Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 72: Police Station

Maidatul Khan never expected this sick man to lose his bike. Every time he remembered his motorbike which was carried away by his girlfriend, Maidatul shed tears. Eating so bad, not sleeping well.

How could the man half-heartedly betray her mercilessly. Without ba-bi-bu. Gondol the only treasure Datul has. Disappointed but cannot hate. Where could Datul forget every memory they carved together.

Ever been? Wh why? Why is the love story always sad like this?

Datul's stomach aches from hunger. His body was limp because from morning it was panting. Initially they had come to the nearest Police Station, but were rejected on the grounds that the motor was lost not in their sector area.

Okay, full Mas Hamam is willing to help Datul not give up. Yesterday they even came to the leasing office to report this incident, just in case Datul motorbike could not be found. So it can be taken care of for insurance problems later. Datul cintil only, manut, resigned the same Mas Hamam.

Now they are queuing at Semarang Police Station. Waiting on the call. Mas Hamam opened the lid of a cold drink bottle for Datul. Then sit down to join the girl who is not eating these two days.

"Eat in a minute, huh? still strong you?"

Datul nodded small. Then drink a little. Although his stomach was hungry, he also sanctioned if he could eat later.

"Still a long time, huh?"

"I don't know, I was asked, asked to wait, the feeling was also that there was no one besides us yes," Head Mas Hamam was wailing, looking at the officer's room they would enter later.

"I think it's also Mas, no one came in and out of it other than the police officer"

"Ohhhh..." Mas Hamam sighed heavily and then shook his head. Feeling to be a commoner who is being played by the ruler.

"Wait ten more minutes, if we're still told to wait again, I'll take them too!"

Mas Hamam's lips are long, but still handsome. If you are not sad, maybe Datul has laughed happily to see the adorable version of Mas Hamam like that.

The two waited again with their own minds. The next second Datul opened his mouth. "Sorry Mas, I suck, I often do not dread your advice, but the end I even ngerepotin gini"

"I'm pekewuh with you, I don't know how I bales later,"

"What do I ask balesan of you?"

"Here you are, you are so easy to fool, I understand"

"Hmm. indeed...."

Hamam's phone rang. He saw the name of the caller there. Then he stood away, giving distance from Datul.

"Yes, it's still here. Don't know me, the police from earlier coffee doang, already an hour we're here"

"Huh, stupid the hell Lo. Where they want to work if there's no money, Lo acungin they new cigarette money will be worked on"

"Seriously?"

"I'm calling them. I used to also take care of motorbike, just that I gercep aja ask for help Om I am a task in another office, just they want to work"

"So this is my Mai, eh.. means the Datul, what else?"

"Hmm.. Sit down, a lot of diem him. The same motor continues. Uh, I don't have any Police brothers, so this is me having to go out for money?"

"Whoa, if you want a spit"

"Lo don't want to help?"

"No, I'm afraid of baper again, I help you pray from here, haha..."

"Ah demon you!"

Tomi's naughtiness ended their conversation. Last night Hamam indeed had a story about the disaster that in the experience of Datul. So Tomi made sure again, until where Hamam helped Datul. It turned out that it had only arrived at the police station and received such treatment. Not much different from his previous experience. People who come to their offices are clearly asking for help. Why impressed at the difficult?

Hamam sat next to Datul.

"Who's calling?"

"Tom"

"Oh... Did Hamam have an appointment to see Tomi?" Maybe there is a need, Datul kudu make sure, after all Mas Hamam has other interests.

"No, he likes to join so yeah, hang out the most"

"You wait here a moment, let me ask you again inside"

Mas Hamam rose again from his seat, Datul to his own pity to see Mas Hamam like that. Repot itself.

"Mas!" Mas Hamam stopped his steps and looked over.

"Thank you." said Datul sincerely.

"Udah a thousand times you said that..."

Rarely do people want to be bothered today. But Mas Hamam is different, he light-handedly helps. Either on Datul or on the others. What is clear is that Datul is always introspective to no longer put his heart on the handsome man. Like scales, he and Mas Hamam are too old. Datul is self-aware.

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It was true what Tomi said. Mas Hamam managed to read the gelagat officers in brown uniforms. Use code has not been all lunch. The turn in love of a hundred thousand instantly green his eyes. Not to underestimate the agency, this is just a fictional story yes man friend. Don't baper hlo!

Briefly, Datul was sitting in a chair in front of Mr. Pol. From the name Datul, his name is Fredy. Is this Freddy that one? clearly not. That one was wearing orange clothes, even though the trial was not too late.

"Try to tell me the chronology more clearly!"

Datul's eye oath is already brambang. Glassy crying again. With a raucous voice and the remnants of the power Datul tells.

"At first he borrowed a motorbike, said to go home to Solo, STNK did not love to sir, I also had no thought of being deceived"

"Okay, Ali is this who you are? temen or girlfriend?"

"Pa-car"

"Have you tried to call him again?"

"It has. But the number is no longer active, sir."

"Have you been to his house or work?"

"Su-dah, it turns out that he's also been fired from his workplace"

"Where's the workplace?"

"He's a busway driver sir"

"Oh, the bus driver turned out..." Datul nodded small.

Every statement he gave felt tore his heart apart. If the case is criminalized, it could be that Mas Ali will be entangled in Article 362 of the Criminal Code about theft with a 5-year prison sentence. Can you please Datul? Did Datul see the man in prison?

"Good enough for now! We will process it soon, you just wait for news from us"

"Ekhem! I'm sorry sir, how many days does it take? I mean, usually if a case like this takes how long?"

Mr. Pol Freddy leaned his back on the chair and sighed softly. The expression on his face read like a half-mockery person. So annoying.

"Depending on whether you want it fast or long, you know what I mean?"

Mas Hamam's clenched hands held back the emotions. Fed up with this model country guy.

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Out of the police station, Mas Hamam took Datul to a chicken soto food stall. Not too far from the police station, the building with dark brown wall paint is even still visible from the place where Hamam and Datul sit.

"Mas Hamam ate, I drank"

"Eat! pity your stomach,"

Datul was a bit wrinkled to hear Mas Hamam's tone that seemed fierce. Not that Datul was insensitive, he could also feel the aura of anger when Mas Hamam last asked about how long the police could find a stolen motorbike. Datul Maut only want to be ordered what.

A few minutes apart, two bowls of chicken soto sat at their table. Mas Haman directly added sambal and orange juice. While Datul, though hungry he was reluctant to eat.

"You won't be full if only your rice is stirred"

"You want a bribe?"

Datul was shocked. Apparently after eating the emotions of a Hamam Amirul Mukminin can immediately subside so.

Datul. "I can eat by myself"

"Then eat!"

Instead of starting to eat, Datul put down his spoon. A sign that the girl is still reluctant to eat.

"Mas, I did not wait for the bike to turn back, he meant a long time nothing, the important thing was that the bike met"

"Mas Hamam doesn't have to spend any more money to pay the police"

"Well, you think they want to work if they don't have money?"

"Keep them Mas,"

"Udahlah, it does not need to be thought, they are used to eating illegal money, just calm down later I love them illegal money as well"

"I mean, Mas Hamam want to play online gambling again?"

"Hmm, how to quickly make money!"

"Yes, if you win, if you lose the money Mas Hamam who lost"

"You're ngremehin me? if I want the city not to make poor I can also, no history of the number that I put is not translucent, not about luck, I already memorized the formula, so it will not miss"

"I thought Hamam had stopped playing,"

"Emang is now rare, yesterday busy doing thesis, anyways I use money kayak so usual for foya-foya doang, for example need to buy spare parts motor,"

"I never made a meal or snack, you're like jajanin I use halal money from my mother,"

"The law is the same Mas, still a sin of gambling!"

"Thank you, Datul! come on, come on out of this"

"Promise?"

"Goddess... hehe..."

Datul sneered. Not sure about Mas Hamam. Do not know the truth in the heart of Mas Hamam has been really intended. This will be the last game of gambling. Hamam wants to improve. Healed from his mischief and became a responsible adult male. Moreover, the siren of the marriage order from her mother was already lit up. In the short term, Mas Hamam should have gotten the job. In order to make her mother's heart somewhat calm.

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