My mother's a ghost
The Part 65
My mother's a ghost
The Part 65
“I want to hear your opinion.” Andre asked Dusk and Sena shortly after Ragil walked away from them.
“About what, Sir?” Sena's question did not understand the direction of Andre's conversation.
“About this kidnapping case. To be sure, Teguh there are hands doing the action with many eyewitnesses, right?” Andre said to the others. “That I was surprised, why could the principal be dragged. From your own perspective, what is your principal like?”
“Pak Hartanto is good, sir. Many fun activities are in school since Mr. Har who led. That's what the class said. In the past, the school was monotonous.” The Law of the Dusk precedes Sena. “But if I am private, I have never been in direct contact with Mr. Har. I think Mr. Har also does not know the names of students or students in school. Most who have problems or who have achievements who deal with Mr. Har.”
Andre then set his sights on hearing Sena's opinion.
“Same, Mr. Andre. I have never dealt directly with Mr. Hartanto. So my opinion is guaranteed not to help Mr. Andre. It's good, only teachers are asked for an opinion, Mr.” Terang Sena expressed her opinion.
Andre nodded his head trying to understand the delivery of the children. “Let's ask Ragil and his friend. They finished first. Who knows they have another opinion about this principal.”
“Oh yes, Om ask for help so that you guys do not act alone like camp yesterday yes, Sena, Dusk.” Damar suddenly interrupted the conversation between the investigator and the eyewitness of this big case. “Om think this is a big problem and very dangerous. Let Mr. Andre now continue the investigation.”
“But, Om. In the durian garden there is one more child that we need to find more information.” Reply Sena.
Seeing the adults around him seem confused, Sena then continued her speech. “I'm the same Mama had seen there are girls in the same. His name is Raya.”
Dusk raised both eyebrows lazily while answering information from Sena. “If you want to know, this Kingdom is not a living creature. He's a ghost.”
Andre and Damar were stunned to hear the words of Dusk. “Ghost?” Ask Damar.
“Iya, Om. Mama had communication with Raya. Isn't that right, Ma?” Ask Sena to Agia to make sure.
“Pake nanya again ni brat. Obviously only he can doang communication with Mama.” The Twilight protest saw his sister's actions.
“Lantas, Mama you said what, Sena?” Ask Andre curiously.
“Mama said that this Kingdom has long lived in durian gardens. And Raya also said that Mr. Hartanto was several times seen wandering around his durian garden. What else, Ma?” Ask Sena to her Mama.
“The boy also had time to say that Mr. Teguh was evil and tied his hands and feet. I don't know, Mama's not sure. That's why we have to go there so we can chat with Raya.” Agia is not sure.
“If for example tomorrow, Mr Andre can take us to the durian garden again? Mama said, Raya should be invited to chat again to get more information.” Ask Andre Sena.
“You're not in school?” Ask Andre.
“Against school, Sir.”
“Ya already, we leave.”
“I'm coming, Sir.” To express his desire to participate in the investigation.
“What is Papa not working?” Ask Dusk.
“Let me come, Bro.” Damar's reply was quick and enthusiastic.
“Om not working?” Ask Sena.
“Bos does not have to come every day.” His mouth was bragging with a cheerful face. Dusk and Sena really likes to chat with her Papa's friend. His mind is broad, and he likes to make light jokes.
Not long after, Ragil came quickly while carrying a gray bag.
Without making a sound, Ragil opened the zipper bag and took out his folding computer. The most valuable thing he got from a site where he used to share videos. His favorite activity in the form of cinematography produces rupiah coffers that are used to buy his dream goods. Capitalize on action cameras designed specifically to capture moving activities. This rectangular-shaped camera was obtained from his mother who won the door prize for the drawing of a private bank. Now, thanks to his penchant, a video can help the police dive deeper into the bitter case behind the kidnapping of a schoolgirl.
Ragil handed the folding computer to Andre who was sitting next to Damar. Along with Andre and Damar witnessed the results of a simple recording from Ragil. The face of Mr. Hartanto was in the dark. The light from the flashlight lamp makes the situation even more tense. The conversation between Ragil, Riki, and also Pak Hartanto was clear.
“I think, this part can be asked by Mr. Andre directly to Mr. Hartanto. Why the cackle in the hut? Suspicious once.” Said Ragil debgan eyebrow linked into one.
“According to you, what is Mr Har doing?” Tanya Andre tried to provoke the contents of Ragil's heart and mind.
Ragil shut up for a second. “It feels good, sir. Pak Hartanto does not know that Dara is under the cage. But, I believe one hundred percent, if Pak Hartanto knew that Dara was lost and hidden by Mr. Teguh. Well, I don't know, sir. Later I even talked about ngawur.”
“No, Gil. I am happy to hear the opinion of the public. Sometimes, the innocence of the way of thinking of people who do not have experience, it can help find a bright spot.” Andre said with a sweet smile.
“Then, what do I think was enough to make Mr Andre's curiosity rumble?” Ragil's question drew laughter from Dusk and Sena.
“Why are you laughing?” Tanya Ragil is fierce at Dusk.
“Lo's words are disgusting, hiii tickle me horrifying. Rumble!” Dusk Laughter melted Ragil.
Ragil only replied to the twilight by sticking out his tongue.
“Tomorrow, we want to go to durian garden. Lo follow?” Ask Dusk to Ragil then.
“Ngapain?” Reply Ragil by raising both his eyes a sign of curiosity.
“Mau harvest durian.”
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I'm sure all my friends are disappointed that I've been missing for months. Forgive me for being less professional. I promise I won't hang up this story and will finish it quickly. Please excuse me, because I am the mother of two children whose bushyness exceeds anything.
I still have a lot of story ideas, it's just, time to pour in words that are hard to come by. Once again, I am sorry, and thank you for always waiting for the continuation of the story My Mama Ghost.
I pray that all readers will be endowed with health and kindness from all directions.
Greetings dear, dear,
Pandan Intan.
