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Reunion with Mr. Yadi

...Reunion with Mr. Yadi...

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There is also a truth about Jafar's feelings, I also now feel was was this way. Aah, I prepared Friday prayers first. Immediately I shower shampooing to get rid of all the distractions and whispers of the devil that made me was. If it is a demonic whisper, but if it is a premonition from the heart may nothing harm my family, my mind prays…!

I immediately invited my son and Ihsan to go to the Mosque to perform Friday prayers.

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I immediately went home after the completion of the prayer, because of Isna's thoughts. But it turns out Isna was home by the time I arrived.

“Loh already home Isna ?” my many.

“Iya bi, Abi left earlier Isna fitting to the front of the Mosque.” Answer Isna.

“Thank God, Abi's plan was to pick up Isna. Tomorrow I'll just take you back for a while.” I said to Isna.

“Why bi, is there anything ?” ask Isna.

“Not only afraid that you're going home from school.” My gura is that Isna doesn't panic if I'm honest, a rather unfriendly condition.

“Iih abi, not bi Isna also still want to go to school first.” Answer Isna.

“Yeah so buy Meatballs not ?” Suddenly Nisa came to collect snacks.

“Iya later wait for Sidiq, Mas Jafar and Ihsan all.” My answer.

Soon Sidiq came with Ihsan while Jafar walked behind them.

“Eas Jafar many spelled out Kaku, just walk straight forward view continues to be different with Sidiq her brother who likes to look left right greet anyone who sees.” I said in my heart.

Son three is also three characters, my inner but I am grateful they always get along even though they are different characters.

“Come on, Nisa already wants to eat meatballs!” nisa protest.

I also obey Nisa's wishes, invite all meatballs except Fatimah prefers to be home while guarding the stall.

“Backin no Fat ?” my many.

“Gak lah, yesterday also finished eating meatballs. Fatimah Cuisine no one eats later.” The answer.

“Quiet for later in the afternoon can be.” My answer.

I then left Fatimah alone, walking the same children towards the nearest meatball stall.

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After the death of Yasin and his son, Fatimah waited for his grocery store alone while reading a book. Occasionally stop because it serves shoppers who come shopping.

“Eeh bu Fat has heard not yet in the village Next to the murder, two people were killed on the riverbank his head was all smashed. Like having been hit by a hard object..!” Said a mother shopping.

“Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi raji’un..who buk victims ?” Ask Fatimah.

“Local residents ma'am, who just opened the floodgates for a turn to irrigate the rice fields.” Answer the mother.

“Yaa Allah Fatimah so creeps bu, if there is just such an incident. Keep it reported to the Police not yet ?” Ask Fatimah.

“Already ma'am, already in police investigation now.” Answer the mother.

“Hopefully the culprit is quickly caught so that the condition is safe again.” said Fatimah.

“Aamiin bu,, People so on fear now bu Fat. Especially those who like to go out at night to irrigate the rice fields. Like my husband who every night has to irrigate the rice fields will also be horrified bu.” Said the mother who was shopping.

“Bany pray ma'am, may her husband not why napa. And do not let seep into our Village, let alone our hamlet.” Reply Fatimah.

“Iya ma'am, but has your husband heard this ?” ask the mother.

“Not yet like it, just did not say anything else now on the same snacks children.” replied Fatimah.

“Actually many citizens who hope husband mother can Patrol like before mom. You see in this village of ours who are brave and can fight criminals is only a mother's husband.” Said the mother.

“That was mom, now that my husband is old has retired from it.” Reply Fatimah.

“Keep how dong bu Fat, right citizens so on fear like this.” Said the mother.

“Gini only, from now on do not be alone if irrigating rice fields. Many people to prevent crime.” Reply Fatimah.

Until it was finished shopping the mother was still talking to Fatimah. Yasin and his son returned to his home.

“Eeh father just returned home road pack ?” ask the mother.

Yasin was a bit surprised to be called that, because not usually the mother was so. Especially when he slumped yesterday, met also pura did not see.

“Iya ma'am, this is my son Nisa ngajak kajan Bakso.” Answer Yasin.

“Owh Nisa, just more beautiful are these two who sir is beautiful also ?” the mother asked Isna and Utari.

“This is my best friend's son ma'am, school here and stay with us. I have also reported RT kok bu.” Answer Yasin.

“Iya pak gapapa kok, but actually there is something I want to convey sir.” Said the mother.

“In the village next door there was a murder incident sir last night. His victims were two pickets irrigating rice fields for residents.” Said the Mother.

“Have been handled by the authorities what has not bu ?” ask Yasin.

“Already sir, only the impact of the citizens here is also on fear. You are afraid to spread here like the events of the past, sir.” Answer the mother.

Yasin was actually rather humanly annoyed with the person. When his family was slumped in economic terms almost every day gossiped by the mother, who said she did not want to work, just hoping for help. Not to mention the other painful accusation. But when there was a problem running to Yasin as well, fortunately Yasin remembered the advice of his teacher when in the boarding school first. “If you help people don't expect that person to help you too when you're in trouble. Let your charity God avenge, do not expect any reward from man because the result will be disappointed.” The words of his teacher Yasin's brother were held by Yasin. And that is the reality of life.

If people are needed, everyone will approach because they have Pamrih. But when it is no longer needed let alone meet a lazy close especially when being down like Yasin a few moments before.

“Yes we see first ma'am, hopefully the incident does not spread here and is not a chain event. Hopefully it is just a personal case that is not prolonged.” Yasin replied patiently.

“But if it turns out to be a pervasive case how pack ?” insist on the mother.

“Let the Police later handle the ma'am, the important thing is we still have to be vigilant.” Answer Yasin.

Finally the mother came home a little disappointed, because she hoped Yasin would patrol like before when Yasin faced his enemy and fought the wolves so Jelmaan Mentorogo Cs. “considered I'm a hamlet SATPAM what, play tell just.” Yasin's real mind was irritated and still a little hurt to remember when he was the subject of gossip yesterday.

“Well, dad didn't act well ? Who knows it has something to do with the one we're dealing with right now.” Ask Sidiq.

“Daddy wants to focus on one problem only Sidiq, anyways it is not our domain because its TKP also d Other villages not here.” Answer Yasin.

Not finished they talked came someone dressed Police escorted by two of his men.

“Assalaamu ‘alaikum..!” Greet that man.

“Wa’alaikummussalaam..!” Yasin replied while looking at the policeman.

“Pak Yasin forgot with me ?” ask the guy.

“In the meantime,, forget to remember anyway…! If it is not wrong, this father is Mr Yadi, right?” yasin said, after noticing and hearing his voice, he remembered that the policeman was Mr. Yadi. Who once fought to destroy Padepokan Joyo Maruto with his brother Sena.

“Though once sir, I'm sorry I haven't been here for a long time. Because after the events first it was not long later I was transferred to another city sir.” Said Mr. Yadi.

“Owh is fast,, never seen at all. Currently on vacation know how this sir ?” Ask Yasin.

“Mas, his guests invite in the house first cook chat outside anyway.!” fatimah.

“Sorry to forget sir, let's please enter first sir..!” yasin told Mr. Yadi.

Then Mr. Yadi and two of his men entered Yasin's house.

“I am now back on duty in this city sir, so please excuse me sir honestly I am here again to ask for help and help Mr. Yasin again.sorry sir, if I come here always troublesome Mr. Yasin from before.” Said mr. Yadi.

“Do not hesitate sir, we will already be like brothers from before. What can I do to help ?” ask Yasin.

“How yes I should start his talk ?” said Mr. Yadi.

“Already sir, just tell me do not hesitate sir.” Yasin.

“I want to ask for help Mr Yasin, help investigate a rather unique murder case sir ?” said mr. Yadi.

“Unique how pack ?” ask Yasin.

“Unique wound sir, if seen clearly the cause of death is blunt and eras. But from his scar it formed the scars of a human fist sir. Is it possible that a human hand blow could cause one's head to break?” ask Mr. Yadi.

Yasin was silent for a moment, trying to trace the events that happened before since he came to Pesantren Sidiq and had to meet Sidiq to Al-Huda. Then the event if Sidiq suffered a broken leg until Jafar rampaged in the padepokan. And finally Yasin managed to infiltrate the village and heard some plans Marto Sentono who will gather relatives and friends. “will bring descendants Maheso Suro too, who have such studies ?” yasin said in his heart.

“Currently I have not been able to give further information Mr. Yadi, it took time for me to investigate both externally and in Batiniyah.” Answer Yasin.

“Iya sir is not papa sir, but as an illustration before the incident there was someone who left the car to one of the residents near TKP sir. And the reason is that the person wants to fish, and indeed carries a large bag that is said to be a fishing tool.” Said Mr. Yadi

“Location exactly where is it sir ?” Ask Yasin.

“On the riverbank sir, Pas at Batang river near the hamlet XXXX it pack.” Answer Mr. Yadi.

“At Bersatan River pack ?” Yasin asked in shock.

“Iya sir, what's up with the Battle of the River?” Ask Mr. Yadi.

“Ah No,, I can not imagine sir.” Answer Yasin.

“Sorry this sir, so my max if sir Yasin does not mind can come with me see TKP how ?” ask Mr. Yadi.

Yasin was a bit worried, if there was a connection with the person invited Marto Sentono certainly there would be people who participated in watching at TKP as well as the temple saw. And it could get caught if Yasin was her and that ruined the plan she had prepared.

“For a while sir, I do not want to go there in a crowded condition of the audience. What if we go there two or three only, so I can focus and it has to be night to avoid the crowds.” Yasin.

“Bby sir, later I invite one personnel to keep watch, which to TKP directly enough just the two of us.” Answer Mr. Yadi.

“Betul pack, and one more pack while don't call me Yasin sir. But call me by my old name Zain only. Because Yasin is currently being hunted by someone.” Answer Yasin.

“Good sir Yes.. Uh Mr Zain, sir Zain who's hunting ?” ask Mr. Yadi.

“Kerabat of our old Enemy, and there is a possibility also related to this event sir.” Answer Yasin.

Mr. Yadi was shocked and wide-eyed, not expecting if he was transferred again his duty in Yogyakarta will be faced with the enemy of the old enemy or his descendants.

“Means this will be Nostalgia we dong pak, invite sir Sena and others also pak.” Said mr. Yadi.

“Sorry sir, but my brother Zulfan is no longer there, so the victim of the braking time was.” Yasin said it was sad to remember Zulfan. And that also makes Yasin hesitant to invite his brother to join at this time…!

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