Cajaroh

Interrogations

"Good Day Mr. Rois..." The voice of the Police that shook me earlier startled me, or rather blew my daydream.

" Ouw. Yes Noon sir. I smoke can ya ?" I said.

" No papa, just relax" he replied.

That cop sitting opposite me was just stymied by the table. Maybe his desk. A moment later he lit a cigarette. In my heart said. " It turns out that it can be done here" Indeed we are in the room, but there is a large window that can immediately see a large enough hole if opened. So no problem smoking here I murmured.

Tok tok...

The police's clove cigarettes were pinned to the ashtray.

The cop started using my name, address and everything about me.

I answer everything for what it is.

" Nopo genengan do not know me sir. why the Name Address etc ?" I said.

(do you not know me sir, why Name Address etc.)

" Not that Mr. Rois, this is the Official Procedure.if I usually even use Javanese. But because it's a matter of the Service, yes I use the National language."

" Owh !"

I just muttered, and nodded.

" So Mr. Rois said, look there's a snare scar on the victim's neck. Right ?" ask the cop.

" Yes sir "I answered.

I'm starting to get upset, sorry why did you say that...?!?

" This is the result of the Autopsy while it's out sir "

The police continued their talk.

" But it's not done yet." continued the police again...

" The victim carries no identity. So it hasn't been identified Address Name & Status yet..." The cop had a long talk that some of me didn't understand.

Because I remember my family at home, so do not focus on listening to the speaker.

" The current identitication, indeed leads to MURDER" the police said.

I got goosebumps, although I could initially conclude so.

" Sir Rois was able to conclude so too sir ? "

Ask the police, without guessing.

" Yes sir, it's only based on my experience as a Rois."

I paused for a moment, while smoking my cigarette so that it was calm and smooth. While thinking, and half regretting my talk at the CPI earlier.

" So in my experience the dead are natural, leaving no scars. Except....!" I said stopped.

I smoked a cigarette before I continued talking.

My voice stopped, I regretted feeling overwhelmed.

" Unless what sir "Task the Police.

I stammered, truly regretting having said a word except.

Really, just a word that actually makes the business longer.

" Sir.k kok diem, except what ?" tanyakanya.

I was surprised.

Take my breath, to be calmer and not nervous. So that no more floss. It is hard to keep your own mouth.

The same goes out of the mouth, if filtered with the brain the consequences can be much different.

" This is Sir....!" Continue again.

" There were cases, people who died. At first it seems natural, but when bathed suddenly his body bruised or injured.but not because of mistreatment or accident. Nor do they have any internal diseases..."

I paused for a moment to sip coffee and return to smoking cigarettes.

" Well, how did Sir.....? "

The police asked again.

" That's my experience, sir.. Maybe there's no clear reference cut me !"

The police then spoke back.

" So, sir, to be honest. Besides because Mr. Rois was in the CTF. I really want to ask you something special. Which is related to the issue of mystical things that have just become rumors."

I'm stunned.0

" What is mysticism, Police officer ? "

I asked because I did not know the latest developments in my region. Because, half a month ago I just got out of town.to *Sowan* my teacher in the boarding school first.

Then, I was asked to stay some time. Because he will be given a diploma (practice in the form of prayer) by my teacher. And just got home this morning.

"Today, there are many oddities, from the start of the dead to arrive without pain without a definite cause. When bathing, or when buried. Almost all corpses bleed, not only from the mouth and nose. even the limbs were intact ?!? "

I was really shocked, is this the reason Abah (Call for my teacher) held me back and was given that diploma ????

" I just found out, sir... ? " answer.

The police looked shocked.

" It is not Mr Rois, who is often asked to help bathe the body, if Rois other hamlets do not dare because there is a strangeness in the corpse ??? " ask the policeman.

" Yes sir, but these two weeks I'm out of town. So if there is such a thing, handled baddal (deputy /substitute ) me. "

The policeman nodded.

" Owh.... Quick, this morning when I asked, Mr. Rois.

You did not connect, even commenting on the corpse that was found !"

I get it now, it turns out that it was at TKP. Max this question.

" Gini sir, if you want to talk about it longer. Later tonight ba'da Isya' in the foyer of my hamlet mosque only.

" Please get me home first !" I asked the police.

"Siayap Sir...! But can I ask for the HP number ? "

" Drag..

I actually don't hold the HP sir. Someone's got my foster son. No later at home, I do not memorize "I replied to the Police, I said,

The policeman hesitated, then said.

" Father let us take my men, do not give my HP note no. Later on in my save and WA. Let me have no Mr. Rois. " Said the policeman.

" Yes sir, so can you." I replied.

" You can use HP, sir. Can I use WA ? "

Ask the cop.

In my heart I grumbled.

Siyal... too underestimate, let alone HP use Computer Not necessarily you lbh can of me.

Sosmed account from fb, IG twitter also I have. online business affairs also I paki i bangking. email is also used long, my grumbling in heart.

Maybe most people, looking at Rois is someone who just knows the sagging, bathing a corpse or just ngobatin or possessed people and entrepreneurs. I'm not Rois because I can't do anything else.

But the others couldn't, for fear of taking care of a corpse. Who are not afraid, do not understand the procedure

I was silent for a long time.

" Can you sir ? " Ask the policeman.

" Oh yes can, later if it has reached my house lgsg save no Father. And I will be pink later. "

The police didn't answer just dumb, though,

long story short until I was home. and the HP held by my son I asked to ngesave no. The police. Then I sent Wa to his youth.

" This is Mr. Rois !" chat me to the police.

Want not to pink just kanya like ABG and not polite.

....

search references

I opened the yellow book, and opened the lap top. Looking for a good business opportunity, while also looking for literature on ghoib science based on the views of 4 schools.

When I saw the clock.

Already showed at 16:30'

it started to run out dhuhur, around 12:30. It doesn't feel like it's been less than 4 hours. I took ablution and Ashar prayer

Just wanted to find a fishing spot even met a corpse.

Owh yes.

Later that night, Isya made a deal with the police. Want not.

After praying asar lgsg balesi email, people who consult religious issues.

Because there are some people who like to consult via email compared to Wa or other social media.

Nothing, It is the intention to be a servant of the People.

No selfless Salary, hehehe.

Just want to rest wait for Maghrib.

" Assalaamu 'alaikum.." the voice of greeting from Amir.

" Wa 'alaikummussalam." I replied.

I saw the Amir who used to replace my work as Rois, if I wasn't home

"Summer mir....!" I asked Amir.

(in mir.)

" Njih Sir....! "

(Yes sir )

Very beautiful answer.

Because time is almost Maghrib.

Amir didn't tell me to prepare Maghrib first.

So do the readers, maghrib first yes.

Later his progress increasingly into mystical & horror..

...connect...