Young Miss Assistant
Self Defense

As the scene resumed, Tomy began to climb onto the stage where the previous event was held, his eyes probing observing things that he might find strange. Until finally back down, the young man wearing glasses complete with bow tie closed his eyes.

Imagine, Jeny and Renata are arguing. A moment later the woman was dipped in mop water, the attention of several guests including herself.

Tomy opened his eyes, looked towards his watch, walked in quick steps, following Renata's mirage that was walking dejectedly towards the parking area.

Measuring time, that's what it does. The mirage in her shadow, the woman, was now changing her clothes. Tomy's watch keeps ticking, until the time when it is thought his stingy boss meets for the last time with Renata.

Imagine the woman's frustration, when Farel's car began to drive.

"From now on." he muttered, determining the time when Renata was alone without any witnesses.

Amateur detective? The word amateur is not in Tomy's dictionary. When given any task he will never do it half-way.

"Unfortunately cannot investigate in his apartment. But if, with this little difference of time he died or was deliberately made dead in the hotel it would be easier." he muttered thinking, stopping the scene in his imagination, where Renata stood alone.

Tomy walks as if he were a murder suspect, looking for the nearest blunt object to hit. However, the parking area, of course, there is only a British key.

It quickly hit Renata's shadow head."But the wound won't flatten out as it's disguised as falling from the building..." Tomy again put his English keys in his car, canceling his assumptions.

"If using a wooden beam, the type of wound on the head will be elongated. What other weapons are here?" he murmured, looking towards the surroundings.

Two hotel guests passed by to talk to each other about the accident that occurred on their way to the hotel. Tomy rolled her eyes starting to smile.

"Car!! Why is it just thought.." he murmured, taking a luminol spray (Chemical substances that react with traces of residual blood, produce a bluish-light-colored reaction for 30 seconds) even though the blood has been cleaned, but the blood has been, but a little trace of the iron will still remain.

Tomy squatted down, squirting at where Renata was supposed to be standing staring at Farel's departure, as well as a few meters nearby.

"React..." Tomy smiled justifying his assumptions, finding a bright spot over the dead end he was facing. One thing that still holds up, how to clean the rest of the blood, without anyone knowing.

Detective Tomy hasn't given up, started spraying luminol into just about any place on the parking lot floor. As a result, traces of the remaining blood were even more numerous. In fact, there is like accidentally stepped on by some people, as well as a pool of blood passed by the wheel of a car.

"Why no one is disgusted or suspicious of his blood" murmured Tomy back to thinking.

"If it's been cleaned, it should use a regular cleaning tool right?" with his various assumptions, the young man stepped towards the storage of cleaning tools.

One by one, the cleaning tools are digeledahanya, of course with already using gloves. Until, finally seen some mops leave red stains.

"Wine.." he murmured, knowing the nature of the stain on red wine can only be cleaned with white wine.

The luminol spray is back in the ejection, this time only spraying a small part of the mop tool only. In order, the DNA on the traces of the rest of the victim's blood is not damaged. The result, one of the mops, showed a reaction.

A smile was on Tomy's face, "The truth is there's only one." he said, confirming the location of his glasses.

A re-design of the scene according to the mirage of Tomy's imagination begins, from where the blood trail is found. To clean the remnants of blood traces. Tomy was silent once in a while at the sight of his watch, staring in his imagination at the scene of a deliberate murder, with more than one collision.

Then the perpetrator, hiding the corpse, spilled the wine. Pretending to clean up the spill mixed with blood. Finally, drive the car to Renata's apartment.

"Enough time, very neat as a professional..." Tomy exhaled a rough breath, staring at his watch.

Tin.tin...

"If you want to kill yourself, don't stay here!!" yelling at someone in the car, who was about to get into the underground parking lot.

The young man wearing his bow tie and glasses was stunned, stepping out from the middle of the road."Wong's Edan!!" swearing riders from cars.

"Damn it!! I'm investigating the case!! I pray that the spirit of the troublemaker woman haunts you!! For obstructing detective Tomy from uncovering the cause of his death!!" Tomy took his vow.

But somehow the feather stood up. Observing from afar the man who had reprimanded him out of the car followed by the black shadow of a woman, with long hair.

"God... Renate..." Tomy ran away terrified, stopping her investigation.

***

Tak..tak..dak ...

The sound of hand fingers dancing on the laptop rang out, Farel exhaled a rough breath doing his job. A moment later smiled, observing his sleeping wife.

The young man was still wearing the full outfit of a nun. Why wear a skirt? Just to be sure, the article even though he can not see, Jeny will slightly fumble the part of the body of the person who guides him.

The woman woke up, fumbling towards her desk without Farel noticing, who was again concentrating on her work.

Prangs....

"Miss..." Farel approached, about to help Jeny, who suddenly cried sobbing.

"Sorry, does it hurt?" the tanyanya helped Jeny get up.

Jeny's hand brushed it off, "Just take some water.." he muttered as he sobbed."It sucks.." he said.

"It's okay, I'll be your eyes as long as you're here" Farel smiled, blowing his fingers through the broken glass.

"That's not the case, I'll just trouble her. But I wanted to meet him, I missed him." he said patting his chest tight, crying sobbing.

"I'm just going to be a bitch." he continued.

Farel hugged his wife who was still crying on the floor, stroked her hair softly, trying to calm down."He won't consider you a pest. If you miss him, let him meet you..."

Jeny shook her head, "I can't yet." she said a little more calmly.

The man dressed as the nurse, helped Jeny sit down. Started treating the wound on his wife's hand, "You're ugly when you cry," Farel chuckled.

"She said I was the prettiest, so in any situation I couldn't be ugly," Jeny started to smile, inexplicably feeling familiar with a new nun.

"Your bathtub looks like my husband's, it smells like a green apple..." Jeny laughed a little.

Farel rounded his eyes, let out a cold sweat, "You may be coincidental" he replied.

"Omong said that when you hugged me..." Jeny thought for a moment, between hesitating and not saying it.

Please don't get caught. I did not want to be expelled again.Farel murmured in his heart, his fingers trembling still treating the wound on Jeny's hand.

"I don't feel good saying it..." Jeny exhaled a rough breath.

"Tell me.." he said anxiously.

"You're flat, is there no safe medical treatment to fix it? Like breast implants?" Jeny laughed a little.

"Not everyone was awarded a proportional-sized chest like me.." Jeny's laughter grew louder, patting the sister's shoulder beside her. Meanwhile, Farel was forced to laugh.

Thankfully, she is only good at academics. But in real life, experiencing a slight evolutionary setback.

A few hours passed, Jeny began to fall asleep due to the influence of drugs given through the infusion.

Farel returned to work, still wearing nurse clothes. Until the sound of knocking on the door was heard. The young man, exhaling a coarse breath, opened the door of his wife's ward.

Looked a beautiful woman, stood smiling carrying a basket of fruit, "Include me, my name is Clarissa, my father is a friend of Taka's grandfather. I'm here representing my father .." he said withholding laughter at Farel's appearance.

"My name is Farel, greetings, thank you for visiting my wife ..." Farel said with a smile, grabbing the fruit basket Clarissa gave him.

"You're funny too, yesterday Doraemon, and now sister.." the woman chuckled, started sitting on the sofa.

"My wife's mood is bad, I'm just comforting her ... By the way, what do you want to drink?" tanyanya, about to leave the room, took a canned drink from the beverage machine that was in the hallway of the room.

"Anything..." Clarissa smiled kindly.

Farel stepped away, along with a smile on Clarissa's missing face, walking closer to Jeny who was asleep."Husband is too perfect, for a classless creature that is flawed. I will kill you and your son, make your husband my precious doll" he whispered, threateningly. To think that Jeny was a helpless woman who fell asleep.

Brakes...

"Who are you!?" The newly awakened Jeny snapped, reflexively moving hearing the voice of an unknown person. The self-righteous woman, overlaying Clarissa's body, looked for a gap that locked the woman's body in the middle of her eyes that could not see.

"Deliver!!" clarissa shouted.

"Miss..." Farel again changed his voice slightly, helping Jeny stand up.

"In..he who? Why is it in my room." she asked, starting to sit on the edge of the bed.

"I didn't do anything, he suddenly hysterically attacked me..." Clarissa was like a helpless woman.

"Essir him!!" Jeny snapped.

Heard Clarissa's words? Of course, there will come a point where a little rabbit will bite, kick, even scratch. As his last self-defense.

Seriate