Murderer

CHAPTER 38 - Doctor Evelyn (Revised)

A week later, God gave a miracle to Anto, the boy opened his eyes. Andrian immediately contacted Citra who was arguing with her boss.

Regardless of the screams of Police Chief Rindra, he ran towards the parking lot. Citra turns on her car and steps on the gas pedal deeply, she wants to see Anto soon.

Rush was parked casually in the parking lot outside the hospital, he ran down the corridor that leads to the ICU room. There is Jaka waiting.

"Doctor Andrian and several other doctors are examining him," said Jaka holding Citra who will rush in.

Shortly afterwards Andrian came out with a big smile.

"That boy is strong, he's great. You can meet him, but he can't talk!" andrian resolute.

The image nodded and went straight into the room. Inside, he had a moment of sculpting, Anto glanced at Citra with a faint look. He could see the boy's smile behind the dew of his breathing apparatus.

He pulled the chair beside the nightstand by Anto's bedside, he held the skinny hand. Fingers Citra gently rubbed Anto's head.

"You rest first, yeah. Later the police brother returns again," Citra said. Anto nodded weakly, he closed his eyes again and went to sleep.

Citra met Andrian who was conversing with Jaka, when he was about to return to the office.

"I picked up the boy, yeah!" pinta Citra on Andrian. The doctor held up his thumb.

"So, you keep it here first. If there's anything, please call me!" his orders were then on Jaka.

The two inspectors saluted his superiors. Although he did not understand why Iptu Citra was so concerned about the homeless boy.

The phone in the pocket of the Citra jacket reads.

"Mama." He breathed heavily.

"Yes, Ma."

"You're going home tonight, please, son. Mama Christian invited us to dinner" said her mother.

"Ta—but, Ma ...."

"There's no buts. Anyway tonight you should be home!" firmly Rita.

"Good, Ma." The image will obey the decree of the mother if it has a firm tone like that. Otherwise, her mother would come to the office and drag her home.

The image of driving his car slowly, he kept thinking about the cause of the strange death of the two homeless people. Moreover, the old man in the tunnel yesterday looked very frightened.

He was terrified when he learned that the hands of the two bodies were missing. As if he had experienced the same event before, Citra's mind kept raging. He turned his car towards the tunnel where the old man lived.

His feet echoed, the place was a little quiet, maybe they were looking for junk to sell or were begging in the streets. He did not see at all the old man who was at the end of the tunnel yesterday.

How many times he went back and forth, the old man he did not find. Imagra tried to search around the tunnel, the homeless people he asked did not know where the old man went.

"You looking for that grumpy old man?" scold a voice.

Image jerks. A young man in tattered clothes stood behind him.

"Where did the old man go?"

"He was picked up by a man who claimed to be his son, he seemed to be a learned and rich man" the young man replied.

"O, yes, the man was driving a luxury car" he added.

Why do the cases I face always make me dizzy! Not to mention the mama who forced me to meet Christian's parents! The image can only grumble in the heart.

"Thank you for the information."

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"Mommy's son is very beautiful when it's like this," praised Rita. The image only smiled wryly, she was eager to remove the makeup that her mother made.

The three of them left for the hotel where Christian had stayed overnight. As long as he has not got an apartment or a house that suits his wishes, the man chooses to stay in a hotel. According to the mother, Christian's mother came to visit him.

He is not very knowledgeable about Christian's parents, except for their divorced status because his father was often violent towards him and his mother. Mama Christian is a good friend of his father, while the man's father has not been heard from for a long time.

Evelyn or Dr. Evelyn Graciella, Sp.B, his papa friend is a surgeon and professor at one of the prestigious universities in Medan.

Christian booked a VIP room at the hotel restaurant where he was staying, a woman his age smiled at him. The woman has a beautiful face, it is very clear that she is a mixture of Indonesia and one of the countries from the west. Of course it is Evelyn, it is fitting that Christian also has a handsome face.

"Please sit!" Christian let them sit.

"Partner, this is Aunt Evelyn, Chris' mother." His mother introduced the woman to him.

"It's nice to meet a princess as beautiful as Citra." The woman named Evelyn reached out to Citra.

The image smiled faintly and shook Mama Christian's hand back. He hates formal events like this, but his figure is very attractive to Citra.

Not only has a beautiful face with bright blue irises. The woman seemed to be very attentive to appearance, she was wearing a dress that matched her bag and shoes. Sometimes Citra also found Evelyn was rearranging the location of the plates, glasses and even cutlery to keep it straight and symmetrical.

Citra is very grateful because the food ordered quickly served. Before eating, the woman repeatedly wiped her cutlery. How to eat was interesting, Evelyn twisted the soup cup in front of her so that her position was straight. Then he started to scoop the cream soup into his mouth.

"The food, it's not good, is it, Cit?" ask mama Christian.

"Eh, e—enak kok Aunty," replied Citra gelagapan. She was embarrassed to notice Evelyn.

Rita pinched her waist slowly Citra sneakily saw the behavior of her disrespectful daughter.

"By the way, he said you're a police inspector huh?" evelyn asked as she cut the steak just as big.

Christian who felt Citra watching the actions of the mother cleared her throat.

"Ehem, my mom is a perfectionist. Everything has to be neat and orderly" he said, glancing at Evelyn.

They also had dinner in an awkward atmosphere.

"O, yeah, are you busy, Eve now?" Mr. Adi opened his voice to melt the atmosphere.

"You know as a teacher and a doctor, I rarely have any time to spare" she replied gracefully.

They are again involved in the silence. Only the sound of spoons and forks clashing with ceramic plates.

"Ma, Chris wants to see the apartment in Greenhouse tomorrow. Looks like the apartment complex is perfect for Chris,"

The face of Citra changed. The greenhouse? He said the name of the apartment complex in his heart.

"Can you go with Christian tomorrow, son?" Rita asks Citra's willingness to accompany Christian to look around the apartment.

The image flinched with her mother's question. He fell down and did not answer. That apartment, a memory that is still always a nightmare for him.

"Can?" His mother again.

With weight and forced Citra nodded. He can't resist, because tomorrow is Sunday. That night, he never expected to be delivered to a clue about the puzzle of this homeless case.

Their dinner ended in a very awkward atmosphere. It was all because Citra noticed Evelyn's actions that she felt were a little strange.

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