HERBS

Puzzles

A masked woman was in a lab for an experiment. There were a lot of white mice in the glass box that he would use as an experimental object. Tubes filled with liquid that he had somehow combined then he poured the liquid into a measuring cup in the form of a thin mini tube.

Smoke began to billow when he put the liquid in the tube into the glass box where the rats were. seconds later the rats died horribly with reddened eyes. Turns out the woman was doing an experiment to make a virus or something. Although invisible but he seems to enjoy the results of his work that is very satisfying for him.

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K.A Medan Station

The hustle and bustle of the train station in Medan feels so strange in the ears of Mayrani Alisha. He is a forensic police agent assigned by Ravendra Deva to investigate a bag containing a deadly formula. Mayrani Alisha started down the hall to find the black bag she was referring to. The bag where death is in it.

The phone of the sweet-skinned and black-bladed lady also had brown eyes ringing.

"Hello?!" Mayrani.

"Yes I'm trying to be a chatty Deva. The bag is black, right?"

Mayrani rather yelled answering the phone of her boss and her lover because of the noise of the sound of crying babies who want to suckle, but the mother did not bring her milk bottle. That's what Mayrani got from stealing the conversation of the mother and friend next to her stool.

"I'd better get off at the next station. Let's stop at Binjai only, there's no need to reach the range."

Mayrani again stole the hearing, but he still faithfully put his phone in his ear when he saw a bunch of children bully another child. They're men overall.

"Yes .. yes .. I heard. Black color bag. I think I found it." Mayrani.

Only the child in the bully wears a black bag. So he decided to go to them, and check the boy's bag. Expel contents. Because from the beginning he looked suspicious by continuing to hold his bag. It was as if inside there was something important and secret. That's according to Mayrani.

The mother whose son was crying from that moment moved out of her chair immediately. He wanted to get out of that place because the boy was incessantly crying. He subconsciously left his colored bag

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THE BLACK!

The woman who was sitting next to the mother of the crying baby also realized that the friend's bag next to her was missing. So that before the mother of the baby owner cried it was far away, the woman called.

"Your bags are left behind!" as said. He screamed like a Yakuza challenging the Mafia. "And your child's milk bottle is also in the bag!" continued again.

The mother who carried the baby was no longer on the train because the goal was to get out of there.

Mayrani was surprised because the voice of the woman turned. While a man hit the shoulder of the mother of the owner of a loud voice.

PRANGS!!!

The milk bottle fell. The train door closed again, and the train kept going. Mayrani stared at the horror of broken milk bottles.

The next second Mayrani and all the passengers in the carriage were unconscious. No one knows. The train was still running as usual.

Then, the next day throw the whole of Indonesia over the tragedy at Medan station.

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2 Years Later

The streets of Medan are so dense that a pregnant woman has a bit of trouble carrying her goods. He just arrived from Singapore. Calling a taxi, he asked the driver to take him to the police station.

"If you don't mind may I ask you, Mom?" asked the driver to look at the pregnant woman from the glass.

"Yes?"

The woman responded.

"I've been a taxi driver for fifteen years. But all this time the tourists would ask me to drive you to the hotel but you're my first passenger to take you to the police station."

The woman did not answer the taxi driver. He sighed and chose to watch the streets instead of having a conversation with the taxi driver.

A few minutes later they arrived at the police station.

The taxi driver helped the pregnant woman drop her luggage.

"Thanks, though,"

The woman gave me the cab fare.

The driver thanked me and then left.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" ask one of the police officers who happened to be at the door about to exit his intention because it was lunch hour.

"I want to report about missing persons" he said.

The police firmly helped this pregnant woman carry her goods earlier, replacing the duty of the taxi driver.

"Let me deliver," he bargained kindly.

The police tagged Dharma Akbar then took him inside and met his superiors.

"Sir Ravendra Deva!" swipe at his boss.

"Ah, Dharma!"

Ravendra Deva glanced at the woman after answering her subordinate's greeting.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" ask the woman.

"I'd like to report a missing person, sir," he said softly.

Dharma pulled out a chair for the pregnant woman to sit on. For the treatment, the woman smiled and thanked him.

The police captain sipped coffee. He looked at the pregnant woman's belly.

"Give this woman tea, Dharma!"

"No need to bother. I'm just gonna report something, sir."

"Before, you could call Ravendra or Deva to me,"

Presumably the Captain felt that the call the woman had just pinned on him was too old, or what was it called.

"Well, sir .. I mean Deva. Now, can I complain about my sister's disappearance?" soft and firm the woman said.

"certain. Your name?"

"Kavyana Zuriyati."

"The missing name ?"

"Mayrani Alisha!"

Ravendra Deva was a bit surprised when he heard the name that Kavyana had just mentioned.

"Say!" order Ravendra again. He covered his failed expression hidden from the Dharma.

"Three weeks ago, my sister went to Medan on a business trip. We call every day. A thousand times he called me in a day. I scolded him because I didn't want his salary to run out because of phone charges. But, these five days he has no news. I was worried, I followed him from Singapore to Medan. Could you not, you helped me find my sister? He's my youngest brother who's actually a coward."

"Hmm .. can you name the features? Or do you have a picture of him?"

Dharma watched Kavyana who turned increasingly sad.

"My sister doesn't like to take pictures. But for a second, I had one photo of us as kids."

Kavyana ransacked her handbag looking for a photo of her sister.

Dharma and Deva cast a glance. The woman in front of them wasn't joking, was she? What are the photos for when you were a child?

"Here," Kavyana gave the photo to Deva.

Though free, Deva takes the photo and shows it to Dharma who is standing next to Kavyana.

"Where did he live in Medan, Mrs Kav?" Deva asked again

"At a hotel. Padang Bulan. I don't know, but this is the address he gave me." Kavyana handed Deva a piece of paper.

"Alright, Mom. Your report we accept. Now, sign it here" said Kavyana, giving pen and tome.

Kavya welcomes the two objects. He intends to carry out the orders of the police captain. However, as he was about to sign it, his head felt dizzy, and he dropped his head, fainting on the captain's table.

"Help ...!" Deva complains.

Then Deva glanced at Dharma. "If you're conscious, please deliver Kavya's mother, Akbar."

Dharma nodded.

*

The police jeep is the vehicle that Dharma is driving to line up Kavyana to his destination.

"You have a beautiful name, Miss Kavyana."

Dharma starts the conversation.

Dharma does not want this journey to be shrouded in silence. Although he actually likes silence, but that does not mean he likes this situation.

"You're too complimentary, sir." Kavyana laughed softly in response.

"I was wondering, is Kavyana your real name? Because the meaning is so beautiful. Kavyana's a poem, isn't it?"

Somehow the Dharma is enjoying their dialogue. Usually, he would only speak as necessary. There is no talk if not to someone he knows.

Kavyana.

Jeep drove quietly filled Dharma and Kavyana conversation.

"The annual parade of Medan?" kavyana asked when she saw a festival on the street.

Dharma responded with a smile.

Kavyana is busy admiring the beauty of the festival on the streets that are presented to her eyes.

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"Bu Kavya, are you sure this is the address?" Dharma asked when they had arrived at the address on the paper Kavya had given.

"As it is written on the paper, sir," Kavya replied.

Buildings are like apartments but more slums are presented in front of them.

"A rich woman like Mayrani Alisha, is it possible to live in a place like this? It's not even worth calling a hotel." Dharma grumbled flatly.

Kavyana befell him with a melodious grin. "He's a little unique, though,"

They walked to the reception.

The crane!!!

Kavyana rang the hotel's traditional bell because she did not meet anyone sitting behind the table.

Dharma was at home watching the movements of the nimble pregnant woman. Sometimes the young man smiled at Kavya's behavior. The pregnant woman he was controlling was a little unique in his opinion. Maybe this is the influence of her young sister or the baby in her womb.

Dharma was somewhat giggled at how unique the family that Kavyana had built was.

"Is the laughing spirit possessing you?"

It was not a question from Kavya, but someone who had just stood behind the reception desk.

Dharma grieves! As he remembered the maniacal youth of this horror story never called him politely.

Kavyana. In his head was the question 'Does Dharma Akbar have a double personality? It's friendly, but why the receptionist like a cat and a mouse?'

Dharma realized Kavya's pain "He's my college friend, his name is Khalid Ravendra. My superior twin sister, Deva Ravendra. Not exactly alike, because not identical twins."

Kavyana nodded and her mouth formed a 'o' hurup'.

"I don't want to make small talk, Khalid. I want to ask you about Mayrani Alisha. In what room does he live in?"

"Who is that? *******? The rebels?" the answer.

"Take it right, Khalid!" sergeant Dharma.

The young man named Khalid sighed. "I'm going to look, but I don't think there's a guest on behalf of Mayrani Alisha."

He's flipping through the paper. Looking for the name Mayrani Alisha who said he had been here for three weeks.

"Nil!" Khalid said while shaking his head.

"There certainly is! Why is it recorded in books anyway? Is there no computer?" Kavyana's getting upset. Maybe he's tired.

"It's a hotel without stars, madam. Where there's a computer." Khalid replied that he had not lost.

"But my sister did stay here! How could he lie! Every day he calls me, tells me about his whereabouts. About everything to me!"

"Calm Kavyana." Dharma relaxes. Unconsciously he called without a greeting of courtesy.

"Maybe it's not this hotel, madam!" Khalid said ketus.

"On the stairs, there is a Jewish illuminati symbol! My sister used to tell me that. Am I wrong?"

Dharma somewhat ran towards the unworthy staircase, and indeed found that there was a symbol that Kavyana had said just now.

Dharma ran towards the reception desk again, "How do you know?"

Kavyana groans, "Yes! That's it! If it wasn't for every day my sister called and told me, how would I know, hm?"

Also true.

"But, Madam .. Your sister never stayed here." Khalid's back again.

"I don't want to know! I'll wait for my sister to stay in the room my sister rented. Room number 5 on the 3rd floor!"

Khalid relented. He doesn't want to argue for longer. In vain according to him.

"Okay, here's the key! And sign it here."

Kavyana's handing over the guest book.

"No way!"

Kavyana breezes off the reception desk.

Dharma shook his head for a few times.

"Let me sign it." Dharma offered to.

Khalid smiled mischievously.

"What?" Dharma felt Khalid's smile mocking him.

"What indeed?" reply Khalid jahil.

"That smile!" the Dharma, Ketus,

"What's your problem? My smile. It's up to me to do what."

Dharma snorted, caught off guard at Khalid's temptation.

While Kavyana has arrived on the third floor of room number five, after being interfered by one of the starless hotel bellboy.

Kavyaa started to clean up the somewhat dusty room. Open the windows of the room to give it fresh air. The sky started to darken. From the window, he could still see a jeep driven by Dharma to deliver it.

Dharma hasn't come home yet. Maybe he'll reminisce with his old friend, Khalid.

Kavyana arranged her things. After a while his eyes drained water. She cried. Maybe miss the sister.

It sounds clearer.

That night he filled it with heartbroken cries of longing.

•••••••

Kavyana wakes up in the morning. He went straight to the bathroom to clean himself up. It was a bit shaken that he walked because of the burden on his stomach.

After the shower, he dressed. Then with his hair still wet he came out and went down to the first floor with his handbag.

"Good morning, Mom." Khalid greets.

"I'm not Mom. Zuriyati Kavyana!" his protest.

"Yes, yeah. Then early in the morning where do you want to go, Ms Kavya? Khalid asked kindly.

"I'll be out for a while, see my sister's boss," replied Kavyana no less kindly.

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Kavyana is now in a luxurious room that she believes is her sister's boss room. Women who are no longer young, but still attractive.

"Mother Sri," said Kavya bowing respectfully and greeting her.

The woman returned the greeting.

"Well," Kavyana gave a pause. "Mother Sri, I just wanted to ask you about my sister Mayrani Alisha."

Sri seemed to sigh.

"Mom, I told you earlier on the phone last night that not one of my employees was named Mayrani Alisha, nor was my former employee. There's no." Sri answered sympathy.

"But think, Miss Sri! How am I supposed to know if it wasn't my sauda who told me? I know you and this place because of my sister."

Also true!

But what is this? Why doesn't everyone know who Mayrani Alisha is? Meanwhile, Mayrani recognized them, which was why Kavyana was able to find out who Sri Ningtyas was, the office, even the place to stay.

What's the matter??

Kavyana seemed to think hard.

What mistake is this? Why so weird?

Sri's mother's door was knocked.

"Ma'am, is there a cop looking for Kavyana's mother?" secretary Sri said.

Kavyana looked towards Sri and then towards the secretary who was standing at the door.

"Did? Me?!"

...

Kavyana came down the stairs to meet the policeman who wanted to see her. Maybe the cop has some information about her sister's whereabouts. A smile was imprinted on her sweet face.

The police in question turned out to be Dharma Akbar. Kavyana greeted him with a smile that was returned with a smile.

Lately Dharma is often smiling, at one object. Kavyanas.

"Kav, I've checked the departure data. But the name Mayrani Alisha doesn't exist."

They are now in an ice cream shop. Enjoy the ice and sit facing.

Kavyana. "I thought you'd found my sister."

Dharma is guilty. "Afwan, Ukhti."

Pardon you? Kavya didn't hear wrong?

"Why?"

"Hm?"

"Why is it so hard to find him?"

The hand of Dharma stretched out grasping the fingers of Kavyana. "We must have found it." Dharma is optimistic.

"Syukron, Akbar."

Dharma smile. Kavyana called out her name. He felt so good .. enjoyed it.

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Dharma escorts Kavyana to Khalid Ravendra's hotel.

"Aren't you suspecting something about my search, Akbar?"

Kavyana took off her seatbelt.

Dharma took a breath. "I don't know yet. But Kavya doesn't have to worry, I'll help."

Kavya smiled, "Isn't this weird?"

Dharma nodded, "It was strange. But, we'll try. Be excited!"

Dharma.

Kavyana smiled.

"Don't show me that face! You must not forget either.. There is a baby in your womb" Dharma rebuked.

Kavyana smiled more sincerely while muttering thanks.

"Tomorrow morning I'll come again. We'll find your sister." Dharma said when Kavyana was out of her jeep.

"I'm just a hassle. Dharma must be busy, so ...,"

"Helping to find Mayrani is also my job and my duty."

Kavyana smiled, "Assalamu'alaikum."

Dharma returned the greeting of the hand. Smiling at Kavyana's back.

"I promise to help you expose this secret veil" Dharma promised inwardly.

The woman looked tired from walking due to her pregnancy.

But strangely enough, Dharma felt that the woman looked very beautiful and alluring. Not like other pregnant women.

Did he fall in heart?

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Nun is far away from Dharma and Kavya, standing on top of a man's skyscraper.

"Hello?" A voice sounded from his mouth.

"What?!" His voice sounded again. Little riled.

"Alright, Khalid. Thanks!" He hung up. His black eyes flashed like embers of fire.

"I'll finish them off."

It was Deva Ravendra.

"Dharma and Kavya I will finish like I killed Maya ... The mayrani!"