Bad Boy Agents

I didn't kill him

“Lo tau?” asked Gayatri who was surprised to hear the brother's speech. The man looked seriously at the blackboard before him.

Galih. He approached the white board and rubbed it slowly. “To Catch the Killer, 1992 film. The film is about a missing teenager in Des Plaines, USA, and a detective named Joseph R. Kozenczak investigated it. He suspects a local businessman named John Wayne Gacy is involved in the case, though the evidence he has gathered proves to be insufficiently strong

“However, after finding evidence that led to Gacy, detectives found the bodies of victims buried in Gacy's property. This man was later sentenced to death for the murder and rape of many young boys and men,” Galih said confidently.

An Alya was made to hold back laughter hearing Galih's speech. He shook his head not understanding the thoughts of the man who is currently the center of attention of his friends.

“Sorry Bang, this is no longer a surgical film. We are facing this problem again. Problem Brother exactly.” Alya reminded me.

Gayatri immediately turned her head to hear Alya's original sentence, without thinking about Galih's psychology. “Alya, are you really ketus the same my brother? He doesn't understand.” Gayatri protested with Alya's attitude. The girl did not accept her brother being treated cynically.

“Ya, okay sorry princess.” Alya immediately raised both of her hands into the air, unwilling to look for trouble with the girl.

Shaka gave a small smile looking at the debate of these two girls. In contrast to Galih who looked serious looking at one corner of the wall displaying many facial figures. He remembered who the faces were there. There was also a face of Gayatri. Most importantly, there was Rasya's face.

“Gue didn't kill him, I didn't kill him!” exclaim Galih suddenly. The man who had the panic attack, walked back a few steps, away from the white board while holding his head.

“Quiet Bang, quiet.” Gayatri immediately approached to calm the older brother down.

“Yes, I didn't kill him. You have to believe that I didn't kill him. Who are they all, WHO?!” shouted Galih who was frightened. The man's body trembled, then crouched in place while holding his head bowed lethargic.

“Abang, relax. We all believe it wasn't my brother who killed Rasya. That's why we gather here for nyari tau.” Gayatri crouched down, to calm her brother down.

“No, I didn't kill him Yes. I didn't kill him.” Galih still continued to mutter the sentence while hiding his head between his legs, until his thin body curved.

“Gue peraya, I believe.” Gayatri hugged the man tightly. He looked at Shaka and the man shook his head. Looks like Galih's condition can't be forced.

“Bang, we go to Brother's room first yes, Brother needs rest,” refer Shaka.

The man raised his head, looked at Shaka with his frightened face and tearful eyes.

“Lo wants revenge, right? Huh uh?! You want revenge, right?” suddenly Galih gripped Shaka's shirt tightly, staring intently at the face of the man she felt was similar to Rasya's.

“No, I won't take revenge on you. I want to find Rasya's real killer, so you don't keep feeling guilty!” shaka shouted back, gripping Galih's shoulder tightly.

The man shook his head while sobbing. “Gue didn't kill him. I didn't kill him.” Galih remained with his sentence which he repeated continuously. He remembers when people constantly forced and cornered him into admitting something he did not do.

Gayatri felt that the condition of Galih was not possible. “Ayo join Aya Bang,” said Gayatri who took Galih away from this room. Galih followed, with her head bowed and continued to mutter the same sentence with her soft, frightened voice.

The man was taken back to his room. Gayatri put him in bed and gave him medicine and drink. “Gue didn't kill him Yes. You believe it, right?” ask the man again.

“Gue believe. A thousand percent believe, that's why I want to be healed. Not just me, but Shaka. I'll find Rasya's real killers and the people who ruined our family. You must believe Bang, you must be strong.” Gayatri spoke with fury. He wanted to encourage Galih not to despair and slowly fade his fear.

“Now you rest yes, I will be here nemenin lo. So you do not need to be afraid,” said Gayatri with full seriousness.

Galih just nodded. Slowly he lay down his body and enveloped the body to the limit of the chest. Gayatri also lay down beside Galih and occasionally examined Barkah who was sleeping below with a mattress. The man slept well until he snored loudly.

Breathing relief can be exhaled by Gayatri when he saw the panic of Galih that began to be controlled. Gayatri rubbed his brother's arm to put him to sleep. It seems, tonight he will stay in Galih's room.

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By morning, Barkah's voice vaguely disturbed Gayatri's sleep. The girl opened her eyes slowly and then squirmed.

“Udah morning,” whispered Barkah who already looks fresh.

“Iya Beh,” Gayatri rubbed her face rough and yawned. It felt like he had just closed his eyes for a few minutes, but it turned out that morning was approaching.

Gayatri was forced to get up and sit down for a while. He looked at Galih who was asleep curled up beside him and was still asleep.

“Lo why is nginep here? Emang semalem Galih mosquito?” ask the curious barkah. His voice was slow, afraid to disturb his son.

“Ngak Beh's. Aya just want to take care of my brother,” Gayatri was forced to lie, there is no way he explained the truth to Barkah.

“Yes, sono shower. Come back again,”

“Iya Beh,” Gayatri gets out of bed. A little wriggling until his hands stretched out and still yawned once before then he massaged his own shoulder that felt sore.

The girl returned to her room, to take a bath and dress in uniform. While pecking himself in the mirror, he recalled last night's events. It seemed that Galih had begun to wake up, although the man was still probably reacting extreme when recalling the heartbreaking incident. Although the condition is not completely good, at least the man can already talk Gayatri.

Out of his room, Gayatri finds Shaka enjoying his breakfast. The man looked at me and smiled, “Morning!” sweep, lightly.

“Again,” Gayatri chimed coldly. He pulls up the chair next to Shaka and notices the man enjoying his omelette. “What time do they go home?” Gayatri is curious about Alya and David.

“Long time from lo go.” That's Shaka's only sahutan. He took a plate of omelette that had been prepared Barkah, complete with a glass of milk and pieces of fruit on a separate plate.

“Still,” says Gayatri.

“Sama-sama,” Shaka said casually and fed the omelet back to his mouth. They had breakfast quietly, to replenish the drained energy.

“What are our plans for Dion?” Gayatri asked curiously.

“Habokin first breakfast, later we discuss in school.” Shaka tapped on Gayatri's plate with his spoon until it rang. I don't know what Shaka is planning right now.

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