Three Generations of Sultans
101. Mafia Baboons

...Happy Reading's...

All the energy and mind, we put it together, until we finally found a meeting point, who was the girl who attacked my sister-in-law while they were on their honeymoon at the time, even though according to witnesses, and the IT experts we worked with when we tracked her down, that girl wasn't in the cabal that took part in the accident that happened to me.

But because they are indeed a plot, I do not want to take the risk, all the while I bab@t run out to the roots, he said, anyway, we don't know if maybe he helped behind the crime scene.

" According to Maps' instructions, the girl's last location was in a village around here." Ken observes Maps and the trails leading to a beautiful village with greenery along the road.

" Why am I such a stranger to this road?" I tried to look at the left right, because it seems like I've been through it.

" really? tumben you want to travel to the countryside like this? how come you don't have any friends or relatives in the village?" Ken who used to be my closest friend immediately squinted both eyes.

" Gosh!"

" why? what's up?" Ken straightened his body when he heard my curse.

" Do you have a picture of the girl?" I immediately suspected something.

After I noticed, this small street is the road to the grave of uncle who has donated both mat@nya for me, I still remember clearly, I remember, because a few days ago I made a pilgrimage there after coming home from the hospital.

" There is, but it is less clear, because he wears a hat and mask all black, only visible eyes, but if his posture can stand it, you could say semlehot, hehe.." Ken is an expert when it comes to assessing the posture of the opposite sex.

" Basic, your brain is just a chicken baboon, nothing else?" I immediately pulled out Ken's arm with a careless look.

(Babylon \= Female)

" Hehe.. entertainment brother, these eyes have long dried up and arid, because of the lack of a flush of affection." Ken even smiled with all his wishful thinking.

" Not that you have a girlfriend now, have you not been pvas with just one lover? how big is your heart, able to hold a few women there?" I asked in wonder.

" Ckk..he was assigned outside the town brother, huft." Ken looked lethargic when he imagined it.

" It's okay, for the sake of your future wife's career, right?"

" It is, but we both no one wants to budge on domicile later, because he has to teach there, at least ten new years can move places."

" Waduh... heavy too huh? can't I move to work because I follow my husband's workplace?"

" I don't know, that's why I'd rather have a housewife's wife, so I can take her anywhere I want, and I can wear it day or night as I please." Said Ken who was often flippant as he pleased.

" Patience bro, if the soul mate must be united as well, if you do not look again."

" Even though our relationship, as the Uwuw-uwnya, ehh. instead must be separated by distance and time." Ken threw his eyes off the path we walked.

" See this Chicken Baboon, don't think of us who are single what? we've arrived, it's the girl's house!" Bumpat our other colleagues, who turned out to be the listener of our chat.

" Is this his house?" I looked at the house closely.

" You guys sure? why isn't it like a big-time crook's house? his house is ordinary, what is the salary of criminals who have gone international is only a little yes man? didn't expect me?" Ken is back together, with all his ducks.

" Maybe he's a simple crook bro, who doesn't want to give up his fortune, could be in his house stashed with chunks of gold and diamonds?"

" He could be a low-profile criminal, right?"

" It could be that!"

My colleagues immediately issued their own opinions.

" Ciihh.. You mostly watch drama series!" I really didn't think about my friends' thoughts.

" Who comes first?" Ask Ken back.

" Why should I? what if I don't know when I see it? I'm a real man, abstinence against a girl?" Speak Ken with his details.

" He's our enemy, you're down to investigate, not to tease him, let alone make him a wife, so come down quickly, if he acts, we're all just down!"

" Why don't we all just jump in right now, shorten the time friends, the day is getting dark?"

" Later he suspects, besides he is not necessarily the culprit, GPS is not necessarily accurate!"

" Haish. fates, if he's yahud you don't envy ya!"

" Fetch.. sackin! bring home all for the offerings tomorrow at kliwon friday night!" I immediately patted Ken on the shoulder so that he quickly went down and investigated the occupants of the house, because that was indeed his skill.

We are used to working as a team when doing investigations, so we already know our parts, although we often joke but our hands and brains work properly.

After a while of waiting, it looks a girl with a tall body, slim and quite densely filled or more precisely as Ken thought earlier.

" Heh?" When I looked at him more clearly, he was like someone I knew, even I rubbed my eyes, afraid if I misanalyzed, or maybe there was something wrong with the looker@nku.

" Who is Ndan? do you know him?" Ask my colleague who was watching the girl.

" What's the girl's name?" I want to make sure right away.

" If indeed the culprit is one of the occupants of the house anyway, in his identity should be named Anindya, because he is the only girl in the house." My friend immediately fiddled with the laptop in his lap.

" What's his full name?" I became more convinced as the girl's face was clearly visible from my seat.

" Anindya Samantha."

" WHAT? SAMANTHA!"

I really couldn't believe it when the name was mentioned, but it was that girl I met in the grave of my kind-hearted uncle a few days ago, and clearly introduced herself as Samantha, she said, I did not have time to stop by his house because it was getting dark, from the burial place we and our family immediately returned home.

" Call Ken back, get him back here!" What am I confused about, is this why Uncle Simon and Uncle Mark closed the case a few days ago?

I still want to make sure, but now is not the time to take action with the girl, because I owe her too much, too much to her father, if indeed Samantha was involved with the Mafia plot.

" But Ndan?"

" No buts, hurry up and get Ken back in the car, we're back in town now!"

" You sure brother? don't want to continue this investigation back?"

" Let me take care of it, we're back now!"

" All right!"

My colleague immediately walked down to meet Ken, even with a questionable look on his face.

" Huuftt.I suspect, my two great uncle must have had a certain reason, so he left the girl's life."

" Haissh... I must be late to get home to the city, sister Hana must be straight to the impromptu lecture tomorrow, I must prepare a way to seduce him so that he does not get angry later."

I repeatedly let out a long sigh while glancing at the watch in my hand, and still did not think that Samantha was a Mafia or a big-time criminal.

Because the first time I saw her at her father's funeral, she looked like an innocent and meek girl, even when she saw her tears falling over her father's belly button, my heart seemed to be slashed by it.

We can not judge a person just by his appearance, because the casing does not guarantee the quality of the contents inside. But I can't come to a conclusion before I know what the reason for the Mafia Baboon is.

... "Destiny is a mystery. Man can only suppose and guess where his destiny for life choices revolve, because God endows us with reason and mind, because man is not a puppet."...