YOUNG DETECTIVE
77. Unbelievingly
"I had to Sis.." Then his face turned moody. "My mother is sick. We have no money for medical expenses.."
"Lying, excuses!!" via doesn't believe.
While Deval who heard that instantly turned into pity. "What is your mother sick?"
The boy just shook his head, "I don't know Sis."
"Whose name are you?"
"Udin Kak" seemed to remember a name that had just been mentioned lately.
"Where do you live?" ask Deval while continuing to guess who this Udin is.
"There, the cardboard house area."
"You're Mak Iroh's son?" the shaman who yesterday was suspected by the citizens. Then the boy nodded. Why is he sick? Did he also get the same disease as the rest of the population?
"Itchy pain and rashes like a resident there?" Back the boy nodded, making Deval even more astonished, and seemed to be thinking of something.
"Why Val?" Via is interested in Deval's behavior.
"No, it just so happens to be a case I'm working on."
"Can't be a coincidence, right? Where did the motor get it from?"
"Gue was also surprised, this was rented from an acquaintance motorcycle taxi."
"If so, Lo same boy was using a motorcycle earlier, I was following using a bicycle."
Deval nodded, taking the boy to his mother, who he said was ill.
Then they headed for a bridge, under which there were many houses with cardboard walls, or anything that could cover the part to be protected from the night air.
One of them is where Udin and his mother Mak Iroh live. A roofed hut of rumbia leaves, walled cardboard arranged origin, origin protected from the cold of the night.
Then the child stopped, right in front of the mother who was curled up scratching her body nonstop.
"Mom, Udin's coming home. Udin has not been able to get the money to bring Mak treatment," he said sitting next to the mother who is not stopping scratching.
"Who are you coming with?" mother's voice sounded very soft. He looked old, even though his son was still quite small. Either because of circumstances, or other factors.
"This was a brother who wanted to meet Mak," explained Udin who kept glancing at two strangers he had just known for stealing Via's bicycle.
"Where are you guys from? What do you want to see me?" mother's voice sounded quite hoarse and soft, Deval continued to pay attention to him who was endlessly scratching his body parts in turn.
"Do we need to take her to the hospital?" deval asked a little concerned at the tragic condition of the mother.
"What do you care about me?" he said with a ketus.
Via could only display a cynical smile seeing and hearing their conversation. He saw that mother looked so strange. Just keep guessing who he really is. Looking around the house there are many krenik materials that make the hair goosebumps.
"I feel sorry for Mom's child, to want to steal someone else's property for the cost of treating this mother's illness," said Deval, and Via was still clucking about it.
There was the sound of a soft laugh, then silence for some time, but his hands still continued to scratch his body parts in turn.
"Don't mind me, it's just a curse I've received for what I did. Get the fuck out of here! I've seen enough of my situation, haven't I?"
Back the faces of these two people look confused, Via and Deval try to digest and understand what is happening to this mother. Trying to guess, but afraid of being wrong with what is being guessed. Of course with a different mind with a different head.
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