
Early morning blind I woke up to take ablution water, to perform dawn prayers.just now I will spread the prayer mat, there was a frenzied sound from the west of my village.
"Mustar died, Mustar was killed" the voice shocked me and shook my body
Instantly sounded kentongan that was timid around the village.
"This must be the work of nahar and bidin", I murmured.
Immediately I forced my duty, praying solemnly before the khalik, begging for his guidance and forgiveness.
"Hana, have you prayed yet?", my father raised his head on the door of my room.
"It's pa", my Sahut.
"Mustar was killed son, who would have done that" said the father, taking a deep sigh.
I quietly heard it, yesterday mustard is still fresh fit, even had a talk with me, it turns out that the last day for him, this must be the actions of nahar and bidin that I saw last night settles the sediment, under the window mustard.
"Whoever would be so to the mustard, when he is a good Son, where he may have enemies" muttered papa, taking a sip of his coffee.
I continued to be silent to the words of the father who was temporarily saddened by the death of lani followed by mustard, which must have something to do.
"Hana, has your letter moved out, son?", asked papa.
"Yes pa, Alhamdulillah finally I returned home to serve in the yard ", Jawabku.
Papa sipped black coffee that always faithfully accompanied him when sitting enjoying the beautiful morning.
Several residents were seen gathering, talking about the deaths of lani and mustar.yg almost simultaneously.
I also saw nahar and bidin and then lalang not clear what the purpose is
"You can still smile today, see what happens tomorrow" my heart said.
I wanted to feel I squeezed the faces of the two men, but my limitations as a woman made me retreat, and fight both with the law.
It just so happens that Brother Vio has a big influence on the police to make it easier for me to ask for help solving the awkward death case.
"Remember howa, the evidence you provided was enough to take the two men you suspected" said kak vio, as I told him everything in detail.
"Police suspect, if mustard is the main witness of lani's murder, realize the danger of mustard that could have revealed the crime, so that the life of mustard was eliminated" said kak vio.
"When the mustard is a child who belongs to have mental retardation, it is impossible that he has problems with people" I said.
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The police named Kamra and Asri disguised themselves as the truck driver and his kenek are looking for cargo.
They appear in a style that does not invite suspicion.
They also headed to the old house that often visited lani if the night happened to be close to the house with mustard.
With the reason to rest in front of him, the two self-styled drivers rolled out their mats and lay down, probably because too great of a city also a very cool breeze, bringing them to sleep.
Suddenly Asri thrashed to wake kamra.
"Please, don't kill me nahar, I'm not wrong, are you not afraid of sin, have killed lani, kill me anyway", said Asri in his delusion, it seems he was possessed by a mustard spirit.
kamra immediately pulled his beautiful hand up to the car and took him to the house hana, it just so happened that he came with Vio, which still has a blood relationship with Asri.
"Gawat Vio, Asri enters the mustard spirit", said Kamra, upon arrival at home hana.
Vio, immediately helping the kamra, pushed Asri who staggered into Hana's house, and laid her on the couch.
"I'm more sure, nahar who killed lani and mustar, Asri was calling it that" said kamra
Meanwhile, 2 other police managed to subdue nahar and bidin, because they were caught in the middle and claimed to have raped and killed lani, as well as killing mustard.
"Although sir, I was a khilaf, I did not intentionally do it", shouted hysterically nahar and bidin, as his hands were in handcuffs and taken up to the car.
Because they always fight and throw inappropriate words for the police, both are rewarded with raw bogem that makes him battered.
"This is not how, in prison later, you will get the punishment of the prisoners" said the policeman.
The sound of crying of the nahar and bidin families, accompanying his departure, they did not expect if the nahar and bidin perpetrators of the bloody murder'cold.