My mother's a ghost
Part 49's
My mother's a ghost
Part 49's
“Pak Andre's. I'm so sorry for interrupting this clock. But this is seriously urgent. More urgent than anything.” Say Damar fast when their phone connection is connected.
“This is with whom?” Reply Andre from across the phone.
“I Damar, Sir. Remember with me?”
“Droom? Damar Campus Literature?” Ask Andre to make sure.
“Rubber, Mr. Andre. Exactly right. I need very important help. My friend's son was kidnapped, sir. There's a kidnapping case here.” Sahut Damar did not want to waste time on explanation over the phone.
“Abduction? Where is it now?” Ask Andre enthusiastically.
Damar mentioned the name of the school and also the full address to make it easier for Andre to get here. “Pak Andre, I asked for his help also to contact the ambulance and send him here. But please don't need to turn on the siren. The kidnapper's still around here, sir.”
“Good, I'll be there soon.” Reply Andre quickly.
“Oh yes, Mr. Andre, please bring iron scissors or anything to open the gate padlock. One of the abductees I saved. But I can't evacuate to a safe place.” Pinta Damar at once explained his current condition.
“Good. Me and the team will soon be up to less than ten minutes.” Reply Andre.
Damar put his phone back on after the phone connection was cut off. He doesn't know what to do to act professionally. Do not want to feel if you have to act rashly without involving those who are more trained and experienced in dealing with dangerous cases like this.
Luckily Damar still keeps Andre's phone number which certainly can be relied on for critical help like today. As was the case in the villa where Damar worked, without Andre's help, there was no way the case could have been solved properly.
“Who was your name? Dandi, yes?” Ask Damar to Dandi who sat embracing Danti. They had managed to get Danti out of the landfill and put her in front of the school shed.
“Iya, Om.” Dandi Sahut.
“You know where there is a water tap?” Ask Damar to Dandi.
“In front it seems to be there, Om. There must be something in the school toilet. For what, Om?” Ask Dandi.
“Your sister must be given fluids, Dan. I don't know how long he's been unconscious and deprived of oxygen in that backpack.” Sahut Damar as he approached the landfill. He took one of the bottles of mineral water that looked clean.
“Use used bottles, Om?” Tanya Dandi does not believe in her own vision and mind.
“You brought a drinking bottle, don't you?” Ask Damar back.
“No, Om.” Reply Dandi.
“Ya already, use this only.” Sahut Damar without caring about Dandi. “Better your sister is diarrhea, than dehydration.”
Dandi silently did not answer.
“Your sister has eaten a hamburger, no?” Ask Damar.
“Often, Om.” Dandi Sahut.
“Ya, already. It makes no difference to this used bottle.” Reply Damar while stepping his feet towards the tap called Dandi.
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Sena and the others sat in the corner with worried faces. Firmly intimidate them for thwarting his plan that has been arranged very neatly.
“If you are not nosy, there is no need to experience events like this.” Stout Say. He crouched himself in front of the children with his hands tapping the ground floor using a wooden axe. “Your mental pity for having to be a victim like this. I should how should it be?”
There is no word from Sena or any other.
“Try to help me think. Which is better? Unleash you? Or assume you never existed in this world?” Reaffirm again by highlighting the faces of children without sin using a flashlight.
“Both won't benefit me, do you know?” He continued flat without regret on his face. “If I let go, you must be complaining to other adults. If spent, how?”
***
Mr. Hartanto moved quickly to Post 3 by motorcycle. Mr. Thunder and Mr. Yusuf were surprised when they found their superiors put on panicked faces, “Night, Mr. Har.” Welcome Mr. Yusuf respectfully.
“Hah? Lost?” Ask Miss Rima hysterically.
“Miss how, Mr Har?” Ask Mr. Yusuf together with Ms. Rima.
“Who's missing, Sir?” Ask Mr. Thunder curiously.
“Dandi.” Mr. Har's word is short.
“Dandi? Isn't he sprained, sir? She asked permission with me because she couldn't continue the journey.” Reply Mr. Thunder.
“True. Ms. Siti said so too. Now Mr Thunder can come with me to Post 2?” Pinta Pak Har's.
“Can, Sir. Can.” Sahut Pak Guntur's.
Mr. Thunder then rushed up the back seat with Mr. Har as a rider. They then entered the durian garden with the aim of course to meet Bu Siti and the others in Post 2.
***
“Sir Yusuf, what should we do, sir?” Ask Bu Rima.
“Bu Rima, do we need to call Mr Teguh?” Ask Mr. Yusuf without commenting on Ms. Rima's question.
“I, why so afraid with Mr Teguh?” Miss Rima almost whispered.
“Fear how, Miss Rima?”
“I'm afraid to admit that Mr. Teguh like suspicious.” Reply Miss Rima.
Mr. Yusuf looked at Bu Rima who was emitting an aura of tension on his face. “Why is that, Mom? What makes Bu Rima suspicious of Mr Teguh?”
“Once, Sir. Until now Mr. Teguh was not back and forth, right?”
Mr. Joseph was silent not knowing what to answer.
“Pak, do we have to contact the police?” Ask Bu Rima again.
“We'll shut up first, Mom. We don't know what the real situation is, do we? We just wait for an order from Mr. Har.” Answer Mr. Yusuf diplomatically.
***
“Guntur pack was accompanying what group?” Ask Mr. Har on his way to Post 2.
“Group two, Mr. Har. Coincidentally Dandi is part of group two. Uh, wait a minute. Dandi it's not group two, sir.” Excited Mr. Thunder just realized the existence of Dandi who should not be part of group two.
“I mean Mr Thunder, how? Don't joke, Mr.” Reply Mr. Har who suddenly reduced the speed of his second wheeled vehicle because he heard the explanation of Mr. Thunder that was lacking in detail.
“Yes, Mr. Har. As I recall Dandi was not in the group two days ago.” Mr. Thunder tried to dig up his memory. “But, why is he night jurit a group of two, huh?” Mr. Thunder was astonished by his own confusion. “But the two-number group fits fifteen people.”
“Wow! I'm the same forgetfulness of two students who returned to Post 2 huh, Mr Har? Please speed it up a little, sir. We need to get to Post 2. Looks like something went wrong.” Thunder Sir cried when he remembered that in Post 3, the group of two only numbered twelve people.
“I mean Mr Thunder, I let two small children walk without supervision from adults, so?” Hardik Pak Hartanto fierce.
“I think they'll be back soon. I forgot, Sir. Im sorry. Hopefully Sena and Doni are still in Post 2.” Said Mr. Thunder regretting his careless deeds.
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