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Jas alma mater part 3 (Thriller Story)

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Toni was still thinking about the incident that just happened at the restaurant where she had breakfast. He realized that since he told me, when he asked Rendy something always diverted to the topic of conversation about him.

Toni did not stop thinking, she was acquainted with a criminal. When getting acquainted is not seen if Rendy is a criminal. But why are the three people who claim the government apparatus looks like a thug. Is it possible that the three people are police disguised as thugs. There are many like that.

Toni plans to attend a public lecture this morning featuring a source from the capital. The event was organized by the BEM campus. And he was an event organizer. As a committee must use the alma mater as a dress code that he is a committee in addition to the committee ID card.

The car drove to the campus destination of one of the famous universities in the country. During the drive, his mind was constantly filled with questions that had just happened. As a campus activist, he wanted to know what the incident just now concerned with the case. Is there a connection with any of the cases being reported ? but all his devotion got no answer.

Upon arrival at the campus, Toni parked her car in the courtyard of the multi-purpose building where the event was held. He did not go directly to the location of the event, he went to the toilet first to wash his face and calm his mind.

Toni uncovers her alma mater coat and attaches it to a clothes hanger on the toilet wall. Then wash your face in the sink. After feeling refreshed, he took his alma mater coat back and put it on while going out the toilet.

Tony stopped his steps. He felt his alma mater's pocket. There's something in his pocket. He sure never put anything in his alma mater's pocket. His hand reached into his pocket and took out a small box of transparent plastic. It's an MMC. A memory card.

Strange, he doesn't have this thing. And no one ever told him. Whose is this? He wondered if his alma mater's suit had ever been switched with his friend's. He reopened his suit, and found a name on the neck of the suit. Own name!

Who is this memory card?

Maybe someone named Rendy put it in his pocket. It seems like Rendy did when she was asked to move places by Rendy. He wondered if the contents of this memory card. Do not contain confidential data. If true, then he is involved in a State case.

Cold sweat drenched his forehead. His body feels weak. He sat in the chair of one of the building's facilities. Ah, he felt involved in a criminal act. What he should do. Confused, is it just thrown away?

Toni's little heart rejected it. He refused to dispose of the memory card, maybe in it is not a stolen data, maybe a crime data of a certain group. Hm.. Toni became curious about the contents of the MMC.

After the event he will see on his laptop, whether the contents of this MMC data. Toni immediately stepped towards the location of the public lecture event, she had to prioritize her responsibilities as the organizer of this event. He returned the memory card to his alma mater pocket.

***

The golden yellow sky slowly began to disappear. The cool air of the afternoon turns slowly into cold air. The voice of the Adhan reverberated in the sign of the time had entered Maghrib. Slowly it started to get dark.

Toni's at the boarding house. The public lecture at the college has been completed. He entered his bedroom with an alma mater. He put his suit on the bed, then opened the bedroom window so that the air in his bedroom was not stuffy. Then he got ready to take a shower.

All personal matters have been resolved. It was time for Toni to relax, sitting by the window looking at the garden in front of the window. Toni takes the laptop and starts to turn it on.

Toni took the memory card in the pocket of the alma mater suit and opened the contents of the data on her laptop. After connecting, he only found 1 dot txt file. Strange thought. He opened the document.

Phew. Toni's brain can't decipher it. The file contains only obscure code. They don't understand the code at all. He scrolls from top to bottom all the contents of the file is just code.

“Bro, again where?” Ask Toni by phone wasp.

“Again, what is Ton?” Ask his interlocutor.

“I samperin yes, would like to ask for help nih bentar.” Toni.

“Ya have been here aj” replied his friend on the phone.

Toni immediately went to her friend's room. He uses a motorcycle because the distance between his boarding house and his friend's boarding house is not too far away. He thought that with the help of his friend who really understands the affairs of technology, he could dismantle the contents of this memory card.

Arriving at his friend's boarding house, he also recounted the incident this morning at the restaurant where he bought breakfast. He tells his friend that he believes the memory card contains an important and hidden secret. It's just that he can't figure out what it is.

Toni's friend was just a mangosteen when he heard Toni's story. He immediately opened the contents of the memory on his laptop. After the connection between the memory card and the laptop, Toni friend opened a command prompt program.

He wrote a code there. Waiting for a process of code to run. Toni was curious about what her friend was doing and she asked, “what are you doing, Vino?”

“It's process to display all the files in the memory card, who knows there are hidden files.” Reply to Toni's friend called Vino.

Toni then only noticed what her friend was doing.

The process of displaying the entire contents of the file is complete, Vino immediately opened the contents of the memory card file, but still the contents are only 1 file in the form of txt. Vino opens the txt file and reads it. Vino just shook his head, he did not understand the content or language of the code.

“I don't know what this is, it's just like an unreadable corrupted file” said Vino.

“Then why did Rendy put it in my pocket?” Toni asks Vino, though he knows he won't get an answer. Vino just shrugged his shoulders in response to Toni's question.

“Kalo you think this is memroi card, Vin?” again Toni asked Vino.

“Yes don't know, Ton” replied Vino.

Toni sighed, she did not know what to do with this memory card. He then returned to his hostel with questions for which there was no answer.

Story by: M. Rudy Haris

Finishes.

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