NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#75/Rahima Smile
The clock had shown at 4pm when Zelayin's mother decided to return home from the police station. That day, he decided to include a complaint against Jamblang threat to the police because he was afraid that in the future Jamblang would become increasingly uncontrolled and actually carry out his threat. Because of the threat of Jamblang as well, he now feels not free to go anywhere. Afraid of Jamblang stalking and watching him.
The pick-up car in his vehicle drove through the crowd of the road. Some lonely paths to his new home will be taken. He didn't want to be too dark when he went down that road.
Mami Zelayin sighed harshly as she recalled the amount of money she spent on some police officers. Not asked, just his own initiative. In the hope that the complaint file remains at the top and is immediately followed up. In addition, he must be smart to look for face so that the business that has been diligently protected, even though some police officers know it. With that, he can report Jamblang on theft charges without having to fear Jamblang unlocking his job secrets.
He already did not have much money left as his mistress in the future. In fact, his desire to hire the services of a housekeeper, certainly will not be implemented in the near future.
Mami Zelayin stopped her car and stopped in front of a roadside bridge. For a while, he was silent to see several other prisoners and heavy equipment lined up on the riverbank. Right on the land that used to be his. The land next to the road looks big. No more banana trees and some rice fields like when he still owned the land. Everything is flat. I don't know what the new owner will build.
Mami Zelayin shook her head. Sighing a few times was about to reveal his regret of selling the place. If it were not for the huge debt that was wrapped around him, he would not have sold the place. He intended to sell the land, but not at the price offered by Mr. Ahyar. Thirty million per area. He said it was too cheap given its strategic location. The land is his future investment. He no longer thought of having to sell them per are, but permeters. He predicted, the next two years the land would cost thirty million per meter. She will be a rich woman even if she has to pay her debt. But Mr. Ahyar came to break his hopes. He believes that the most painful thing in his life now is to go down that path and see a big change in that place.
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The sun appears to be declining in the western horizon. Mami Zelayin turned on her car and slowly, the pick-up car drove away from the place.
Mami Zelayin sighed. The streets seem to be getting quieter. The car he was driving had already entered a deserted area. There are only a few cars and motorcycles that travel a long distance. The rest of it was like he was going into the hallway to the wilderness. Fear and anxiety over Zelayin's mother's feelings.
Mami Zelayin frowned. He lowered his head and saw some white paper stuck on the shady tree trunk by the side of the road. At first it did not invite his attention, but along the way, the leaflet seemed to fill the trees along the way. He felt he had never seen the leaflet when he left for the police this afternoon. He's pissed. As he felt he had to rush to his house, the leaflets made him curious. He pulled over his car and stopped near a large mahogany tree on the side of the road.
Mami Zelayin turned her head back and forth looking at her deserted surroundings. Mami Zelayin sighed. He dared to open the car door. He immediately rushed towards the tree and removed the leaflet. After that, he immediately got back into his car and drove it fast.
Mami Zelayin flipped the leaflet that she put on the car seat beside her. Sometimes he glanced. A sketch painting of a woman's face with several large written paraghraphs underneath. He can't read it yet. He is still focused on driving his car.
Mami Zelayin smiled. A stall on the side of the road was seen several meters in front of him. He slowed down his car and stopped right in front of the stall. He looked towards the shop. Looks lonely. But at least he felt safe parking his car.
SOUGHT. A FEMALE
NAME: RAHIMA
AGE: _+ 45 YEARS
Anyone who finds women with facial features above, please contact no. HP is below.
For him will be given Rp. 50 Million Rupiah cash.
...Hubs. 0872341273....
Mami Zelayin held her breath. On his check back the face painting in front of him. He scrunched his forehead. He noticed it again closer.The pain of his forehead was getting louder.
"Rahima," he murmured.
The face painting in the leaflet is very similar to Rahima's face. The only doubt that the leaflet was aimed at Rahima was the reason why prostitutes like Rahima were so expensive. And who's behind the spreader of that leaflet. At one point, Rahima had nobody. He has no rich family background. He was just an orphan that he collected in one of the localization places because it was wrapped in a very large debt. So he thought, it is impossible if there are people who make a competition in exchange for a tempting amount of money just to get Rahima. Even if it was done by some people just for fun, Rahima's truck drivers, maybe. But he was sure that, as bad as the truck driver was, they would not waste their money by spreading so many leaflets along the way. Such futile acts, will not be done by the truck drivers.
And suppose he had to say that what was meant in the leaflet was not Rahima who worked for him, but the painting was very similar to Rahima's face. His eyes, eyebrows, nose, face, chin, even lips were almost perfect. Even today he feels he is facing the real Rahima every time he stares at the painting.
Mami Zelayin let out a long sigh. He placed the leaflet on the seat beside him. A cigarette that had been rolling on the dashboard as he was driving fast, he picked it up and ignited it. Mami Zelayin sighed while throwing cigarette smoke in her mouth. After a moment of silence, he looked back at the painting, turned on his car engine and decided to continue with the curiosity that filled his mind.