
In the second cage, the hospital attendant slowly opened the cloth covering the face of the corpse. Gus Aaron and Abah Dul stared fixedly at the pale face behind the cloth that began to unfold without blinking a single bit.
“Astagfirullah! This is also not our brother!” pekik Gus Aaron's.
The two policemen who witnessed the reaction of Gus Harun and Abah Dul were confused. How could the two accident victims not be people known by their brother?
“But the fathers, two identity cards that we found in T K P were listed by the name of Muhamad Basyari of East Java and Ahmad Baharudin were recorded as citizens of Kutai East Kalimantan,” said the younger police officer.
“True gaffers, the identity of the two victims we found were only two that were scattered along with two backpacks in the middle seat with this victim,” the middle-aged police department assured.
“But sir, these two dead victims are not our brothers we were referring to. His face is very different there is not a single resemblance at all either a person named Baharudin or Basyari,” sergeant Gus aaron.
“Iya sir we know very well our –brother's brother. Especially after seeing his car sir on television, I know very well that the car owned by Basyari sir,” said Abah Dul assured.
“Is it possible that the name and address on the resident sign card is just a resemblance to the brothers you mean sir?” ask the middle-aged police officer.
“Maybe it could be like that sir. But we are curious, is it allowed if we see the identis card found, can it pack?” ask Mahmud.
Mahmud asked that after he looked at the situation that occurred he found an awkwardness. If you see the belief in Gus Aaron and Abah Dul before, both feel very confident that the names are his friends. Moreover, Abah Dul who is very familiar with the vehicle involved in the accident belongs to Basyari.
‘Good, good gentlemen. Let the bodies of the victims of this accident temporarily stored here first, if in the predetermined period of time there is no family who admitted it then the bodies will be buried. Now the fathers come with us to the police station, because the case was handled by us there,” said the middle-aged police officer.
“Good sir, come..” Reply Gus Aaron and be taken Abah Dul and Mahmud.
A moment later the middle-aged policeman was seen talking to one of the hospital officers who pushed the first cage. Then after that the two police took Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud stepped away from the location of I G D to the police station.
Along the way to Polres, Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud who were sitting in the middle seat were silent, his eyes staring straight into the road following the police car in front of him. The three sank into his mind each thinking about the incident just now in the hospital.
Their minds were filled with questions about the bodies of two identified victims named Basyari and Baharudin. But in reality the two names do not correspond to people they know.
“kok can be exactly the same name huh?” gus Aaron asked, breaking the silence.
“Iya Gus, this is very strange, if you see the car and the names of the victims I am sure it is Basyari but why other people?” abah Dul said.
“It's really hard to digest with sense. If it's true that Basyari's car and his K T P's are also Basyari's name why is it on that guy?” murmured Gus Aaron.
“The only way to ensure the truth we see the photo in his K T P later. Yes, I hope that it is just a coincidence that there are similarities in the names of not K T P Basyari and Baharudin friends
us,” said Abah Dul.
“But Dul, what if his K T P photo is really Basyari and Baharudin?” ask Gus Aaron.
“Haaahhh.. if that is logically impossible Gus, surely the other photo is not a photo of Basyari and Baharudin.
“What time is it now?” gus Harun turned to look at Abah Dul who was sitting in the middle seat.
“Mau five hours Gus,” says Abah Dul.
It did not seem like the day was getting late when Mahmud's car, which was driving a police car, entered the parking lot of the Purwokerto Resort police station. After parking the car, the three rushed down and walked towards the two policemen who were waiting for him in front of the entrance.
“Fathers please wait in that chair first, we want to report it to the leader,” said the middle-aged police officer while pointing at the waiting chair.
“Good sir, please,” says Gus Aaron represents his two friends.
The two policemen briefly chatted with the guard officer sitting at a table that read Complaint Service, and the two hurried away to enter another room.
Before long, one of the two officers appeared and approached Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud. The young police officer invited the three to follow him into one of the rooms.
Inside the AC room there are four police officers, two of whom are police officers who met at the hospital. They were waiting for Gus Harun, Abah Dul and Mahmud to sit in the guest seats. After greeting the four police officers, Gus Harun and two of his friends are welcome to sit down.
“Do these fathers know the names of the two victims of the accident?” ask a police officer who handled the accident.
“Follow sir, we initially saw the news from television. After seeing the car that was the accident and the names of the victims mentioned, we are very confident that the two names of the victims were our brothers sir,”
answer Gus Aaron.
“Then according to my colleague's report, he said the two victims were not people who father –bapak know? Did you not see wrong?” ask officer.
“No sir, we know very well the face of the name of Basyari and Bahrudin our brother was sir,” replied Gus Aaron.
“This is the stuff we found in the victim's car identified based on the K T P we found. Try the gaffers see the photo in K T P – K T P,” said the officer thrust two pieces of K T P.
Gus Harun and Abah Dul immediately took each one of the identity cards given by the police officer. Then the eyes of the two were immediately fixed on the photo plastered in it.
“I, this is true Baharudin our brother sir!” screeched Gus Aaron as his hands trembled.
“This is also true Basyari!” abah Dul.
Mahmud himself immediately uttered Innalillahi while closing his mouth. While the four police officers frowned at each other's eyes.
“Any once...” murmured the police who questioned Gus Harun and his two previous friends.
“But sir, the two bodies of the victims of the accident are not our brothers like the ones in this K T P,” stressed Gus Harun.** CONNECTED