DARK NOTE
Part 1's. New Victim
The morning commotion blind.
A girl was found unconscious, with her hands and feet tied, in a trench near a banana tree. The condition is quite terrible, with a torn wound in the mouth as wide as 5 cm. No sign of rape. And this is the fifth case in the news on television and in the newspapers!
Diandra was quite surprised. The victim this time is his neighbor, a sweet girl who is notoriously friendly and obedient. At least that's what he knows, in this area of the complex.
The mother roared, chiming in the sound of ambulance sirens that broke the silence of dawn. From the neighbor chat that sounded to the terrace of the house, it turns out the girl intends to stay at her friend's house yesterday afternoon. But this morning was found by Hansip, with unconscious conditions.
Diandra's nephew woke up. Carrying a blanket, he curled up in the patio chair.
"Tante, that's Miss Vienna, right? Who goes to High School 6? Yesterday it went viral on the pesbuk loh. He fought with his classmates," said the disheveled haired girl.
Diandra. What the hell is this SD boy, a toy without his supervision?
"Why did you come out? Chilly. Get in there," the maroon-red pajama woman ordered. "Eh, you're a pesbuk toy again? Where's your HP."
"Ih, Aunt. Not Adel. But it was Temen Adel who said. He said the photo of Miss Vienna had been spread, and so the chatter of many people in the medsos."
Diandra immediately went into the room, took HP and found out what Adel said. He was looking for a hashtag about SMA 6, and immediately met the news of a student fight at the school. Sure enough, there's a picture of Vienna there. The student allegedly molested a classmate for defending another student who was mocked by the Vienna gang.
Gosh darn. The girl who is notoriously friendly in her neighborhood, turns out to have a gang and does not do well in the school environment. Diandra breathed a rough breath. He searched the name of the victim's student account, and traced her address. It turns out to be in line with his workplace. Out of curiosity, he decided to stop by his house after work.
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Adel hollered in silence. Orphans would chatter all the way. Diandra glanced through the rearview mirror, from his sitting position did not look sleepy.
"What's wrong with you, Del?" tanyanya's worried. Diandra does not want Adel to remember the death of his parents due to a tragic accident at the railway crossing, two years ago.
"Later to home Adel story," he answered briefly.
Arriving home, the little girl immediately closed the door and whispered something.
"Tante knows. Said my friend whose father was a policeman, the perpetrator of the Viennese maak persecution, allegedly the same as the five previous victims."
Deg. The child is different from the small. Probably because of the reading of detective conan's comic. He was always interested in criminal things.
"Easy-after. Take a shower, keep eating, "sign Diandra. Adel complied but her lips pouted.
At the dining table.
Only the clinking of the spoon clashing against the plate sounded. Adel was still reluctant to joke around as usual. Brow wrinkled. The grumbling also saw the 9-year-old boy face serious.
"Dell..!" call Diandra. The boy stared at the fork and then remained silent for quite a while.
"Tante, what kind of motive is the perpetrator? The exact revenge? As far as Adel is concerned, the victim has no relationship at all" he said.
Diandra patted his forehead many times and realized something. Yes, he forgot to pay a visit to the Vienna friend's house that was bullied yesterday.
"Del, want to come with auntie?"
"Where?" search without looking.
"To the house of a friend of the Miss Vienna."
Suddenly his eyes sparkled. Immediately spent pieces of chicken soy sauce that dariitadi just stabbed with a fork.
"Come on Auntie," he exclaimed.
**
The green house looks lonely. But he believes there are residents, because the side windows of the house look open. A glimpse of a student's room, seen from a bookcase seen from the outside.
"Assalamu'alaikum.." said Adel loudly. Diandra clutched the arm of the boy who was about to jump over the fence.
"Adel is polite dong," whispered Diandra annoyed. Adel just grimaced while apologizing.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered someone from the side of the house. Adel turned his head and saw a hijab girl coming out the side door of the house.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" ask the girl confused.
"I'm Diandra and this is my nephew Adel. Is it true that you're Sandra?" Diandra smothered Adel's mouth which was preparing to ask strange questions.
"Ah, yes I am Sandra. But. I don't know you guys," he hesitated.
"I'm Vienna's neighbor" Diandra explained. Sandra's face changed after hearing Vienna's name. He looks scared.
"Ah, sorry I came in first. I don't want to be in contact with him anymore" he said. Diandra misbehaved.
"Wait, Brother. Don't you know about Vienna? He is now in the hospital" cried Adel. Sandra sculpting.
"What's? Why?" tanyanya trembling.
"Wina was found unconscious and injured. Now he is hospitalized. So we just want to know a few things," continued Diandra after thinking for a moment.
"Eh.don't know. Maybe a lot, because he has a gang, too" Sandra murmured.
"How is the daily life of Viennese Ma'am at school?" Adel started to pull out his little book. Diandra just shook his head to see the action of the boy.
"He's actually nice, just doesn't like being opposed. But.maybe there is an attitude that hurt others. Because..." Sandra speechless. Face paled. Adel came closer and looked into his eyes.
"There's clues? Um, I mean Adel, because what?"
"Wait a minute. Please sit there, "appoint Sandra on the bench under the starfruit tree. The girl rushed in through the side door. Diandra grabs Adel's hand and invites him to sit down.
"What the hell are you doing, Del?" decak Diandra's. Adel only grimaced as he clutched the black book in his hand.
It wasn't long before Sandra came with nothing. Though Adel wished there was a glass of ice syrup because he was very thirsty.
"Sorry to wait a long time. So, the night after my fight with Vienna, someone knocked on my window. There.." point it toward the only window that opens. Diandra immediately looked at the wooden window, Adel forgot his thirst.
"I was terrified and was about to run out but suddenly someone whispered many times." Sandra was silent, her forehead wrinkled to remember something.
"It seems like this, 'I will help you.I will avenge you', many times until my knees can't support my body. I sat under the bed until the sound disappeared" Sandra said trembling. Diandra looked at Adel who looked serious without fear.
"That voice, male or female?" ask Diandra.
"Either. I couldn't think at the time. Really, I have no grudge against anyone" isak Sandra. Diandra patted the girl's shoulder.
"Is there a trace after?" Adel stared at the window of Sandra's room which now looks more clearly from under the starfruit tree.
"That's..." Sandra took something out of her shirt pocket. A piece of black paper with strange handwriting in pitch black ink. The writing is almost invisible because it has the same color as the paper.
Adel grabbed the paper. Observing strange lettering, such as writing in ancient times.
"Tante knows?" He sent the paper to Diandra.
"Eh, you've seen letters like this. But forgot where?"
"Sister, can Adel borrow this paper?" Adel looked at Sandra expectantly.
"Take it. I don't know what it is" Sandra said. Adel sparkled and grabbed the paper that Diandra was observing. Put it in his black book.
"Attribute, uh. Not polite," ketus Diandra.
"Later aunty, read it at home" the boy whispered. Diandra flicked his forehead without bangs.
"Sister Sandra, we'll go home first. Thanks for the information," said Adel and pulled Diandra's hand. Sandra nodded then drove them to the fence.
Before going home, Adel glanced at Sandra's bedroom window. The distance is quite high from the ground, because the foundation of Sandra's house on the ground. The front porch alone was slouched, likely an adult who knocked on the window of his room. Height about 165 cm more. Adel was silent all the way home. Diandra refused to talk to him.
Arriving home, the boy immediately entered the room and closed the door. Diandra did the same. His body was so tired, he wanted to close his eyes before taking an afternoon shower.
Within hours of falling asleep, the door of his room was knocked repeatedly. Who else if not Adel.
"Tante..tante.akun medsos Brother Sandra what?" the boy shouted without sin. Diandra threw a pillow towards the door in annoyance.
"So in, it's not locked. Search for yourself in HP aunt. Yesterday I tried to add her account to friendlist" said Diandra. Adel went in and went wild looking for Diandra's flat object.
The boy was working without a sound, he realized that he had disturbed his tantric sleep. After getting what he was looking for, near him Diandra who again covered himself with a blanket. AC in his room was always cold, Adel thanked him as he grabbed the blankets that were exposed.
In his room, Adel stared at the HP Diandra screen. Sandra has confirmed the friendship. All of his status can now be seen. Adel begins to search for something he himself is unsure of. There is one post that he finds interesting. The date stated before the fight.
'Suicide is not a sin. I did it yesterday and then I did it. After all, I'm just a helpless little marmot who's always been the material of their mistakes.'
Adel recorded the date and the writing. After feeling enough, he also returned the HP Diandra.
Returning to the room he retrieved a map containing news pieces about the victims of the recent persecution with the same case. Torn mouth. But there is a different one, in the third case the victim's wound was not only in the mouth, but also a broken hand. And strangely enough, all the victims were female, with no signs of sexual violence. Maybe it was a woman too?
Adel tapped the pencil a few times. He remembered all the Sandra posts that he had been able to browse. There was nothing interesting except the post he had copied. The photos uploaded are also ordinary. Photo selfi 'candid' edited with caption of young people today. No photos of friends or family. The family? Adel patted his forehead with the tip of a pencil. He didn't see any of his family yesterday, when he went to his house.
Sandra. Adel wrote the name down to his list of 'People In Surveillance. He took a shower to refresh his mind.
At dinner, the boy revealed his next plan.
"Tante, what if we look at Miss Vienna?"
Diandra. He scooped a few times.
"Can. But promise, don't do anything. That weird thing," leered Diandra. Adel nodded but Diandra saw his expression unconvincing.
Justright. The next day while they were in the hospital, Adel asked a few questions that made Vienna face astonished and upset. But unfortunately, the girl has not been invited to communicate because the wound stitches her lips have not healed completely.
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