Muaz did not mind the scorn of the people, he walked into his apartment. Arriving at Hazel's Apartment, he put the trash can back in place.

"Thank you." said the girl who just came out of her room.

Deg.

Muaz was surprised and turned to look at Hazel who was now in front of him.

"Why are you surprised?" hazel asked confusedly.

"When are you here?" muaz looked hard at Hazel.

"Since then, since you woke up from my room earlier" he said slowly while rubbing jam on his bread

Hazel held back laughter looking at Muaz's expression like one caught off guard.

"Relax, I won't be angry. If you're comfortable sleeping in my room please." he said, then handed a plate of bread to Muaz.

Muaz was still silently staring at the girl who looked relaxed in front of him. "Why don't you fear me like everyone else out there?"

Hazel stared at Muaz. "What am I afraid of? You are also human, the same as eating rice" Hazel said as she chewed her bread.

Muaz immediately picked up a knife nearby, spontaneously making Hazel round her eyes seeing Muaz staring intently at her.

"If I was holding a knife, would you still dare to face me?" muaz asked, touching the tip of the knife in front of Hazel.

Gleek.

Hazel stared at Muaz. "You're going to kill me? Please do!" hazel challenged Muaz. Muaz unceremoniously pointed the knife at Hazel.

Deg.