The Skewers House
Actual perpetrator

"What is it exactly Di?," Tarji finally asked. Can't stand the curiosity in his mind that's getting bigger.

"My friend is in danger!," replied Mas Adi, while stepping on the gas pedal of Tarji's car inside.

Tarji was a little scared by the way Mas Adi was driving. True loyalty, the sound of the car roared roaring roar. Though the road they passed a lot of holes and puddles of water, but Mas Adi did not care and just play. Tarji rem literate imagine per shock his car. It sounds painful.

Cars go faster when they are on flatter roads. Tarji did not dare to complain, how to drive Mas Adi is really like a car race in the movie holywood. Tarji cursed in his heart, annoyed, irritated and afraid of being mixed up.

"Di, call Di!," Tarji finally could not hold back his anger. He's afraid of wretch.

"There's no time Ji. You take it," said Mas Adi, not caring about the terrified Tarji.

"Them mbah mu salto. If we why, even no one helps your friend later," Tarji tightly grasped his seat belt.

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The car was suddenly put on the brakes. The sound of tires creaking deafening, also seen a little smoke on the front. Tarji stumbled quite fast, thankfully he was wearing the seat belt properly. The car stopped completely this time.

"You're angry Di?" asked Tarji still trembling.

"We have arrived" said Mas Adi, he rushed out of the car.

Tarji was crabbing, watching around. The car stopped in front of an alley. Tarji just realized this place is a local area*si where the case of missing women comes from. Why did Mas Adi come here?

Tarji got off the car, his legs still shaking. While Mas Adi was out of sight, he ran away leaving him alone. Tarji soon followed into the alley that looks sparkling lights flickering beautiful. Tarji watched his watch. It's 7pm now.

Mas Adi ran regardless of the people in the coffee shop who were watching him with a strange look. There was only Sinta in Mas Adi's mind at the moment. He ran while praying in his heart, hopefully Sinta is okay, hopefully he is not too late.

Mas Adi arrived at Sinta's house. Green painted house, with headlights left off. The front door is wide open, with dim living room lighting. Mas Adi rushed into the house.

"Love! Sintaa!," Mas Adi shouted, going around the living room.

Sinta is nowhere to be seen. Mas Adi was upset, his mind was in chaos. He checked the bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, even the backyard. However, there was no sign of Sinta there. Adi really panicked this time. Moreover, Mas Adi found HP Sinta lying just like that on the sofa.

Mas Adi sat down, took a slow breath, trying to be calm. He should not panic and rashly, because it would even destroy his thoroughness and instinct. If so, then he would have missed any important clue hints that might have been left behind.

After a little calm, Mas Adi just realized, that the living room smells sharp. Also in the corner of the room was a piece of partially burned frankincense. Mas Adi picked up the frankincense, and that was when Tarji came closer with his breath that was not bored.

"Whose house is this in? What's this smell?" Tarji was wobbly. He was still breathing, tired running after Mas Adi.

"We got Ji wrong. We made a big mistake, asshole!" Mas Adi hit the floor.

"What's the matter?," Tarji asked. He was confused, not understanding what was really going on.

"Look at this frankincense Ji!," Mas Adi glared, thrusting the frankincense he had in his hand before Tarji.

"What do you mean?" Tarji still did not understand Mas Adi's words.

"This house is inhabited by my friend Ji. He called me, broke his phone in the middle of the conversation. There was a male voice afterwards. And look at it now! My friend is missing Ji, Sinta is missing! HP's on that couch, there's also half-burned frankincense, damn it!," Mas Adi pushed Tarji's shoulder. He was angry at himself, at his boredom.

Tarji was silent this time. He didn't think he had made a mistake in coming to a conclusion. He remembered the frankincense seller at that time said besides Mr. Doto there was one more person who had bought that type of frankincense. But at that time Tarji was too focused on Mr. Doto.

"Ji, I also just realized how the perpetrator chose his victim" Mas Adi stood in the doorway. His look was empty.

"You remember I once told the story of the victim who disappeared always the woman who was coming the month right?," Mas Adi continued his sentence.

"Yes, why Di?" Tarji asked curiously.

"Look at this house. The porch light was not on," Mas Adi pointed at the bulb on the porch that was left to go out.

"Why then?" Tarji still did not understand.

"The women's house here, always brightly lit with flickering colorful every night. It was intended, they were open and ready to accept 'guests'. Meanwhile, the lights of the terrace are extinguished means they can not accept 'guests'. They're coming month Ji," Mas Adi stared intently at Tarji. Tarji mangosteen mangosteen understand.

"Shortly In. If the culprit is not Mr. Doto, why are all the women who are missing always after dating Mr. Doto?," Tarji scratched his scratching head.

"There are two possibilities for Ji. First it was just a coincidence, the two smart actors, using Mr. Doto as bait for us," Mas Adi massaged his own forehead, he suddenly remembered something.

"You know Prambudi's house right?," Mas Adi patted Tarji on the shoulder. Tarji nodded his mantab. It seemed like the two people had come to the same conclusion.

Not yet had Mas Adi stepped out of the house, a phone came in. Call from an unknown number.

"Haloo good night" Mas Adi picked up the phone.

"Good night. Is it true that the party is looking for a missing person, which is broadcast on the radio Charm FM?," a woman's voice sounded.

"Yes right. My name is Adi. You know the whereabouts of the missing person in Leni's name?," Mas Adi asked full of probes.

"It's not like that. Sorry, this might be a coincidence. But I am not calm. On the radio it is said that the missing person wears a white gold ring with a triangular emblem, "The voice of the woman on the phone sounded doubtful. Adi listened carefully.

"I happen to be wearing the same ring. This ring was a gift from my husband a while ago. Please let us meet to see and confirm the ring I am wearing today. Although I'm not sure this has anything to do, I feel like I should call you" she said. His voice sounded vibrating, although he seemed to be trying to calm down but his way of speaking felt once he was riled up.

"alright. Sorry, may I know what your husband's name is?" Mas Adi again asked after a moment of silent listening.

"Mr . . .,"

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