Flying Umbrella Swordsman

Visiting Friends

The reason Puspasari took the task of investigating Seta Aji is because in addition to knowing this man - limited to just knowing - also has a neighborly friend with Seta Aji.

Puspasari hopes to extract a lot of information from his best friend. His name is Amba Citra, a girl his age. Amba Citra House right in front of Seta Aji's house. Separated by village roads.

The journey to the house of Amba Citra is quite long. It was a bit of a new afternoon to get there. Before knocking on the door, Puspasari looked at Seta Aji's house. Looks lonely. It looks like the young man is out.

Appearing Amba Citra from within instantly thrust in. After a brief pleasantry Puspasari asked to speak in the room only.

Incidentally Amba Citra room is in the front side by side with the living room. By opening the room window, you can see towards Seta Aji's house.

"It seems like there is something very important 'so you ask to talk inside" said Amba Citra.

When his best friend spoke earlier, Puspasari was looking at Seta Aji's house. Amba Citra who noticed him looked astonished but did not dare to ask.

"Very important" said Puspasari.

"What about?"

Puspasari lifted her chin pointing to Seta Aji's house.

In the mind of Amba Citra think why his best friend is always paying attention to the house of his neighbor. As a friend, no one will be covered up. He must be open.

"Seta Aji, what's wrong with her?" ask Amba Citra.

"I want to know more about him,"

Amba Citra's lips gaping, her forehead shrinking. "Don't tell me you're in love with her?"

Puspasari's turn frowned while pulling her face. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. Understandably Amba Citra thought so, because he did not know the true purpose.

Amba Citra looked at her best friend waiting for an answer. This girl's stature is not much different from Puspasari. Tall, beautiful, only her face is round with somewhat beloose eyes. Unlike Puspasari who has an oblong face and thin eyes.

"I don't want you to think anything that's not it first, I want to get a lot of information about him from you,"

"Well, but are you sure I have a lot of knowledge about Seta Aji?"

"Of course, because you're his neighbor!"

"Alright, please ask!" Amba Citra raised her palm face up.

Puspasari took a deep breath. The impression was as if he was calming his heart to avoid being nervous. This even makes Amba Citra increasingly think that the girl has fallen in love with Seta Aji.

"I want to know who the women who have ever made love with him?"

"Well, right!" Amba Citra's eyeballs widened like they were about to pop out.

"Why you?" Puspasari was a little surprised to see the attitude of Amba Citra.

"It seems right, you're in love with her,"

"Quick say!" whinek Puspasari.

However, when Amba Citra was about to say Puspasari's hand raised. He followed Puspasari's eyes looking at the house across the street.

Seen someone came, when he was about to open the door the man was staring. His pair of eyes looked at a bench by the window. That person is the owner of the house aka Seta Aji.

Seta Aji's hand grabbed something on the bench. He was lifted up and held in front of his face. It turned out to be a piece of white cloth. Not scrap! After being noticed again there are apparently three layers.

Three sheets of white fabric with a size as wide as the elbow of the hand. Surprisingly, each piece of cloth had a red cross in the middle.

Puspasari who saw from her best friend's room felt her heart pounding. He saw Seta Aji roll the three pieces of cloth into one and then brought in.

"Why are you so scared?" ask Amba Citra.

"No!" Puspasari immediately shook her head. "Forward!"

"What?"

Puspasari glared irritatedly. "I asked you!"

"Why not just ask the person?" Amba Citra even teased her best friend. Both of his eyes flickered flickering flickering flirtatiously with a single smile on his lips.

Puspasari long. Amba Citra likes to joke. His jokes are comforting when the heart is troubled. But not for this problem.

"Come on, I really need this description," whined Puspasari rather spoiled. An attitude he had never shown Adijaya.

"Well, as far as I know there are four women who have been in contact with him..."

"The first Arum Honje. After running aground with the girl, she got a new one called Rara Intan..."

"Three to Kemala!" cut Puspasari.

"Well, you already know..."

"Fourth I don't know yet!"

"Well!" Amba Citra was surprised. He shut his mouth.

It's nothing, this round-faced girl suddenly remembered the news of the recent murder. The names he just mentioned were murder victims.

"Why you?" tanya Puspasari who saw the look of her best friend's eyes like fear.

"Ap. a. a. a. a...!"

"What?" puspasari.

"Are you investigating the murder?" ask Amba Citra after calming down. Now he feels wrong.

"What if it is?"

"I know you're Arum Honje's best friend, too. The former lovers of Seta Aji have become victims of murder. Whether by chance or not they are all former lovers of Seta Aji. Did you accuse Seta Aji of being the culprit?"

"Yes!" answer Puspasari. "Everyone was killed by strangulation, then there was a cross mark on the thigh. And even more tragically, Kemala was told*sa first,"

"For what did Seta Aji do?"

"Revenge!"

"So why do you want to know the fourth one?"

"Because he's the next target!"

"Well!"

Again Amba Citra was surprised like he had just seen a dedemit (demon). His body looked terrified. It was as if he was going to be the next victim.

"Your description will help save someone's life. You saw him, right? He's carrying a cloth that has a cross-mark image,"

Amba Citra shrunk her body. He hugged his best friend.

"Why you?" ask Puspasari.

"I'm scared,"

"Don't, you're the fourth!"

"Mom..no!"

"Why do you need to be scared?"

"Listen, horror!"

"Yes, tell me, hurry up!"

"Name Larasati."

Amba Citra explained about the girl named Larasati. As complete as possible. He also felt calm, so at least his best friend who has this silat will keep Larasati from the threat of murder.

Before returning home, Puspasari was invited to have lunch with Amba Citra and her parents. Amba Citra second child. Her sister, who is also a woman, lives with her husband.

He has a six-year-old brother. The sister was not at home because she was playing with her grandparents.

Again Puspasari felt heartbroken to see his best friend's family is still complete. Not like her own self.

When Puspasari came out of her best friend's house, she saw Seta Aji was fixing the broken fence next to the house. He stared hard at the young man.

It felt like he wanted to run over and attack her, forcing her to admit that the young man had killed Arum Honje. But there is no hard evidence that leads to him.

Puspasari immediately turned her face when Seta Aji turned to look at her. This girl quickly stepped out of the place.