
"After more than twenty days of not finding the perpetrators of the murder of two teenagers near the city park, the police finally decided to close the case." Write the city news that night. "How can that cop let his case be closed? , wouldn't it ruin his career that never fails to uncover all the cases he faces ?" dara said on this .
"Let dara!! , the most important thing now is that Sinta has no more restraint ." Reply his twin, Sinta did not discuss it , he thought of other things that are currently more important. "Hey, why are you quiet ?"
"What's wrong, I'm thinking of something more important....," the sentence was interrupted because the phone read...., "What's wrong ?" Sinta just doesn't want to waste time . "Can you go to the cafe near the city park now ?" he let out a deep breath and said "Yes, I'm there ."
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At 19:15
Sinta finally gets there , Devi waves at him . "Why did you suddenly ask me to meet here ?" Devi showed me the file she signed earlier . "Sister actually wanted to tell you since last night, but I thought you were sleeping so it's off." It definitely made Sinta curious.
"Yes, now brother can tell me ." Devi started at the beginning, "The mysterious young man last night reappeared again, and you can catch him." Sinta was very excited to hear the follow-up. "But we've been misunderstanding him all along, he doesn't have the slightest ill intention ."
Sinta cut it off because it felt strange, "No bad intentions ?" Devi nodded and continued her story . "He turned out to be the son of a taxi passenger who hit father , but before you continue you are not angry right ?" Of course Sinta was not angry because he knew who was wrong in that incident.
"Now his father is dead, and he's looking for us to give him his paternity leave, that's an apology letter ."
"And just got my sister back to receiving another tithe, here's the tittle." Sinta read it carefully, "What? , We get the inheritance from his father ?"
"Who is the young man's name? , We should thank him." Devi tells me her name is Hamdani . "True, sister also wants to thank him and his family." They were there until nine o'clock at night, but Dara who had felt that there was an oddity whispered to go home soon. "Go home! , Quickly go home it seems like something strange ."
For some reason, since hearing the radio announcer last night in Bu Ratih's car, Sinta was like addicted to him . Along the way home he listened to the announcer's chatter, he liked the way he communicated with his audience
"Okay, after this one song we'll open the first caller ." He quickly pressed one by one the numbers he said . Finally the song ended and he immediately hit the call menu on his phone .
Tut's... Tutttt.
On the radio there was an incoming call, half of his heart was already very happy . But it is not the voice of the broadcaster that is connected but the info from the operator that tells that the pulse he has is not enough.
"Oh Allah, I forgot to pulse." Sinta's unstoppable tears, like losing a heart in an instant. He cried leaning against the wall of his hostel, in his opinion only about failure . "Sick but not bloody." He was determined that tomorrow was the one who managed to call EX-YE the broadcaster he was disinclined with .
"Okay we'll play a song already-bond Prakoso request from our first caller." Not to make Sinta excited again even make it more upset . ✓
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