Unknown Baby
Paper

"Now we begin to honesty each. Sha, you really didn't give birth to that baby and set me up, didn't you?" tanya Faiq started looking for the root of the problem.

He sat cross-legged in bed with a bright light. Faiq's room was quite wide, there was a new dressing table on display for Myesha and also a Faiq work desk next to the window. Two-door cabinets and large glass that stick perfectly.

"Remember one month ago when I paid the rent, I wore a tight shirt because I wanted to condangan, Mas see for myself my stomach is not distended. That's proof that Yuno's not my baby. Now it's my turn, though,

"Did Mas impregnate women but Mas did not want responsibility, until the baby was dumped in front of the house?"

Myesha confirmed her glasses, trying to be more comfortable dealing with Faiq.

The man took the Koran that was on the nightstand. He purposely prepared it to prove his innocence.

"I could have sworn that I never committed adultery, I did like pretty girls. But never fucked her."

From this they know that Yuno is not the baby of any of them.

"That means we're really being framed? Who set us up?"

Considering this all happened due to the actions of irresponsible people made Myesha very angry. Face grim. Want to claw at people who make his life runyam.

"There are some people I suspect."

Faiq said that while getting out of bed, he walked towards the desk. Pick up the paper and pen there and then walk back to the mattress. Facing Myesha back.

"Who do you suspect?" myehsa asked, watching the blank paper before her.

Faiq drew something there, the location of their house. And mark some places he knew there were CCTV cameras.

"I'm suspicious of local elites. They're the first to accuse us."

Faiq drew a pak lurah and an RT pack like a chicken claw.

"I only know the global elite like the world's top brass. Who is the local elite?"

This time Faiq's eyes looked at Myesha confidently, "Pak Lurah and Pak RT. It could also be someone who has power like Mr. Camat."

Myesha folded her hands after confirming the glasses. Staring at Faiq uncertainly.

"If I'm more suspicious of a college boy who snails next to the house, because I've caught him stealing my panties. It could be him who stole your blanket, ma'am."

Myesha squinted at Faiq, indeed a beautiful person cannot steal? Myesha.

"Where I know. Put them on the suspect list."

The girl picked up the pen that Faiq was holding and then wrote her own names Susi and Tina there. Drawing their faces with the features that Myesha knew. The comic drew the two girls a cute version of chibi.

"Who do you think you are?" faiq asked after Myesha sat straight before him.

"Riki, the keeper of the mini market next to the house. A few months ago I accidentally heard her arguing with her boyfriend because his girlfriend was pregnant. It could be Yuno their son."

"Yaudah is on the list, and Riki is also suspicious. When you came home to Kalianda I tried to ask for CCTV footage from the mini market, uh said he was again damaged. How do we need, really suspicious."

Myesha again drew Riki's face with her distinctive hairline. Marking the mini market as a suspect.

Then Myesha sat back down after confirming her glasses that were about to fall. Staring back at Faiq who was watching him draw.

"Who else, then?" ask Myesha.

There was no answer from Faiq yet, they were thinking together. Trying to remember the people around them who are suspicious.

"Have you had a friend who stopped by the house lately?" ask Faiq.

Myesha shook her head, she only remembered last month leaving home to attend the wedding of her college friend in Pringsewu. After that he was too busy drawing.

"Oh wait, we can find the origin of the necklace in the basket." Myesha gave her advice.

"Quick take." Faiq's Order.

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