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Mr. Joni's Story

Mr. Joni took a deep breath before telling a story. Because behind her happiness found Della there was grief stored very deep. The presence of Della is very helpful pak Joni and his wife in channeling longing in their daughter who disappeared without news.

"At that time, I was waiting for my daughter's arrival from the city. To retrieve his bag containing important files. He worked in the city all this time with his friend. That day he promised to go home with one of his office mates." Joni started telling stories.

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Flashback

Three Years Ago...

Mr. Joni came home from his rice field at four in the afternoon. Her heart was overjoyed considering that her beloved daughter was going home today. Arriving at the house of Mr. Joni looking for the whereabouts of his daughter, but unfortunately he had to swallow disappointment because his son was not seen.

"Mom, did Rosa leave town? " Mister Toni asked with a disappointed and anxious look on his face.

No less anxious Weni's mother replied. "Yes, it was noon...Rosa called mom using her friend's phone." Sighs quietly before continuing the story." Rosa's phone broke this morning."

Mr. Joni sat in a chair beside his wife and breathed softly through his mouth to ease his anxiety. " It's afternoon... But he hasn't arrived either. Try calling his friend's cell phone number again."

Like getting an order, Weni's mother again called the number that Rosa used to give her news this afternoon. " Not active, Dad..."

Mr. Joni gently hugged his wife's shoulder." Yeah, maybe he's on the way. Pray that you are safe to come here. Come on in ! It's dusk." Trying to shake off his negative thoughts.

The couple entered the house, closing the doors and windows as the day began to darken. The food that has been cooked to welcome the child has begun to cool. Mr. Joni and Ms. Weni had dinner after each of them had cleaned up. The two of them were silent because it was still unthinkable for Rosa to arrive.

Counting from the departure time Rosa and her friend should have arrived home by four in the afternoon. The clock continued forward until the night completely picked up. Mr. Joni and Ms. Weni sat on the porch seat of the house waiting and monitoring the incoming vehicle through the front of her house.

Mr. Joni stood up from his seat as a motorbike was seen going to pass in front of his house. He hoped it was Rosa. After the bike was getting closer Pak Joni was disappointed it was not his daughter. The big bike stopped in front of Joni's house. The rider man took off the helmet after confirming the bike.

" Good night. Sir, Mom !" greet that man. He is Mr. Kades.

Mr. Joni smiled as Ms. Weni also stood up to her husband. " Good night, sir. From where?" Mr. Joni asked while greeting Mr. Kades.

Mr. Kades welcomed Mr. Joni's hand." From the city, sir. Actually I was until six.  But on the road there were motor and truck accidents."

Pak Joni's chest and Weni's mother rumbled. "Ke— motor accident, how is the condition?" Mr. Joni asked in a stern manner.

Mr. Kades got off his bike and climbed onto the porch. It's not polite to talk while sitting on a motorcycle to someone older than him." Severe sir, his head broke over the truck's tires." Mr. Kades paused for a moment before continuing his story. " The victim was a woman, no longer alive. His body has been taken to the hospital."

Mr. Joni and Ms. Weni were getting anxious and agitated. "What is his identity known?" He squeezed both his hands.

"Yes, his identity is not far from where his briefcase was found. Only his cell phone doesn't know where it slammed? " Answer Mr. Kades.

Mr. Joni and Ms. Weni breathed a sigh of relief, because if the victim did not know his identity then they were even more afraid because Rosa left the bag containing her important cards in the house. A few days ago Rosa came and just stopped by her parents' house in the village. Rosa spent the money to give to her mother when the small bag from inside her briefcase was left behind.

After Kades' return. Mr. Joni intends to get out of the village looking for information or wait for his daughter on the side of the highway crossing into the village. "Mom, don't worry Rosa's fine. Now I'll wait for him at a crossroads." Pamit pak Joni's.

Bu Weni held her husband's wrist and stared worriedly. "Well, it's nine o'clock in the night. Maybe they won't come home, I'll just wait there tomorrow." Mutually calm. "Maybe they've slept the phone is off or lowbat."

Mr. Joni understands that his wife is very worried about him." Its alright. Mother sleeps at home. I'll just be a minute." Patting the back of his wife's hand full of warmth.

With a heavy heart Weni's mother delivered her husband to the door. " Be careful ! Yeah..." Pray in her heart for her husband's safety.

On the way, Mr. Joni was calm and not in a hurry. What he was thinking about right now was his daughter who was in distress halfway through. Until at the intersection of the road, Mr. Joni noticed that the surrounding area looked soft and quiet.

Mr. Joni approached the roadside coffee shop and asked about the accident this afternoon. The owner of the stall told him what he had heard from the people who had stopped in his stall. It happened a kilometer from the intersection into the village.

I don't know the whisper from where Mr. Joni revived his bike and drove to the scene. Up there he saw patches of blood that had been cleaned and the rest of the vehicle fragments. The place was given a police line, Mr. Joni got off his bike without permission to enter the scene of the scene. Mr. Joni crossed the highway trench with vacant land belonging to residents. He saw that it seemed like the bushes there looked like they had run out on a rock.

Joni ventured to open the bushes. To his surprise, he saw a woman seriously injured. Joni immediately asked the help of local residents to bring the woman to the hospital. Report the discovery to the police station.

After contacting his wife, Joni went to the hospital. Until there the woman gets treatment and is borne in charge by Mr. Joni himself. Police suspect that the woman was a victim of violence because she did not have an identity. Hearing that, Mr. Joni intends to take care of it himself until the woman is healed.

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Everyone is silent to hear the story of Mr. Joni including Della who has twice heard the story about him. Ever since finding Della a couple of husband and wife treated her well.

Mr. Andi is very grateful that Mr. Joni took care of his nephew for the past three years, although they also felt a deep loss because of the loss of Rosa who did not know where.

"Thank you, Mama. You've been caring for and loving Della all this time. I can only say those words." Pak Andi lowered his face because he did not know what to do to repay the services of a couple.

"Together, Sir. Seeing that Della was able to meet her family back just makes us very happy" Mr. Joni patted Della's shoulder affectionately.

Weni's mother grabbed Della's hand and held it. " Della's presence pretty much paid for our longing for Rosa. " His voice stared fixedly at the face of his adopted daughter.

"May Rosa return soon. Actually, Della went that day with her friend. They say goodbye to me, but where is the friend ? There should have been two victims in the accident." Beautiful mother made them ask each other.

Mr. Joni straightened his seat with a serious face. "I mean Beautiful mom, that day Della and her friend left?" He paused his sentence for a moment "What's possible, the corpse in the name of Della is a motorcycle friend with him."

Everyone's face began to get serious with his own thoughts.  And so does Erik, who only watches. Mr. Andi and Ms. Indah looked at each other in confusion.

"Like that, sir." Sahut pak Andi's.

"Because Della was sitting in the back while her friend was in the front because Della didn't memorize the way to her friend's place." Beautiful Mother tells a new story again.

Mr. Joni recalled the story of the owner of the coffee shop three years ago. "The place where the accident happened was around the corner. That time was not as crowded now the vehicle passed by. In the last three years the area has advanced very rapidly. Whatever the story is important the body has been buried well and correctly." He leaned his body slowly against the wall of the sofa.

"True sir, we buried it properly. Because we know he's our nephew. Can I see the picture of my father's daughter? Who knows, later in town I met accidentally." Mr. Andi felt he had to help Mr. Joni in finding Rosa.

Weni's mother nodded and stood up to go to her room to take a photo of her daughter. During this time they deliberately keep photos of Rosa so as not to be too soluble in sadness. Weni's mother came out of her room carrying some photos of Rosa. " This is a picture of her." It's put on the table.

Beautiful mother took the photo. Instantly his chest was pounding and his hands were trembling with melted tears.

"Di—dia's... Am—mera..."

The bodies of Mr. Joni and Ms. Weni stiffened hearing the name called Mother Indah." You know her ? She's our daughter Rosa Amera" said Weni's mother.

Not much different from Indah's mother Pak Andi limp and tremble." We know her by the name of Amera. He's been friends with Della all along. They're one office."

Weni's mother's cries and Mr. Joni's break. Their feelings are so painful. "Why was she with Della that day?" Weni's mother hoped that the question was answered no.

Ibu Indah nodded slowly "Yes, that day Amera invited Della back to her village. Because take something important left there. Della agrees because she's on leave. They have been friends for a year since Amera was accepted into the office where Della works. He used to stay at our house." Beautiful mother story in between her tears.

"Rosa mother's daughter...." Weni's mother's crying can not be contained anymore as well as Pak Joni. They are increasingly convinced that the body buried by Pak Andi's family is his daughter.

Erik can draw an outline from the stories of these two families. He looked at Della closely watching the woman's reaction. Della came crying I don't know her feelings were uncertain. He also felt his head slightly throbbing for three years, he had never felt that feeling in his head.

Della's hand was stretched out to see a photo called Mother Indah was her friend who had an accident together at that time.

Della's chest rumbled, indeed no stranger to the face of the woman in the photo. But unfortunately Della can't remember it. His hands suddenly trembled and his head added pulsating. "Yes...." The moaning touched his head.

Della's moaning voice attracted the attention of people who were being overwhelmed by grief.

"Della's... What's the matter, son?" Beautiful Mother immediately approached Della.

"Don't be forced." Erik was no less anxious to see Della in pain with pale lips and cold sweat.

Weni's mother immediately got up to fetch some water in the kitchen. "Son, drink first. Don't think of anything now."

Erik reached into the cell phone in his pants pocket. Contact Zevin immediately and notify Della of her condition. Zevin's phone tells him the steps Erik should take.