Rania's Invisible Search
PART 19 MYSTERY DISCOVERY OF CORPSES
"Well Brother still wants to be with me?" ask the driver ojek by riding his motorcycle.
"Pastinya dong, Mas who anter me to the Office through the way a mouse right. It just so happens that Masnya who received my order, Masnya said original here right. Do you know the address on the app?"
"Yes already Brother, if the original here I can know all the regions. I also have to follow Maps, because it is also foreign to this area. The distance is good if from here, brother there is a need to there? business work, brother?"
"Not really Mas, again find a clue. I have something to find out."
It does not feel like the trip takes an hour and a half to get to the area. Apparently this area is very densely populated, and the majority of the living are nomads. One by one we asked by showing the address I copied in the journal book, some of them I asked, claimed not to know a person named Ketut Dewangga. I was dizzy because almost everyone didn't know that name. Then Mas ojol stopped the bike, and advised me to split up to facilitate the search.
"Later Brother call me, we will find twenty minutes under the guava tree alone" said Mas ojol who was willing to help me.
"Okay, sorry to bother."
We split up, Mas ojol to the right and I to the left. Many tenement houses are closed, it seems that many residents leave the house.
"Well how the number of houses in this area is random and does not sequence according to the number, it will be difficult to do." murmured while wiping the sweat on the forehead.
I continued walking until I met an old Grandfather who was burning dry leaves. I greeted him and asked for the address I was looking for, and he said it was in the area. But her home number has been changed, adjusting for updates from the city government.
"Well how come Kek, I have an urgent need. I think Grandpa knows where I can find information about the location of this house?"
"You can come to the village office, and ask for information from employees. There must be data on where the house is located."
After saying thank you, I hurried to go to Mas ojol where we had made the agreement. Mas ojol shook his head, he did not get any information. Then we decided to go to the Village Office, and sure enough there is a complete address data that has been updated. The Village employee gave the full address according to the data update to me, I flicked my finger after successfully getting the location clarity.
"There are indeed Kak number house use in place of everything" said Mas ojol by paying attention to one by one house number.
"Yes Mas, I am also confused why everything should be replaced. Trouble people who don't know like us, we know the address with the old number." I said with a long breath.
Chiiit.
Mas ojol brake the motor suddenly, the helmets we wear hit each other. Then I patted Mas ojol on the shoulder asking him why he suddenly stopped. He pointed to a simple house, there are three plots with the same house number. I took off my helmet and scratched my non-itchy head, three plots of the house with one house number. What that means is this one house that is made into three plots, then where the house Ketut Dewangga.
"Excuse me Assalammualaikum!" I cried half-screaming, several times I said hello no one came out.
After ten minutes of waiting without clarity, there was a woman wearing a brown batik negligent out in a frenzy.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm a nuisance. I just want the name is there anyone here named Ketut Dewangga? I have a need with him." I explained at length, telling of my trip that was a bit stuck because the house number changed.
"Wah I do not know the names of residents here, understand all immigrants. And not everything I know is his name." according to this mother, the houses next to him were his in-laws' rent. And there's been a lot going in and out of the contract, so he doesn't know which person I'm looking for.
"What's contracted here for so long all ma'am? because the possibility that I'm looking for has been living here for a long time" I explained by giving an estimate of the time.
But according to the mother, who lives in her rented has not been too long, maybe only one to three years is the longest. So it wasn't them that I was looking for, so I gave my phone number to Mom, and asked her to call me if I knew anything about that guy named Ketut Dewangga.
"Thank you, ma'am, sorry for the trouble. If your husband or in-laws know about the person, please contact me immediately. Excuse me first, Assalamualaikum." I immediately left after saying goodbye to that mother.
Along the way, I just fell silent with a lethargic body. There was no result from my search, how I would return all the contents in the box to the real owner. If I don't know where that guy is. Mas ojol said to me, if he would help find the person through his ojol colleagues.
"Although not sure to see Kak, apparently more and more help find, more easier for Brother to find concerned."
I would like to thank Mas Ojol for helping me a lot today. I gave him tips and extra fees because he took the time to help me. Then I walked with gontai to the room, saw Mbak Ayu was drying clothes in the front yard.
"Loh tumben came home spit Ran?"
"Yes nih Mbak again off there is work outside. But there are no results after the search." I said by leaning my body against the wall.
"What are you looking for again An Ran? how important is the wealth so that you despair so." asked Mbak Ayu with a curious face.
"Mr's job" I replied not telling the truth.
"You're looking for news for that deadline?"
"Yes you could say so Ma'am, but yes I've been looking for another time." now I massage the base of the forehead, because of the incredible fatigue in my body.
I say goodbye to Mbak Ayu to rest in the room, while he continued his activities. I lay down on the bed, suddenly Malik's face crossed my mind. Since last night he did not show his form, did I scold him too hard. The unpleasant feeling bothered me, I tried to call Malik a few times. But he never came, did he really leave me. God, I was stupid, but Malik wasn't entirely guilty, he just came to take me back, but I blamed him instead.
Now I sit down with my legs, I pray to the Almighty and call upon Malik's name. There was no sign of her presence, now I feel restless. Can not feel if you have to lose his figure, unconsciously tears dripped so hard. I feel like I lost her figure, why did I become like this huh? my mind feels weird.
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