The Murder of the Beloved
Chapter 62

"Don't thin hope that he's still alive Mas," Irene said in horror.

"It looks so Ren."

Dinda was pensive with sadness and horror. By comparison, his mother was more fortunate than Frida. His mother was worshipped and buried properly. But Firda? Life or death is not clear. Is he rotting somewhere? Ih, that's terrible.

"The most difficult thing about the job of killing is to hide the bodies" Dinda said. "Bram should have a safe place to hide. But where? Usually the safest way is to be buried, because it can prevent odors or found just anyone.

Johan looked at Irene. Exchange of views that have meaning. Dinda spoke like a pondering, busy with her own thoughts. Is his instinct working?

"I guess I guessed, Dad!" dinda shouted suddenly, surprising the two.

"Guess what?"

"Bagas said, om Bram had his own house in the Menteng area. Before she married, she lived there alone. Without a maid anymore. Once the tantenya went there suddenly, it turned out his house was dusty and he saw the carcass of a mouse in the back garden. Frida must be buried there!"

Irene shrieked softly. Johan grabbed him and patted him on the shoulder. "Is there a reason for your guess?" tanyakanya.

"The carcass of the rat is the clue" said Dinda calmly and confidently. It seemed that he was no longer estimating but rather making sure.

"Ah.." complained Johan along with Irene. That speech is completely irrational. Where might be a clue?

"That's a clue from nature there. From Frida," said Dinda seriously.

"Ah, what do you know about nature there?"

"I don't know anything, but just believe it."

Johan stunned. He knew that Dinda had a lot of understanding, most of which came from the books she read. Of course, reading is a source of knowledge. But those fictitious readings can't they be messy?

"Dinda's theory actually has a point, mas, too" Irene said. "I mean, knowing a safe place to hide a corpse. The house was private and she was alone. So he's got a lot of opportunity and a lot of flexibility."

"Yes that's possible. But in order to do that, he had to bring Frida into his house. Hasn't anyone seen?"

"According to Bagas, the house of om Bram was bounded by a high wall with its neighbors. People are individualists, no matter each other. He didn't have to get out of his car to open the gate every time he came in. So, if the owner of the house is never seen by the neighbors, is it possible that they can see who he brought in?"

Johan and Irene confirmed Dinda's opinion. "If this theory only makes sense, Dind. About the rat carcass," Johan said.

Dinda smiled. "I didn't force you to believe."

"You didn't convey your trust to Bagas, did you?"

"Oh, no. Frida's problem I didn't expose. That's what I keep, Dad."

"That's fine. I want to see Bagas. So tomorrow afternoon I'm here waiting for her to come with you."

"Good Well."

"I hope you didn't pass on your theory to Bagas. At least not anytime soon."

"Why Dad?"

Dinda had to justify. It has also been proven that he has made mistakes several times due to uncontrollable emotions. Now Bram's business is no longer his own. There are other people involved. Of course he did not want Bagas threatened with danger. But the new development Bagas brought has made his life more passionate.

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Bagas kept his promise. He gives a photograph of Bram three times four to Dinda and then meets Johan. They're back to talking about Bram.

"Did Om know about Bram's first wife Indira?" ask Bagas.

Johan shook his head, "I don't know anything. Not even his name knows."

"Didn't you check and find out?"

"I don't have a handle on anything to find out. I've met Frida, but before I managed to get the information, she disappeared. The problem is he left without leaving an address, either home or office. We're really dark about him."

"Yes. I understand, sir. Then I am more fortunate, because I and Aunt Hesti know him as the director of the property company, PT Subur Mandiri. So I can ask you here. According to people who long knew him, Om Bram was a land scalper and then he bought some shares of the company. He partnered with Handoyo who originally controlled the entire company. The house in Menteng was the home of his first wife, Indira. After Indira died the house and other treasures fell into his hands."

"How did he die?" ask Dinda.

"The power of electric current accidents. I'm not clear on the details. In searching for information I do not dare to be too chatty, afraid of suspicion and then reported to the person concerned. Especially at that time I was just checking the truth of the story to my aunt. After it turns out it was clop, yes already. Aunt Hesti considered him an honest man. That's also one of the reasons for accepting Bram's proposal."

"Huh, honestly what the fuck," Dinda sneered.

"Honest part," quipped Bagas.

"Did Indira not have a close family who can be asked for more information?" ask Johan.

Bagas. "I don't know my mom. Is that necessary? We already know and are sure what kind of person Bram is."

"It's fine, too" Johan said. "What matters is the problem now. How to protect your aunt and find Frida."

"We have to work together. I've already agreed to that with Dinda. Isn't that Dind?"

Dinda nodded with a proud attitude.

"certain. We really should work together. We are happy to meet you, because we have the necessary information. Unfortunately the situation is threatening your aunt" Johan said.

"Call me Bagas only Om. So much more familiar."

Dinda observed Bagas senejak. He got the impression the young man no longer looked as shy as yesterday. Is it because of dealing with his father until he appears mature? He secretly noticed Bagas' movements and face while talking to his father.

"Have you ever been to that house in Menteng?" sahut Johan's.

"Eprest om. At that time I helped Aunt Hesti move things and also arrange the house. Smart decorator aunt."

"How did you feel about the house?"

"A antique house. He said it was a Dutch-era building.om Bram did not say much about the house. But he was frank that the house belonged to his late first wife. According to Aunty, when he was still living alone he did not pay much attention to the condition of the house that was only cleaned when it was very dirty "

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