My Maduku the Princess in my house
chapter 41 is not as easy as one might imagine

POVS. Hendris

johan and I took turns driving, when we were tired on the way we rested and filled our stomachs at the stall on the side of the road ,after going through a tiring journey, we finally arrived at Johan's house in Bengkulu .

home located in the outskirts of Bengkulu city, Johan was born and raised in Bengkulu, moved to Lampung when his older brother married and took both his parents and also he settled in Lampung , ' he said ,I have been friends with Johan since High School, he has a car business travel Jakarta Lampung .

"let's get down hen.."he said after turning off the car engine .

I got out of the car and followed Johan, until in front of the porch Johan knocked on the door and said hello, The door opened when a young woman stood in the doorway .

the moment the woman silently watched us , Johan smiled at her .

"will Hilda forget the same udo." Johan opened his voice, the woman who was called to eat Hilda soared and hit Johan .

"o Allah, Judo Johan how are you ..?it's been a long time since I've met, of course it's natural that I forgot ." he said happily .

"Oya nakan introduce this friend udo, the name is Hendri ." they release his embrace ,Hilda shines my hand , we get acquainted .

"let's go in udo, please sit me back first to make drinking water for you, of course thirsty from a long trip." said Hilda while walking back .

I was sitting in the living room , as Johan understood seeing me confused , I do not understand the call language of Bengkulu , Johan explained that nakan was a call to uncle's daughter , and udo call brother.

Hilda came out carrying a tray containing two cups of coffee and a plate of talam cake, I was surprised to see the face of Hilda, her face is white her eyes are brown and her hair is natural blonde, is there a family of Caucasian descent ."? my bathin.

"drunk coffee udo ..bang Hendri .' Hilda offered us a friendly

I take coffee and drink it, the coffee is so good to make the body warm .

"wan Zaenal where hil.ngakin't look." asked Johan while sipping his coffee .

"Change again to the city of udo, he said there are friends who want to meet , want to open a business here, this afternoon may have returned .answered Hilda .

Hilda told us to rest while waiting for her Abah to come home, I went into the room that Hilda had appointed for me, while Johan said he wanted to go to a brother whose house was not far from here .

when I entered the room I looked around , Johan's house was good for the size of the village house ' said Johan om his palm oil business ,hence his life is more established than other citizens .

I lay my body on the bed, I felt tired once a day more on the way, when I took the pillow next to me I saw there was a little photo album, I took and opened the album .

on the front of the album there is a photo of Hilda wearing a high school uniform, Hilda was beautiful when she was still in High School and her face is in stark contrast to her friend next door ,I'm sure Hilda must have some blood either inherited from whom .

the next page there is a photo of Hilda below it there is the inscription "Paris with mom"..Keren once Hilda had been to Paris, continue what the mom meant was her mother ."

i-i don't know....

I put the photo album back under the pillow, there's an object falling from the plastic back of the album, I took a flat object like a pendant, there's a photo of Hilda with a young man ,I observed the face of the young man who was hugging Hilda, seemingly no stranger to that face, but who and where I had met .

I put the locket into the album, I put my body back down, my mind still to the young man who was with Hilda, trying to remember but I can still find the answer to my curiosity .

I woke up from sleep and saw the clock on my phone, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, I slept for a long time, why Johan did not wake me up ,my ears hear the voice of the one who is chatting outside .

I walked out of room , Johan sat down with a middle-aged man in the living room.

"you're awake, hen...." Johan greets me .

I approached Johan and the middle-aged man who might be his uncle Johan .

"this is my friend Hendri's name wan (uncle call), I salute uncle Johan and kiss his hand .

"let's sit down please, I also just came home from the city, Hida called me earlier, he said Johan is here." Mr. Zaenal uncle johan explained .

"sorry sir, I overslept, did not hear my father coming." I said withholding shame .

"it's okay, Hendri, now go take a bath, Hilda and my sister are cooking for our dinner later." said Mr. Zaenal while sucking his cigar .

I immediately walked to the bathroom located near the kitchen, Hilda smiled as I passed the kitchen, the smell of cooking is very tempting tastes, my stomach was screaming for filling .

after taking a bath I rejoined Johan and his uncle, we continued the chat until the time magrib arrived, we went to the mosque near the house for congregational prayer .

"what is your father's name hen.."pak zaenal started the conversation when we agreed to discuss the problems my family was facing .

"Sardiman sir ..." I replied

"then what's the name of the man who used to harm your father ."

"if not wrongly named Margono." I said while remembering the name called the father first .

"his wife Margono once borrowed some money to my wife, but when charged she was angry and reported to her husband , my wife was almost persecuted by her, fortunately I quickly mediated ." said pak zaenal .

"now whether his wife, Mr. Margono and his children still live in the region, sir." asked me .

"his wife has died of depression, many citizens who do not like his wife Margono and excommunicate him until he died , two boys somehow , ' 'no where ,her daughter was adopted by people and said she was taken to Lampung .

I listened to the explanation from Mr. Zaenal, in my brain is making a plan how the first step to investigate the problem of the father .

"oh yes Johan,wan had heard the news about a year ago, he said there were residents who saw Margono's son in the hotel Simpang limo area." said pak zaenal seriously .

"really so, wan...? means there's a chance that Mr. Margono's son still lives in this region ." Johan analyzes .

"yes, there is a possibility so you try to ask his son udo bahri, whose name wan forget ." pak Zaenal remembered a name .

"Rafli is not wan..."Johan reminded his uncle .

"yes right Rafli, he will work at the hotel that is in the limo intersection, try to meet him ." back zaenal sir provide information .

the next day Johan and I went to Rafli's house, which was a good distance from Johan's uncle's house .

fifteen minutes driving our car to the front of the house with light brown paint, in the house there is a mango tree that is fruiting, I so remember my wife who was cravings, he said, surely he'd be happy if I brought him mangoes later .

Johan knocks on the door of the house, not long out a middle-aged mother, Rafli's mother, because he still remembers Johan.

"What's up ...." Johan greeted Rafli's mother, I followed her .

"either Johan ...let's go in, take your friend ." uncuk call aunt or Aunt here, I and Johan go in follow uncuk .

"Rafli where***, has been successful now he said he works at the hotel." said Johan .

'yes he works at the Simpang limo han hotel, his children are sleeping get a night shift, just returned home at three o'clock last ." said Uncu spirit .

johan and I enjoyed a cup of homemade coffee and a plate of fried bananas, while waiting for Rafli to wake up, unable to wake his sleeping son .

I took my phone to send a message to Friska .

{fris ...you're healthy right , I'm visiting someone's house on the information of his uncle Johan ,hopefully there is a bright spot ,you doain ya ,do not forget to eat and take care of children }

not long after Friska replied

{I am fine mas , at home already there is om Rahman, I am calmer now ,oh yes father still no progress mas , still comas , we pray for each other mas ,you heart there }

I turned off the phone and .it was in the bag of pants, a young man came out from inside the room, his face was still lethargic but turned cheerful when he saw Johan coming .

"so Mak didn't say that you came han, so I was shocked when I saw you just now ." Rafli chuckles while hitting Johan's shoulder .

"shower there raf first ..face a lot of tah tuh tuh eyes up to the nose ." Johan chuckles at Rafli, I laugh too .

'Wait a minute I take a shower ." Rafli walked to the back .

"by the way there is a need for what you are looking for me." asked Rafli as he sat down with us .

"this is my friend hendri ..., his father was a shaman when he worked in a palm oil factory, there were people who were jealous and wanted to harm his father Hendri, but the Hendri family decided to move to Lampung , ' he said ,before long the man died." said Johan .

"continue what it has to do with me han ." Rafli said confused .

"the son of his enemy's man he terrorized and threatened to kill the father, now my father is in hospital his condition is critical after being bitten by a snake." this time I explained to Rafli .

"Hendri feels someone tried to kill his father by putting a snake into his father's room ,and there is strong evidence that messages sent to Hendri's mobile phone and his wife are related to the disaster that befell his father." said Johan .

"who's the one who threatened your family.bang Hendri ." asked Rafli seriously .

"his son Margono, my father's enemy first." I answered .

sontak Rafli was shocked to hear my explanation, seen from the look on his face .

"according to the info from the woman Zaenal, you've seen her son Margono in the hotel where you work, that's raf." asked Johan .

Rafli looked at Johan and I took turns, he let out a heavy sigh before continuing to speak .

"what you are going to face now is not an ordinary person, it is very dangerous" Rafli said tensely .