The Body of My Son
"POLICE REPORT"

WHERE'S MY SON'S BODY ?

Part 8's

Sulis immediately gasped to hear the speech of the Scout's teacher. But a glimmer of hope emerged with a description from Mr. Eko.

"What did you just say?" tanya Sulis.

"Yes right. For more clarity and detail, I will come straight with my cousin later. I called just to make sure that Mrs Sulis is at home" said Mr. Eko.

"Yes I'm home, sir. I'm waiting for his arrival" I said.

Mr. Eko then ended the phone call.

Mbok Darmi looked at me with a question mark.

"Who's calling, Lis?"

"Teacher Scout Damar, Mbok. Oh yeah, let's eat, Mommy? I eat alone."

Mbok Darmi fell silent then pulled the wooden chair in front of him and sat on it.

"Can you really eat by holding your child?"

"Can, Mbok. I'm used to doing it."

Mbok Darmi was silent for a moment. "If it's about teacher Damar, when are they gonna be here?"

"Later, mbok. I also didn't ask for the exact clock."

I continued eating and stared at Mbok Darmi. One moment hesitated to say that Mr. Eko would also bring the police here.

"Hm, mbok. Actually I appreciate the intention of mbok Darmi to help me. But I also need help from a more competent side."

"Hm, what do you mean, Lis?"

"The Scout extra-curricular guidance teacher at Damar's school will take the police to this house. And I think it's important to ...."

"Ck, the police won't be able to find your son. They only believe things that make sense." Mbok Darmi's face shows a dislike facial expression.

Sulis. "Why mbok Darmi thinks that the Damar case is a supernatural case. Is the case of a lost boy something reason can explain?" asked Sulis dissatisfied.

"Aren't you seeing for yourself that the spirit of Damar is still floating in this house? The police will surely laugh when you hear the spirit of Damar is here, while the body is somewhere" said mbok Darmi.

Sulis looked at him. "Sorry mbok, this time I choose to trust the police rather than the shaman to find my son" Sulis said, making Mbok Darmi tick.

"You're a waste of time and money. You don't know what you're up against" said Darmi, standing looking at me.

"Let me do what I believe mbok. If indeed what I believe does not work, I will follow the advice of mbok Darmi," said Sulis.

"Well, it's up to you. You are the one who is doing this," said mbok Darmi.

"Mom, all the kitchen and cookware laundry is clean."

Surti comes out of the kitchen and joins Sulis and her mother in the dining room.

"Eat, Sur," Sulis smiled.

Sulis smiled and shook his head. "I'm not hungry yet, Mother."

Sulis then continued eating slowly. His mind was filled with possibilities.

"Oh, yes Sur, last night what exactly did you see in the bathroom of my house?" ask Sulis to Surti.

Surti and Mbok Darmi take a moment's look.

"Are you sure you're not afraid if Surti says what he saw in your bathroom?" ask Mbok Darmi.

"No, Mbok. I need to know what's going on in my house. I can find a solution."

"When I was in the bathroom with Sulis, I saw Damar crawling from the roof of the bathroom with his head bent down looking at me. The surprised me finally screamed and after that I don't remember anything anymore."

Sulis gulped. Is it true that his son is dead. What and who caused his son to die and why is his son terrorizing him now?

"Lis, now you know that this Damar problem won't be solved by the police?" ask Mbok Darmi.

"For now I will still contact the police according to what my heart says" Sulis insisted.

Mbok Darmi let out a long sigh.

"Yes already. Then we say yes. Later that night if you need a friend to sleep in this house, just call."

Sulis nodded. "Thank you, Mbok."

Mbok Darmi nods and invites Surti to get out of Sulis' house. A few steps the kids stopped. Mbok Darmi looked back. Staring Sulis.

"Oh, yes, Lis. If that cop can't find your son, you have to do my advice. You need shamans, not cops."

Sulis stared at Mbok Darmi while remaining silent.

After eating, Sulis held Adinda and headed to the well located behind the house to wash the dishes. It's also a little difficult to wash the dishes in the well by holding Dinda. Usually when Sulis washed the dishes in the well, Dinda guarded Abdi or Damar.

Sulis sighed softly as he recalled their memories while still together.

'Fortunately, there were Darmi and Surti who cooked, but I couldn't hang my life on them. From tomorrow on, I have to do everything myself by holding Dinda while she is awake, ' Inner Sulis.

Finished washing the dishes, Sulis attacked the water on the stove and bathed Adinda with warm water.

After bathing Dinda, Sulis headed to her room and as she passed through the dining room, her memories spontaneously spiraled back to memory while her family was still intact.

The laughter of Damar and his husband who was holding Adinda in the dining room while waiting for the dishes made by Sulis to mature, made Sulis feel like stopping time and during his happiness like that. But apparently God wants something else. Her husband and first child were called first.

Sulis sighed, if Damar's death were to take place naturally, maybe he could try to make peace with fate. Although very heavy because of the death of her husband not long ago. But if indeed the death of Damar is the work of the wicked, then to the point of the final blood, Sulis is determined to avenge the actions of that person.

Sulis patted Adinda's ass while breastfeeding her so that her son would go to sleep immediately. And after placing the bolsters and pillows on the edge of Dinda's sleep, Sulis slowly tiptoed into the bathroom for a lightning-fast shower.

Just now Sulis finished sweeping the kitchen floor of his house, when the sound of greetings came from the front.

The young widow immediately rushed to the room to put on the hijab then immediately headed to the living room.

"Assalamualaikum, Ms. Sulis," said Mr. Eko who stood together with a man in a strong-bodied blue navi shirt with a shoulder-length hair pulled beside him.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Mr. Eko, I'm sorry if we had better chat on the porch. To avoid any gossip or gossip of the citizens," Sulis said while pointing to the four bamboo seats in front of him.

Mr. Eko and his cousin nodded and sat down before Sulis.

"What do you want to drink, sir?"

"Later on, Mrs Sulis. There are urgent things that we must say immediately. Mrs Sulis sat quietly first and listened to my cousin."

Mr. Eko looked at his cousin and with eyes as if allowing his cousin to talk.

"Ehem, all right, Miss Sulis. Just call me Mr. Raden. I'm an Intel cop. Three days ago, one of the villagers reported to the police that his son was missing. And now the mother also reports that the mother's son is also missing. Can you explain the details of the disappearance of the mother's child?" ask Mr. Raden.

Sulis also told in detail and complete about the disappearance of Damar as well as the discovery of a small child's corpse which is currently buried.

"Did Ms Sulis recognize the features of the buried child?" ask mr. Raden.

Sulis then told him that the boy had a mole on his left calf. Mr. Raden muttered and pulled the phone out of his pocket.

"What boy did the citizens find wearing the Scout uniform was this boy?" mr. Raden asked while showing a photo of a boy in his cell phone gallery.

Sulis. "Rubber. This boy who was found and is currently buried in the village's public cemetery."

Mr. Raden took a long breath. "Then the child's grave must be dismantled and the body removed because the child's family is also looking for him!"

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