Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case
3: Whisky Woods Story (End)
#NOTE: EVERYTHING TYPED HERE IS FICTION. PLEASE READERS DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND THE OPINIONS AND PROFILES WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR!
At 10:00 AM
After breakfast and talking for a long time...
Whisk wears his glasses and the mask back. The difference is, he doesn't wear his winter jacket. His jacket was folded, then put in his bag after he put on glasses and a mask.
Alkaf looks to have gone down the stairs first. Alkaf knew the Whisk wouldn't get lost that easily. So, he walked first without waiting for the Whisk. The whiskey doesn't seem to be a problem with that.
Whisk down the stairs, he could see Alkaf had gone out the door. Whisk following Alkaf. He put his airpods back in his ears. This time he really put up a song there.
Whisk really doesn't want to wear sunglasses. It disturbs his view. However, he could not take it off because so many people were able to know him directly.
The Man Who Can't Be Moved in the airpods makes Whisk quiet. He doesn't like being in a crowd. It made his head ache so much whenever he heard people talking loudly.
In the French Police, Whisk has its own room that is soundproof from outside. He really could not adapt to the commotion.
Whisk saw Alkaf turn left and enter a donut shop. Whisk went in.
Modern nuances with tumblr are instantly visible. I guess the owner of this shop is very time-following eh? inner Whisk. But, he was wrongly supposed to arrange wooden tables and chairs, instead of white plastic tables and bar stools. Really don't have a good style!
The whiskey pulled the airpods in his ear. He put it in his pocket.
"I know their tastes are bad" chortled Alkaf. "I've said this to them before. No one is listening!"
"Why did you bring me here?" ask Whisk without commenting on the statement given by Alkaf.
"Start from the things Hazelnut likes" replied Alkaf. "He really likes this brand of donuts. At the airport or mall of the capital of the country there will also be this donut shop. You can buy it if you feel like you want to approach it."
Whisk seemed not interested in the words of Alkaf. Now he only thought of one word for Alkaf: Annoying.
"Listen, Senior Alkaf, I've told you I'm not interested" Whisk said.
"Yes already! You're so stubborn. People like you, have to meet him first you can realize how interesting he is," said Alkaf resignedly.
Whisk just silently stared at Alkaf who was busy choosing the taste of donuts.
"Oh yes, Hazelnut likes matcha, stove, and vanilla. If one day you change your mind and want to buy him something" Alkaf said.
At 01:45 PM
After wandering around here and there and hearing the long ramblings of Alkaf...
"All right, wait here. I'll go home, not drive you. I asked for a day off with a pay cut!" exciting Alkaf.
"Your own fault is eager to see me" Whisk chirped with complete innocence at Alkaf's statement.
"Yes already! I told you everything Hazelnut likes. I hope you fall in love with him" said Alkaf. "Given that you will turn into a weathered bachelor if you don't immediately find someone who can enter the heart that has been in the cold winter for years."
Ck! Really do... The whiskey stared intently at Alkaf.
The one being stared at instead just chuckled and shook his head. He hurried away from the sight of the Whisk without saying goodbye. Alkaf knows the Whisk won't say back.
After Alkaf's departure, Whisk stared at the surroundings. My plane's gonna take-off soon, huh? May there be no delay at all, Inner Whisk.
Five minutes before the row-line event, the Whisk had already lined up with several people. He was in the front row with a Chinese man and an Indian man. Three guards stood guard in front of them.
Whisk can see the plane stopping right in front of there. Thank goodness it doesn't seem to delay, inwardly.
When the plane was all out, three guards in front of the Whisk and two others immediately grabbed their plane tickets.
The whiskey went straight down the stairs, and up the stairs to the door of the plane. Whisk felt that someone was looking at him, then he turned his head for a moment. He found Alkaf staring at him from up there.
You guys, man!
The whiskey continued up the stairs. On board the plane, Whisk found his seat at the front closest to the plane and directly next to the window.
That fellow... Did he ask Hazelnut about the seat of a cold, dark introverted man like me? ask the whiskey in your heart.
Whisk could see from Alkaf's window shrugging his shoulders as if he knew what he was questioning. He could also see the bespectacled man smiling, then disappearing from there. Where not.
While waiting for passengers to enter, Whisk deactivates everything related to his electronic device, then put everything in his bag. Still, he still wears his mask, but not his glasses.
Whisk closed his eyes. His mind started to empty. This happens to him often. The noise of the people began to disappear. And the voices of the two flight attendants started to sound from the opposite direction, but the Whisk could hear it clearly. He did not care much about the announcement. A moment later, the voice of the flight attendant also disappeared as the announcement about the plane's safety was over. Whisk can hear the noise of the aircraft engine and the plane starts moving slowly. Shortly after, the plane took off.
The whiskey actually started to fall asleep at that time. It's just that I don't know why he felt like he was falling from a height. The whisky was shocked and immediately woke up.
Ah... Damnit... My insomni tells me not to fall asleep.
Jakarta, 05:00 PM
At airport...
Whisk walks quickly to the airport parking lot. Someone was waiting for him there.
Drrtt... Drrtt...
Whisk picked up his vibrating phone.
"Where are you?" ask a man in the parking lot by phone in French.
The whiskey can see it. "I see you," he said.
Whisk rushed to get there without turning off his phone. Fortunately Alkaf had given the card to him and there was even a data package and pulse.
"Good afternoon, sir!" The man saluted the Whisk which was immediately greeted by the Whisk.
"I'm Andrian, and will be your personal driver during your visit to this country. Viruses are everywhere. The streets are a bit quiet. Please cooperate not to wander as long as there is no me! You can be suspected and arrested for this," said the man named Andrian without further ado.
"All right," replied the Whisk.
Whisk is also not the type of person who likes to go out and wander everywhere. Especially in a place she doesn't know like that.
Whisk went with the guy.
It turned out that Whisk was taken to a fairly luxurious and large apartment. He even has a soundproof work room from outside.
"Second introduction to your new home, Sir!" andrian.
"Yes, I get it. Come back, you look tired" said Whisk.
After Andrian, Whisk went straight into his study. He read his cell phone messages from Alkaf.
~
Alkaf: How was your trip?
Whisk: Ordinary, nothing interesting.
Alkaf: So, you will check about your insomni?
Whisk: Yeah, I'll do that tomorrow maybe.
Alkaf: Meet Hazelnut, he is a very good doctor. Even great psychologists. You can try it.
Whisk: Okay. Alright. You are really noisier, Senior Alkaf.
Alkaf: Ouch! This kid is saying! Try that! You'll know for yourself.
Whisk: Yes.
Contact received.
Alkaf: It was her contact if you wouldn't ask her the number.
Whisk: Senior Alkaf...
Alkaf: I'm on my way back to PematangSiantar.
Whisk: Are Hazelnut and Jelly from the city?
Whisk: Oh-so.
Alkaf: Yes, it will not interfere with your time with your new workplace!
Whisk: Wait a minute how do you know I have a new workplace?
Photo received.
Whisk: How much does he know?
Alkaf: I don't know, I don't dare guess how much he knows. It was obvious that he had almost guessed everything.
Whisk: A smart woman.
Alkaf: Haha! Yes, she is a very clever woman!
Alkaf: He's going into work for the first time tomorrow.
Alkaf: Hope you meet him.
Message read Whisk.
~
Whisk no longer replies to Alkaf's messages. He was really annoyed with that guy. From beginning to end only Hazelnuts were discussed.
Whisk turned his chair around. He took the laptop out of his bag and activated it.
The monitor screen is processing. Whisk can see there's an email coming in for him. He immediately opened the email and read it: Boy In The Box: The Unsolved Case For You!
Obviously this is going to be hard... When will tomorrow's heart come? inner Whisk.
Tomorrow...
01 April 2020 at 03:00 PM
"I'll take you where you want, Sir," Andrian said.
Andrian is a very agile man. Just a few minutes ago Whisk called him to drive him somewhere and Andrian came quickly.
"I'm going to a downtown hospital" Whisk said.
"Accepted!"
Andrian drove his car out of the apartment parking lot. During the trip he just kept quiet and focused on driving.
A deft man, Inner Whisk.
The car did not feel it had entered the downtown hospital grounds where Haz was employed.
Whisk got out of the car and put on the mask that Andrian gave him.
"I'll wait" Andrian said, nodding his head.
Whisk entered the hospital lobby. Few people are there.
"Who with? And what's up?" ask a nurse there.
"With Whisky Woods. I would like to consult with Dr. Hazelia Lify, is she busy?" answer Whisk in English.
"Wait a minute..."
The whiskey waited for a while as the nurse said. He could see the nurse's fingers moving quickly over the computer keyboard.
"You can meet Him. He is free" said the nurse. "Place Dr. Hazelia Lify is at the end of the hall. After passing through this hallway, turn left."
"Thank you" the whiskey went straight to the place the nurse was referring to.
At 03:20 PM
So quiet... There were only a few nurses pacing back and forth, Inner Whisk.
Whisk walked towards the end of the hall after turning left, just like the nurse said. He reached the end of the hall and raised his head. He could see a board above the door that read "HAZELIA & LIULAIKA'S ROOM".
Right here, isn't it? ask the whiskey in his heart.
The whiskey stared into the glass door. A girl at the side table was watching her cell phone. It looks like Jelly. He's not Hazelnut, Inner Whisk.
Whisk took off his mask and opened the door of the room, then went inside.
"Excuse me," said Whisk.
Jel looked towards the Whisk. His face immediately turned unpredictable.
"You... Whisky Woods isn't it?" ask Jel.
"Yes, I'm Whisky Woods" replied the Whisk quickly. "Is Hazelia Lify here?"
"Oh, of course there is! He's in the next room, wait, I'll call!" Jel looks happy.
What's wrong with this guy? A minute ago his face was ugly, now his face was smiling wide, the inner Whisk. Whisk thinks Jel's a little creepy. Why could Senior Alkaf like this creepy girl?
For no more than two minutes, Haz walked out of the next room with Jel holding her.
"There was nothing special at all" Whisk could hear Haz saying, as if the woman had let him hear her words
"Miss, usually, the one who says ordinary is the one who likes his presence the most isn't it like that?" tanya Whisk who is in front of Haz and Jel in Indonesian with a thick French accent.
"As far as you are, Mr. Whisky Woods" replied Haz.
"I didn't think it turned out that in this country there was someone who admired me?" Without waiting for Haz to let the Whisk sit down, he sat down first. So relaxed, and waiting for Haz to sit in front of him.
Haz also sat in front of the Whisk. And Jel himself stood beside Haz, whispering to the woman, and leaving a few seconds later.
Whisk was not curious about what Jel told Haz. But he was very curious how Haz knew almost all of his passions.
"What made a famous detective come to see me?" ask Haz.
"Consultation," replied the Whisk briefly.
"About what?" Haz looked at Whisk. He noticed the Whisk's eye bags were very striking. Blacker. "It looks like insomnia. Your eye bags are so black, you have to get used to not sleeping so late!"
The whiskey couldn't believe what was in front of him. A woman, who has high analytical skills, is reading all her habits like she does to people?
Whisk pensively for a moment, a minute later he said, "You already know, now I have to consult this great doctor."
Week after...
08 April 2020 at 10:00 AM
Cring... Cring...
Whisk can hear the doorbell. And after looking up, there was a doorbell hanging up there.
Looks like he's listening to my advice, Inner Whisk.
Two days earlier...
"Why do you always come? Haven't we consulted before?" ask Haz. He looks a little annoyed with the Whisk.
"Can't I come?" ask Whisk. He sits on the couch. As usual, Jel was nowhere to be seen there. I don't know where that woman is.
Whisk could hear Haz sighing.
"That door, you better make a doorbell on it," Whisk advised Haz.
Haz stared at the Whisk for a moment.
"I'll consider it," he replied so in the end.
