Detective Ngegas

DJ is Part of Company V

This time only the twins and Jutong will solve some parts of the case. Besides the middle Flower in the healing period, Dimas also suddenly disappeared no news. Even his mother and father were always convoluted when they wanted to tell Dimas' whereabouts at this time. This is enough to make the DJ case even harder to solve.

In the presence of a table, an arch is formed on each forehead of four smart men. Mr. Burhan, Jutong, Hari, and Hira, they were still looking at the paper that had just been brought from the DJ headquarters. Maybe the paper doesn't contain many sentences. It can even be said that the sentence listed there is very easy to read. But the case is another. The sentence on the paper was the only clue that seemed full of pop because only five letters could open the safe. Yes, only five-digit letters can be entered into the modern safe lock.

“Puspa. What is possible motor -.-?”ask Jutong.

“Lho by motor? Ngaco very lu-.-,”balas Pak Burhan with his floor so that makes the twins had a small laugh.

Jutong then fixed his sitting position. He faced Pak Burhan, right in front of him.

“Begini. Puspa it's hard to find what it means. Then maybe it's a play. Whales, vespa. Because the vespa is a motor, so it's probably the code.^!”

When he saw that Jutong was so excited, Mr. Burhan could only furrow his brows. Maybe it's true, it could be. Therefore, he immediately nodded his head and began to press the screen on the safe. It type ‘motor’ in it. Wet sweat can pour on the forehead because of tension. But after the screen displayed a cross image, Mr. Burhan immediately wiped his sweat.

"Not --,”he's limp.

Jutong again furrowed his brows. He rolled his eyes to think.

Silence filled the room. There's no solution. There's no information. All their thoughts that had been made in such a way, could not open the safe. DJ is a smart man. Although there are many possibilities that four smart people think, but DJ is not easy to guess.

The feeling of giving up may never stop for a while. But after that the burning spirit managed to manipulate their heads. Immediately they began rummaging through every sentence in the little letter. And that, is quite draining.

“Maybe we have to pause here -.-,”toward Mr. Burhan after almost half an hour they spent just looking for the hidden code in that sentence.

No one refused. All agree and obey. They both feel tired. Therefore, everyone was assigned to rest today. Only if there is further information will they continue this difficult case.

Day and Hira go home to their house, continue playing online games or open the internet. Jutong and Mr. Burhan return to their respective duties both in the company and in the police. Dimas, I don't know where he disappeared, which he must have been wiping out sweat for a while. And Bunga? How's him? He still can't go home. It's okay, he thought. Being in the hospital as long as he can forget the case for a while is enough for him.

Even so, everyone involved in the case could not really rest. Not because they still feel tired or there is another job, but because this case is very difficult to solve. Even the code is ringing in their heads, in their minds, and in every activity they do.

Hospital, 19.00 WIB

Tonight the Bunga family is staying at the hospital, in the Flower VIP room. Fortunately he had the right to enter that expensive and spacious room. Enough with a thin mattress that his father brought can make the atmosphere of the room become more harmonious, like his own home.

The thing that Bunga is very grateful for is times like this, where he can chat with family. He can swap stories with his sister and brother, or even joke with mom and dad. He feels like a child, not a worker who earns a big salary. His laughter has been burning ever since. The jokes we hear aren't that interesting.

“Actually my sister is ashamed of not being able to help as much as Flowers in our family. You can only try to give happiness in lieu of less help. Brother knows, our family has undergone considerable changes. And unfortunately brother did not enter in the effort to change the situation ToT,”ujar sister Bunga.

Flowers looked at the only brother. A woman who has struggled since Bunga is still sitting on the bench of Junior High School where she has not officially become a member of the detective. A woman who always wants to see smiles on the faces of mom and dad. A woman who bets time and sweat only to change the state of a peer-deficient family. He was the one who initiated this change. He who managed to make father had time to rest from making a living. Flowers loved him very much.

Without thinking much, Bunga hugged his older sister. He clasped the woman's hand with warmth, displaying a smile behind the sister's back.

“Not to be ashamed brother. The brother who helped dad grow the seeds in our family. I was just watering the seeds so that they could become fruit-rich trees. At this time, father and brother have the right to enjoy the fruit that you can plant. So did the mother and sister who made everything possible ^.^,”ujar Bunga. He stopped his words to hear the cry of his brother.

Mother, father, and sister Bunga just stared with a smile. They were moved because they realized that their struggle was not in vain.

“Thank you, brother, for starting all this. You know, my brother sacrificed a lot to help him so he loved my brother so much. My mother, my sister, and me too. We are so grateful to have a big brother in our lives. Yes, kan ^.^?”continued Bunga while looking at his dear person who was sitting sweetly in front of him.

Behind the Flower's back, her brother smiled faintly. He was happy because he was helping.

Mother, father, and sister Bunga smiled and nodded their heads. Then, in unison they hugged my sister. It feels warm and harmonious.

“We are very grateful to you ^.^,”ujar mother Flowers.

“Good sister ^-^,”tippal sister. They also returned smiling.

Such a thing is a joy to the flower. I don't know how many years he's forgotten about this. It makes him think that the world is not just a sheet of paper and commands.

That night, they all slept on thin mattresses, remembering the past. However, this foam managed to provide comfort throughout the night until they slept.

Mr. Burhan got out of the car in a hurry. After that he began to walk into the still active building with his fast and wide steps. He seemed to pull a suitcase that was quite large and seemed heavy. He also carried some paper in his right hand. His face looked relaxed even though his heart was racing.

Some employees, detectives, even guards had greeted Mr. Burhan. However, I don't know what problems made him slow to return their greetings. People can only sigh every time they see Mr. Burhan's behavior like that.

“There is a problem that the culprit of the closest person again seems -.-,”so whispered some people who had said hello to Mr. Burhan. Yes, he has a distinctive expression in some cases.

Mr. Burhan then walked towards the elevator. He lifted his suitcase and walked still tensely. After he entered, the elevator door closed. He also closed his eyes, trying to cover his teary eyes.

The elevator doors opened when they passed through several floors. Mr. Burhan then walked out of there with a more relaxed pace. Of course he did it because he had to wipe away the tears that had dripped on his face earlier. In addition, his pace also began to slow down when he recalled his enlightenment in this DJ case.

Mr. Burhan this time was already in front of a door. Doors that are always tightly closed even if inhabited or not. Yes, that is the door of Jutong's room that is rarely visited by people. Besides Jutong likes to go out of the room, he does not like to be disturbed if he is alone except for emergencies.

“It's me, Burhan. My arrival is more than emergency ToT,”ujar Pak Burhan. He put his face close to a hole that was attached to something like glass.

Jutong who was busy taking care of his laptop immediately moved after hearing the word emergency. He walked to the door of his room and opened with a slight tension. When the door was opened, a man appeared. His face expressed sadness, as well as his gestures. He seemed resigned and regretful, or even disappointed. I don't know.

“Why not phone, sir? Kan, it's night. After all, there is still tomorrow, you know ^.^,”ujar Jutong. He also invited Mr. Burhan to enter his neat room.

Mr. Burhan has not been able to answer Jutong's words. He just walked in lethargy while pulling the suitcase he had been carrying. He began to put his body on the sofa. He stayed there, waiting for Jutong to approach him and ask.

Like trying to grant Mr. Burhan's wish, Jutong then walked up and sat down beside Mr. Burhan. He looked at the man with wonder and curiosity.

“So, what's up --?”ask Jutong. The tone is getting serious.

Mr. Burhan sighed. His mouth had not opened since he had set foot in the room. Then, in order to answer all of Jutong's questions, Mr. Burhan began to put the suitcase he was carrying on his thigh. He took a zip and opened the suitcase. Without much rambling, Mr. Burhan picked up a cube-shaped item from inside the suitcase. The item that succeeded in making Jutong's eyebrows increasingly wrinkled.

Once it was in his hand, he lowered the suitcase and placed it on his thigh, replacing the suitcase. Without hesitation, he opened the object, displayed what was hidden in it and managed to make Jutong was aghast.

“How >~<,”ujar Jutong. He looks very surprised. “Baa.. how can a DJ safe be opened easily >~”next wave.

While Jutong was engrossed with many questions, Mr. Burhan secretly shed his tears. He even let out some moans because of it.

“Pak -.-....,”ujar Jutong. He looked at Mr. Burhan with a slight sense of wonder.

“OK, I tell you everything TnT,”bala Pak Burhan finally let out his heavy voice.

Jutong nodded. He made himself as comfortable as possible.

“After you go home and I tell you to rest, I start picking up the paper that we've been watching. I started looking for words on the internet. Every word, looking for meaning. I knew I was too caught up in curiosity to make me not realize that I should not know ToT,”

Jutong still did not understand what the man meant. He can only listen carefully.

“When I searched for the word puspa, I was so happy because I knew what it meant. Puspa it's a Flower. And I counted the letters, it turned out to be just right. Without a second thought, I immediately put it in carefully. By pleading even. And I had a chance to jump for joy when the safe was finally opened,

“I'm still unconscious. I was too focused on the contents of the safe that was so much information. Good about the members of the DJ, anyone who had been killed by the plotters, people who were targeted because they had wanted to get out of the DJ, he said, about buildings built elsewhere and much more. I'm happy, I'm happy. I also took my phone. There I realized,

“When I was about to contact you, I was aware of something. I immediately petrified. I'm appalled. To confirm that thought, I rummaged through all the documents there. I wish my thinking was wrong. But it turns out to be true ToT,”

Jutong was getting curious. He began to open little by little the documents that were in the safe. He was still confused by what Mr. Burhan meant.

“Pak, I beg you. Don't circulate. I don't understand. Can you tell me what the point is -.-?”

“On the paper it is written. He's the one I love. She's puspa. Puspa it, Bunga. Who do you think loves Flowers in our company ToT?”said Mr. Burhan. He can raise his tone.

Jutong's heart immediately beat so fast. He immediately panicked and took the safe from the hands of Mr. Burhan. He was looking for something in the safe. In fact, until ruffled. After he found what he expected was never there, he immediately dropped his knee to the floor. Crying as if sambail was holding a photo.

“Dimas, si*lan you! Dimas Jaya, is that what you mean? DJ is Dimas? That guy, he deserves to disappear. DIMAAAASSSS ~O~!!!!”yell Jutong.