The Murder of the Beloved
Chapter 38
"Why Om?" ask Dinda.
"Maybe it was an accident or accident. But for sure, he did not feel any pain at that time. And if there was poison in his drink, then surely he did not drink it all. If the poison is corrosive or burning, then it will be immediately painful even if you drink a little because your mouth is burning. He will vomit and at an outside examination the condition of his mouth is immediately visible. Similarly the vomit could be examined in the lab and it was immediately known what was contained in it. But your mother didn't puke. So in case there is a poison, then the most likely one is a type of sleeping drug or anesthetic. But he did not drink it all, so the dose was very low. Not to make it hurt, but a little jarring. This one probably matches what Bi Imah saw. Then he could not stand well when going down the stairs. His death was not caused by what he drank, but an accident that occurred later. So in the recent assumption, we try to examine the results of the autopsy if done. At too few doses, it can be difficult to find. In addition, the condition of the corpse is getting longer to rot until it is clearly difficult as well. Most likely the result is negative. Though now it is impossible to demand an autopsy after the police consider there is no indication that his death was unnatural."
Dinda nodded. He understands. "So autopsy's no use anymore, Om?"
"True Dind. Even as a result, they can hit themselves. Digging and then autopsying the body was a shocking event. Already the results are not obtained, we can even be prosecuted again for defaming people."
"I understand Om. But I'm sure, that Om Bram is indeed the cause of the death of the mother. Until I die, I am sure of that. Prayer is too clever to allow itself to be traced. Think about it, Om. Almost every day he brought drinks for his mother. The drink must have contained the same thing. But it hasn't managed to kill the mother as desired. That drink alone, just makes a runny nose. For mom, it just makes her sleep again. As long as he decided to continue his sleep then he survived. But at that moment he woke up because he only drank a little. That little bit was enough to make him fall down the stairs. That's what Om Bram wants. Died by accident. Apparently he was quite patient by continuing to repeat and waiting for the results. It worked too."
The thought of Dinda made the three listeners stunned. Dinda's analysis makes perfect sense. It was horrifying and also depressing as it gave off a feeling of defeat and helplessness. When that was the case, what else would they have done other than to let Bram waltz off freely?
"Are you now able to accept the situation freely?" ask Bustaman.
"Yes, Om. But that grudge can't go away."
"We understand Dind. The revenge is not yours. But ours are together. One thing you can't forget. There is a chance that he will also take revenge on you. So always be careful" said Bustaman who was allowed by Della and Johan.
"I'll be careful. But I'm not afraid of him. I have three great protectors." Dinda approached and kissed the cheeks of the three people in front of him one by one.
They're moved. Della sobs slowly.
"We have to be compact" Johan said.
"Yes." Yeah."
That night Dinda went to her mother's room. He looked around and checked the cupboards and all the drawers. Bram is no more. Nothing is left behind. The man came and went quickly. When he came he brought nothing, but when he left he took everything including a life.
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Johan begins his investigation by searching for the whereabouts of a woman named Frida. Della doesn't know her home address, but she knows where she works. Della says Frida works at the bank. As far as Johan both Lilis and Della both deposit their money there. It must have been Lilis' introduction to Frida because Lilis was often there. To make sure he calls first.
Fortunately there was a woman named Frida and there was only one so she did not need to be confused to choose.
"Whose father?"
"I'm Johan, Lilis Kurniati's ex-husband. You know her, don't you?"
"Oh yeah. Sure oes. What business is it, sir?"
That voice sounds investigative, Johan thought. But he felt no need to wonder. That's certainly natural. He should not have called for personal business during business hours. He quickly replied, "It's easy to hear about Lilis' death?"
"It's okay Mom. Did you meet Mr Bram after Lilis died?"
"Not yet."
"So you know Mr Bram?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"alright. I do not want to long disturb the mother in the midst of busy work. Can I meet my mom at leisure? I'd like to talk to you for a minute about Lilis. There are things I want to ask."
There's a minute's quiet. Apparently he was thinking. Then came a lacklustre reply, "May sir. But I don't think I can help much. I do know Lilis but not how familiar."
"That's it, who knows you know the things I want to know. But I can't ask him over the phone. Where do I get to meet my mom?"
"Well, where is it? Not long, right?"
"No Ma'am. Not long. Quarter an hour at the most."
"Oh, good then. I always take the bus across from the office. There's a bus stop there. You can meet me there".
"But I don't know you yet. How do I recognize it?"
There was laughter. "Oh I forgot. Right too. I was wearing a moss-green office uniform. Medium height, about 160 centimeters. Short hair. Duh, what is the easy feature? Deh confused. Wait I thought first." Shut up a minute and talk again.
"My bag sir. I carry a black handbag. A rectangular shape, about twice the size of a pocket book. In the bag I hung a decoration in the form of a golden keychain and is the letter F. The initials of my name."
"Well before five I wait there. Do I have to tell you my characteristics?"
"Oh, it's better to do that."
"My height is 180, slim, dark skin, age forty, curly little hair, no mustache, and yes, that's enough."
"Good until later."
Johan was very happy with the results obtained. He conveyed it to Dinda when he picked her up at school. "But Dinda must not be optimistic first, because she does not know what the woman will say later."
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to be continued 😂