Shattered
Chapter 6.

The murderer!!

You murderer!! my son did you kill?!Crazy psycho!

You killed your own real father, where's your heart huh?! Hiks.Hiks give me my son back now!!

I will not forgive you until I die!

You are no longer my grandson, demon man!!

Deg.

Muaz immediately woke up from his sleep, he looked around the room and breathed a sigh of relief. His breathing was stingy, it felt tightness kept haunting him. However, Muaz still felt clearly how the grandmother made her. Highlights of her grandmother's hatred staring at Muaz are clearly stored in her memory.

Muaz rubbed his face rough, then went into the kitchen.Supporting his canned drink, Muaz unintentionally glanced at the door of the other room. The door seemed to be unlocked, the man walked slowly towards the door.

*Isn't he not staying here*? he murmured while opening the door slowly. Muaz was relieved that no one was there. At first he hesitated to go inside, but out of nowhere, he stepped inside.

"The fragrance of honey." said Muaz while inhaling the aroma of the room. Muaz glanced at the book above the nightstand. Curious, he walked towards the book.

My diary. The title in the book. Muaz slowly opened the book. Muaz thought there would be many notes written there but in fact not as he imagined.in the book there is no curses in it, but the photos are neatly attached.

One by one Muaz opened the book, a smiling little Muaz looked at the photo of the little girl holding her lollipop with a bright smile. He continued to open, until the last page. Muaz frowned confusedly staring at the writing on that last page.

Can I be happy?

Muaz was certainly very surprised by the sentence, how not all in the photos of the little girl seemed happy, then why is the last sentence on the page like that? Not wanting to take a headache, Muaz put the book back into its place, he put himself in bed. Staring at the sky of the old room before his eyes began to close in on his dream.

***

Hazel ran around her home complex, a dawn that had not yet revealed any sunlight. Hazel breathed in the fresh air, although she was seen running seriously but her mind thought of something else. Hazel is thinking about the case. He has not found a bright spot at the heart of the case. Last night, he was busy struggling with the evidence he had just obtained, instead of getting a bright spot but instead making the case even more complicated to solve. Hazel is confused now, is Muaz the killer or is the man just caught up in the matter?

"Arrrgh the more it hurts my head to think about it!" his grunts while sitting on a large rock located on the edge of the river near his house. Hazel looked down at the flowing river, and she took a small pebble and threw it into the river.

"What's really going on?"

Hazel again threw another small pebble.

"What are you doing?"asked someone not far from Hazel, Hazel was surprised to turn to the voice.

"Sorry who?" ask Hazel in wonder.

"Include me Iram" said the tall man, as the atmosphere was still dark, Hazel faintly looked at his face.

"Hazel." he turned back and looked back at the river.

"May I sit here?" ask again, Hazel just nodded. Iram sat on one of the large stones not far from Hazel.

"Do you have a problem?" ask Iram.

Jeez, this is the guy who did it anyway. He did not like this new person.

"No." she replied.

"Then why do you look so upset, if there is a problem you can tell me." Iram bargained while smiling.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to sharing stories with strangers. I'll go first excuse me." Hazel got up and ran away the next morning without looking back. Iram looked at Hazel who was running away.

Attractively. His murmur showed a grin on his face.

***

"Astagfirullah Non, I guess who it was." Tina is surprised that Hazel suddenly runs into the kitchen.

"hehehe sorry Tin, I'm thirsty" he said, sipping the water until it ran aground.

"Slow non, ntar chokes."

Hazel wiped her mouth and smiled faintly at Tina. Tina shook her head at the behavior of her master's daughter. Hazel walked straight up the stairs to her room. When he wanted to get into the room, he saw his mother had just come out of the room while carrying a large suitcase. Hazel didn't care where her mom was going, she stepped into her room.

"Hazel!" call Tresya. Hazel, who was on the doorstep of her room, turned to her mother, rarely calling herself.

"Yes?"

"Hmm, Mami is both Papi going out of the country for a while, you don't think?" ask Tresya.

Hazel sighed softly "Don't Mami ever ask me for permission to leave, why is Mami permission for me now?" said Hazel coldly.

"I'm a grown-up Mi, I can take care of myself. It's just that I want to remind one thing, please respect the time for the person Mami abandoned, not to regret later." he said again with full meaning. Hazel closed the door to her room.His tears escaped wetting her cheeks, leaning against the door.

Stupid, I shouldn't have said that to Mami.

Although he is now twenty-four years old, it is nothing if he asks a little attention from his parents. Memories of his childhood are not like other children who get affection and even the full attention of his parents. Hazel tries hard every day.

"Hazel you must be stronger, you must be stronger!" he said strengthening himself while wiping his tears. There is no time to mourn his important life keep moving forward.

Hazel looked at her face in the mirror, revealing a faint smile. Yes, the fake smile that he often showed to everyone.

"Let's get excited! Solve the man's case!" his voice encouraged him. He went straight into the bathroom to clean himself up. Hazel

after Hazel dries her hair with a small towel, Hazel hears a ringtone from her phone. He also lifted it up.

"Assalammualaikum hello?"

"Va'alaikumsalam,Zel. You went into the office today, right?" ask Delia across there.

"Yes, I come every day, why do you keep asking?" gerutu Hazel's.

Sounds from his best friend. "You're like a hoe, it appears suddenly gone suddenly so I kept on nanyain." explained Delia at length.

"Give up, I'm out investigating the case. Take care of your problems there."

"You are a dear friend yes, O God when he has a life partner so that his life is colored."

"Hey you should have prayed for yourself Adelia" he rubbed her while drying her hair

"Damn it, I as your best friend I want you first to marry me new."

"Don't think of it, I haven't had a thought of it yet." Hazel glanced at the photos of the investigation she was displaying.

"Haiis you are!" grumbled Delia.

"Udah first, I'll see you there." Hazel turned off the phone unilaterally without hearing the other party's answer.

Hazel noticed a strange thing, she immediately looked carefully at the photos. Hazel then rearranges the location of her photos as per the events of that night. With his instinct, he managed to arrange the location of the photo. He rewinds his steps so he can see all the photos he taped.

Hazel was surprised to see that the evidence she found yesterday was different from the evidence Muaz had uncovered. He took the photo and took the evidence he got yesterday.

Deg.

"How can the knife be different?" tanyanya looked at the two photos. "Did Muaz use two knives at once?! That's very unlikely. Cih, I have to ask him directly." he muttered quickly he put on his jacket running out of the room. Hazel drives her car to her apartment.