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Figuring Out

Shortly after Didi's departure from the Hospital, Mr. Didi did not immediately return home.

The middle-aged man was seen intercepting a taxi, then he named the taxi driver to drive himself to the inn which he had closed for several weeks.

Arriving at the inn, Mr. Didi just went in and saw Damar who was sitting while daydreaming.

Mr. Didi greeted Damar by saying greetings, but many times he said greetings, Damar still did not reply. He was so absorbed in his daydreams.

Mr. Didi immediately patted Damar's shoulder, Damar who was busy daydreaming until jumped in shock.

"Eh? Sir, is Mister healed?" ask Damar.

"I'm already healed. Why even daydream?" ask Mr. Didi.

Getting such questions from Didi sir, Damar was seen scratching his temple that felt not itchy.

He was confused to explain how else to Mr. Didi, because since that day, the inn of Mr. Didi still emit an unpleasant smell.

Let alone anyone who wants to stay there, who visit also does not want to. They seemed so disgusted when they saw the inn that belonged to Mr. Didi.

"Jawab be honest, don't hesitate. I will accept it with sincerity" Didi said.

Damar was seen sighing deeply, then he took it out slowly. Then he started to make a sound.

"the Lord's inn is getting messy, the stench remains smelled. I've cleaned this inn many times, sir. Unfortunately, the stench was still smelled. So, I am putting all the employees here together. Every day I keep watch here, afraid that there is a burrow coming in" said Damar.

Mr. Didi smiled, because it turned out that Damar was very smart, he thought. He patted Damar's shoulder a few times. Then, he said.

"Thank you, because you're so good. Thank you for taking care of my inn" Didi said.

"Together, Sir. Sir, may I propose something?" ask Damar.

"What capsule? Just say! Later, if suppose your proposal is good, I will do it," said Mr. Didi.

Damar smiled, then he said.

"I don't think that stench is a foul stench, sir. It seems like there are people who hate you and send you witchcraft or exhaustion" Damar said.

For a moment Mr Didi seemed silent, could there be people who intend evil to him?

Could it be that there was a person who was that tough and willing to send a grit or a mouthful to a middle-aged man like himself?

"Is that possible, Damar?" ask Mr. Didi.

"It's possible, sir. Because I have never found a carcass or anything in your inn, Mr. Damar explained.

Didi sir seemed to start thinking, could he possibly have to trust Damar's words? Could it be that he had to find the right solution or how?

"Do you have a Damar solution?" ask Mr. Didi.

"How about you go see Ustadz? Maybe Ustadz could help," Damar suggested.

Mr. Didi looks mangosteen, maybe what was said by Damar really thought. Looks like he has to go to ustadz and ask about his business.

"You're right, Damar. Looks like I have to go to the ustadz place," Mr. Didi said.

After saying that, Mr. Didi seemed to reach into his pants pocket. Then, he picked up his phone and started typing a message to his best friend, Mr. Ridwan.

Once near the house of Mr. Ridwan there ustadz, he wanted to ask first, is it possible that Mr. Didi can meet the ustadz now?

<"Assalamaicum, Wan. How are you?" ask Mr. Didi.

One chat message he sent to his close friend, Mr. Ridwan. Apparently, there is no need to wait long.

<"Waalaikum greetings, I'm good. Tumben you sent a message, miss hanging out together?" ask Mr. Ridwan.

Getting a reply from Mr. Ridwan, Mr. Didik seemed to chuckle.

<"Kangen yes, but there are things I want to ask. My inn always smelled bad, it's been almost a month closed. There was no carcass or anything" Pak Didi said.

<"Then?"

<"Isn't there a ustadz near your house, should I ask him? It's so weird, it doesn't make sense."

<"It looks like the same thing you experienced as Reihan had experienced, you wait for a while. Reihan and I will invite Reihan to come to your place" said Mr. Ridwan.

<"Yes, I'm waiting. Assalamualaikum."

<"Waalaikum greetings."

After replying to a message with his best friend, Mr. Didi was seen sitting in one of the chairs there.

Then, he looks dreamy. Damar seemed sorry to see the middle-aged man, he took mineral water and thrust it to Mr. Didi.

"Drink first, sir. Let it be quieter" Damar said.

Mr. Didi smiled, then took the mineral water given by the resin and drank it to the toilet.

"Thank you" Didi said.

"Together" replied Damar.

Damar did not dare to ask anything, he just quietly waited for what would be done by Mr. Didi next.

Thirty minutes later.

Mr. Ridwan seemed to come along with Reihan they immediately approached Mr. Didi who was in his inn.

"Assalamualaikum, Om," Reihan said.

"Waalaikum greetings" replied Mr. Didi.

Honestly, Mr. Ridwan felt very anxious after reading the message sent by Mr. Didi, because Reihan had experienced it.

"Didi, what's the matter?" ask Mr. Ridwan.

"As I told you earlier, in my inn there was a foul smell. Try to end it" Didi said.

Mr. Ridwan and also Reihan can be seen sniffing the room, it turns out that sure enough, there is a very pungent foul smell.

"It's exactly like what happened at my restaurant, Om," Reihan said.

"really?" ask Mr. Didi.

"Yes, Om. There used to be a rotten egg behind my Resto, Om," replied Reihan.

Hearing what Reihan said, Didi sir took the initiative to immediately go towards the back of the inn.

Maybe there are people who store rotten eggs there too, it turns out Damar was one thought with Mr. Didi. He got up and said.

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