BUNCHES

CHAPTER 33

Both landed in metropolitan cities. It seems that the closeness of the two of them is increasingly curious between two people who never stop telling each other and saying hello.

Ujang seemed to smile, as Desy stared fixedly at the bead of the black man's eyes to come with him.

"Where are you going? Why don't you just stay in my apartment?" asked Desy spoiledly.

Ujang shook his head, he did not want to look naughty, despite such thoughts. However, back in mind his mission to the city was to ask for help on the embassy looking for the whereabouts of his beloved wife. He did not want Desy to find out before the young girl asked.

They parted ways, Ujang headed for a five-star hotel in the middle of the city closer to the Japanese embassy where he would visit the next day.

Of course Desy was a little disappointed, because he hoped that the man would stay at his family's apartment, to find out about a cold man like Ujang.

Ujang passed with a swift step, before he gave some money to Desy, for the purposes of the girl when they would meet again tomorrow or the day after.

Desy who initially refused, because she did not want to be considered as a woman who was not right, but was forced to accept because Ujang tucked in the pocket of the girl's pants.

In the shadow of Ujang still imagined the beautiful face of Mori the wife. Where's she? What did he do that he disappeared? What exactly is going on?

Ujang's eyes were fixed on an article located inside the taxi seat she was riding in.

His face looked flushed, his body shaking violently, while reading 'his hometown was charred on fire four years ago'.

"What the fuck? What the hell's going on? Didn't I just leave my hometown with permission, Amak?" ask in the heart.

Was it Amak who treated him a ghost? The genie is human? Or what?

Reaching all the articles that Ujang read, he was torn to ask people who know the ins and outs of his area.

Why won't anyone tell him? Why did everyone not want to say hello at that time? Why did the travel he rented from Padang international airport deliver him to get in front of the house that almost collapsed?

Jemari Ujang's hand seemed shivering because he did not believe what he read. This is impossible, there is no way his hometown was destroyed in flames. This hoax is circulating, so as not to get the attention of the government on the poverty of the area, that's all he had in mind.

Rushing Ujang contacted Desy, Minang girl who had one goal with him.

"He must have known about this!" growled Ujang with a face not as handsome as earlier.

He looked like a man who lost his way, even worse. Ujang no less kalud when reading repeatedly the articles that are in the grip.

Desy did not answer his call at all, she looked even more confused. Not even able to think clearly, "Where is the girl? Does he know about all this? If this had been an open secret, Desy would have known it."

Ujang asked the taxi driver to find the apartment that Desy conveyed earlier while at the airport.

Sometimes he asks the truth about what he reads.

"Do you know about this article?" tanya Ujang made sure to the taxi driver.

The taxi driver could only glance a little, as it was still focused on the steering wheel, "That's just an article, Mas! At best it is only limited to information that does not know the truth. But it was a long time ago, maybe before I drove this car" he explained.

Ujang nodded in understanding, but he looked even more curious because he wanted to know more about the hometown that really did not exist.

"Are Amak and Apak only invisible creatures that resemble humans? What I see is true? Or am I like someone who really doesn't know about my own village? What is the fate of my wife? Is it true that the bunian that Amak told me is real?"

"Ooogh God.....!!"

Ujang squeezed his hair strongly, feeling uncomfortable because he had left his beloved wife there. There was regret in his heart, with what was happening to his own life.

Ujang cried so much, he wanted to come back, but no one could be invited to discuss the incident. He just kept contacting Desy, hoping that the girl would pick up a phone call from him soon.

Ujang was escorted to a five-star hotel, flanked by luxury skyscrapers. If people find out who he is, maybe they will ask for help or even invite to work together.

However, that is not the purpose of Ujang arrived in the metropolis, he just wanted to find the whereabouts of Mori his wife. Heir to the Edogawa family fortune who became the only daughter of a very wealthy.

When Ujang still booked the best room there, at that time his cellphone was back on.

["Yes...!"]

["Sorry, Bang. I was still on the road. What did you call, me?"]

Ujang slightly glanced at the others, exhorting his surroundings so as not to hear all his chatter.

["Desy, can you accompany me tonight? If you want, I'll send you my address, and ask the hotel to pick you up!"]

Ujang was like begging, because he really needed a friend to share this time.

["Good Bang! With pleasure, where did you stay? Is it far from my apartment?"]

["Hmm, the hotel will pick you up! I need you tonight, we have a lot to talk about!"]

Ujang closed his phone, because he did not want to continue the chat through the phone line.

For him, he was very concerned about the privacy of the Mori family, because he did not want anything to happen to his safety.

It could be that Mori's family knows the whereabouts of Ujang at this time, because he still uses the phone number they used to use during there.

Ujang let out a long sigh, his face slightly calmer after getting word from Desy. Only a glimmer of hope could he expect from the girl named Desy, to find Mori's whereabouts.

Ujang requested that the hotel pick up Desy, and bring the girl under close supervision. However, he had to keep his wife's personal and family identity from becoming the center of attention, so as to inform Edogawa San of the loss of their beloved daughter.

Ujang enjoys the beauty of the night through a window that he accidentally opens, in order to calm his mind and mind.

Sometimes his eyes were fixed on the photo of Mori on the mobile phone screen, so he heard the sound of a bell ringing.

Ujang averted his gaze, moving towards the door of the room, peeking out from the small hole available, "Thank God the girl has finally come to accompany me!"

Slowly Ujang opened the door of the room, two security people who accompanied Desy.

Ujang sees Desy's appearance as the same as Mori, his missing wife, and his whereabouts are unknown, "Why does she look more like my wife?" his inner.

"Mori....!?"