Detective Ngegas

It turns out that DJ is....

Flowers lay in her room. He wanted to go home, he wanted to. But because of the DJ, he had to stay in the tall building.

Flowers complaining. He doesn't think out. Why would a DJ do such a childish thing. After all, if stealing, whether to intentionally leave a trace. Flowers can only daydream whenever you think about it.

When the Flower had just closed its eyes, it felt something trembling from under the pillow. He was surprised, and soon woke up. A phone that displays a bright screen. Mother. That's the word on the screen.

Happy flowers are not play. He then immediately took his phone and received the incoming call.

"Momuuuuuuu!!"his yell. As usual, it was teary.

"Hello, kid. How are you doing? Tumben you haven't told me yet^^," said a gentle woman across the street.

Flowers rubbed his eyes before continuing the conversation. He took a deep breath and began to talk.

"I'm good, how's mom, dad, and sister TvT?"

"We're good too. I was worried because you have not called for two days. When I called, Mas Jutong picked up. He said you were on a lot of errands. You okay ^o^?"

"Yes, mom. This is my responsibility. I promised so, yeah, I have to do it TvT, "Bunga took a breath. He knows it feels sick. "I miss T~T's house."

Unknowingly the flower shed tears again. His voice began to grow heavy. It brings out a lot of tears. His heart could no longer hold.

From across the street, Flower's mother smiled. He knew his son's struggle was hard to avenge. Although it is still small but the Flower undertakes this heavy thing. It sounds easy when solving a case and your account is filled up. But that's not what the flowers feel. And his mother knew very well how her son felt.

"Son ~.~,"tell mother Flowers. "If you can't, just go home. You can cancel the contract. I miss you, son. Everyone here misses you. Your father also ^-^."

Flowers jerked. Daddy's? Yeah, dad. His father, who only worked as a tailor, often felt guilty. Seeing the exhausted Flower solve the problem in the city for the sake of rupiah made her feel like a failure as the backbone of the family. His sister, in college. His sister, still in Primary School. And Bunga paid for all that, not his father.

Although Bunga felt very worthy to do so, given the struggles of his parents who had raised him, but his mother and father always felt bad. Flower does not want to see her mother and father always in misery. Although he is now miserable because he has to employ his brain hard, he is sincere. He knows, he has not been able to repay all the services of his parents.

"Sorry, Miss TvT," said Bunga still with his stuffing. "From the beginning I was always a hassle. I have been far away troublesome. Me, ahh. I don't know what to say, Mom. Sorry for agreeing to the contract. I, I really want to be like before. But, I also don't want you guys miserable T~T."

Mother Flower smiled.

"Not to apologize. You, terrific. We, no, our village is proud of you, son ^U^,"

Smiling flowers. When she was sad, her mother could always cheer. It is true that their beliefs should not be ignored. Flowers should be the spirit of living his life.

"You know what, son? Your mother, father, brother, and sister are already planning to go to your city. You are the one who always visits us. This time, we're the ones coming there. Aunt Kelly told us to stay in town for a while. Your brother's off, your sister's too. So if you don't mind, it's okay to visit^-^?"

Sparkling. He smiled happily. Before answering, he nodded his head tightly. He was very happy to meet his family after two months of not being able to return home.

After answering his mother's question, they resumed the conversation. Every now and then, her sister and brother snatched the phone to be able to chat with Flowers. It makes the flowers laugh. Especially when her father talks to her. A voice he had not heard for a long time. The voice of an encouragement. The sound that makes the Flower can stay in this famous place.

It took me almost an hour to get rid of the miss. It was only after the sound of her sister's sleepy voice, that Flowers stopped their chatter. Tomorrow they will get here. Why would he drag on in grief if tomorrow everything would turn into happiness.

The phone is closed at exactly 08:30. Bunga still wants to chat but his mother must be tired. It's okay, lah. His mother needs to rest.

After Bunga turned off his phone, he went to the bathroom to wash his face. Water that feels cold touches the skin, manages to refresh the mood of the flower. He could finally smile back.

Flowers move their feet towards the exit. He turned to face the mirror to confirm his appearance. After that, he started to come out of the bathroom.

When the door was closed, the flower turned around. He breathed because he complained. At the door of his room was now seen a woman who was the same age as him was folding his hands in front of his chest. He looked at the flower cynically. Yes, she is a Flower rival in a different rayon. Reisa Rasyinta, or the detective's name is Ara. Indeed he was the same age as the Flower, but his physique and intelligence were still far away when compared to the Flower. Moreover, he was one year older than the Flower.

"The horrors of a famous detective who is smart, young, beautiful, and great can not solve such an easy case in one day. Even catch people who are not the perpetrators ^,^,"

Flowers roll their eyes. He tried to ignore Ara and went straight to sleep. Tomorrow, the test must be done. Why serve people like Ara who indeed lack the work.

"Yes, you can't answer, anyway. You failed to be a detective, ^."

Yet it seemed like the Flower could not let this person just like that. Especially if you remember the flower is a grumpy. And finally the Flower began to face Ara firmly.

"Gue really bodo very yes Ra if the award is taken. My job is to solve the case, no matter the short or slow. Also the important thing is that my pay is big, even bigger than you have been here for a long time -."

Checkmate! Flowers manage to turn the facts around. Ara also started to get angry with the reply from Bunga.

"Yes, yes dong. You are a child with less money, so money is your priority. Besides, the cave doesn't really need a fee here anyway. Many cave money ^,^,"

"Oh, that. The cave doesn't discuss that but, don't want to know either --."

"Eh, watch your talk! Can't finish aja songong lo case ~¤~."

"Denger, yes Ra. This is malem, please. I'm going to bed. You sing me a cake song, a cake lullaby story, not a lecture but not a clear kayak gini. After all, the case yesterday has gone up in level. And, indeed, the one who was arrested was not the culprit, but he was the perpetrator of the theft of expensive diamonds in your rayon museum. What you should have handled two weeks ago and until now has not been done. I even found the culprit. Inget you Ra-.-?"bala Flowers.

Ara felt stifled. He was upset but unable to reply. It was as if he had been silenced by the Flower indirectly. And it made her feel angry.

"Udah, ah. Want to sleep cave. If you go out, close the door. Later ngunci automatic kok not like the room lo you have to manual --,"return Flowers. He walked to his soft bed and immediately pulled the blanket, leaving Ara angry.

***

"Then don't stay up ~o~!"said Bunga who was sitting sweet in the seat.

"Yes, sorry. Don't get angry dong gorgeousku, we are not married so I'm hard lupain you ^♡^," replied Dimas with his leisure.

Flowers only mumbled and did not answer Dimas's words.

Today is the first day of the exam, replacing yesterday. And they had to leave a bit later because Bunga could not leave without Dimas. The Flower Bag, somehow, was in Dimas' room. And because of that, Mr. Burhan instead told Bunga to all go together .

07.15 WIB.

At that time they arrived at school. Therefore, after parking the bike, they immediately ran into the classroom. Dimas Class is next to Flowers. So Dimas can throw his affection by kissing his hand and blowing it towards the Flower every time he wants to enter class. Thankfully, they are not too late.

10.00 WIB

The flower hangs its coat on the right hand. He entered the school toilet carefully and put on his coat. He immediately came out in a different outfit This time, as there was preparation, he could change his appearance within fifteen seconds.

Dimas smiled sweetly. He welcomed the flowers so warmly. They immediately went to the teacher's office to deal with further DJ issues. When he looked behind Dimas, there stood a boy in the same uniform staring at him cynically.

"Beib♡.♡,"ujar Dimas.

"I.yeah-,-?"bala Flowers.

"Cieee already consider you beibnya you>♡<,"

"Hwhat the hell is >o

Dimas kept teasing her. And the boy, suddenly gone.

10.15 WIB

Flowers appear to be sitting sweetly in a room that has been provided by the school to extract information from the class leader. However, Bunga still remembered the boy. Who her? Why look at the Flower with such a gaze?

Dimas approaching Flowers. He seemed calmer than usual because Bunga had just served his appeal.

"Bunga, the class leader is already outside. Ask to enter^♡^?"tanya Dimas who was replied with a nod from Flowers.

A man entered the room. Flowers deliberately do not turn around to appear more authoritative. He straightened his body, waiting for the man to come.

When the chair before her was occupied, Bunga was surprised instead of playing. He was going to have difficulty breathing. What the fuck?

"You ~.~?"bunga. The man just blinked slowly. "You saw me cynically, didn't you ~o~?"

The man did not smile or answer the flower question. He just blinked softly without the slightest expression.

"Okay, forget that one -_-," said Bunga trying to calm his heart. "So, you're the head of the.- class?" He blinked slowly.

"You're the one who told Priska to sweep the corridor-.-?" He blinked slowly.

"In the morning you're playing hide-and-seek?" He blinked slowly again.

"The important question is, are you in cahoots with DJ-.-?" And again he blinked softly.

The flower felt something strange. He did not see any honesty or lies from this man's reaction. He furrowed his brows, looking at the man strangely.

"I'm Hari_-," he said suddenly. "If you don't ask for a name, I won't answer -_-."

The flower breathes weakly. He also began to be patient.

"Okay, what's your name?"

"I told you, I'm Hari. I don't know yes-_-,"

"I mean.-?"

"Your question_-."

"Why tell Priska the answer is not know-.-?"

"I'll just tell you right away. While playing hide and seek someone patted my shoulder. And I didn't realize from there. I realized when I woke up in a room that turned out to be my own class-_-,"

Flowers silent. He tried to find a gap to find the right clue. And then he realized something.

"Thank you, Hari. The information is quite complete. And, say my greetings to Hira to heal quickly." said Flowers accompanied by a sweet smile.

Day was a little surprised. He then scrunched his eyebrows.

"You know I'm his twin.^^?"abugn.

Flowers just shake.

"No. I just found out from you. You just said he was your twin, right? I was just thinking, ^-^,"

Smiling day. He seemed amazed by the Flower trap.

"I'll say ^-^, "reply to Hari. The flowers smile too. He then went out to meet Dimas and Mr. Burhan, leaving Hari who suddenly smiled cynically.

The flower faced towards the two men who seemed to be waiting for their children. And when the flowers came out they immediately asked the circumstances. It was really like a family waiting for his granddaughter to be born into the world.

"I realized one thing --," said Bunga. Dimas and Mr. Burhan furrowed their brows. "The DJ deliberately planned for Hira, Hari, and Priska to be bait. DJ is a hypnotist. The class leader did not indicate that he was lying. As with Hira, he was hypnotized. And he's Hira's twin ^-^,"

"AH^O^?!"yell at them both. "Who Hira^O^?!"