Santri Famiglia's

Investigatory

Exit Wongso's page. Jin and two of his colleagues walked down the village road. They examined the grave carefully.

Some roads were temporarily closed. There are wooden bars that say 'There is development.' and alternative road signs. Jin looked out the window, watching her.

"What's the construction there?" tanyakanya.

"Denger the young man who built the house. His name is Sanubari."

"The one we used to kidnap?" look at Jin who immediately turned his head.

Only one Sanubari he knew. The boy who disappeared seven years ago. Since the shooting in Saugertis, Sanubari has never again appeared in the Olympics. In fact, Sanubari successively won gold medals and Jin always met him in athlete gatherings.

"Come on, but he's famous. He helped people a lot in pandemic times. Many people sold land to him. We asked the people before you arrived."

"Hey, look! There are three graves there!"

Fellow Jin who was sitting in the back seat pointed in one direction. But the car passed through it. The gear lever was moved backwards. The car is pulled back, goes into the open yard, then parks there.

All three get out of the car. They walked to the cemetery.

"The cemetery is new. The date shows that they died yesterday" Bas—, one of Jin's colleagues, said.

Meanwhile, Jin read the death note. Kirman's name was given to his family and two other people.

"Is there one other cemetery around here?"

"Unfortunately, no, Jin," replied Bas circulating a glance.

"Well, for other families, let's go to their homes. So who owns this land? Wongso or someone else?" Jin closed the book and kept it.

None of his two friends knew. They also walked to the house that stood not far from the land. They knock on the door. Not long after, a woman holding a baby appeared.

"Sorry, I asked, Mother. I was interested in buying land. About who's the land in the T-junction, huh?" Jin pointed to the northwest.

"Oh, who's got that grave?" The woman saw the land whose trees had been cut down.

"Yes," said Jin nodding.

"Well, if it belongs to Sanubari, Mas. I'm not sure it's for sale. Heard he was already forgiven for the funeral of the citizens. Instead, just find another land if you want to buy."

"Well, what a pity. In fact, its location is strategic for business."

Jin thanked her, then continued on to the next house. They had to find a detour because the passageway was temporarily closed.

"It means staying to find out about Wongso and Sanubari's relationship, huh?" ask Bas.

"More or less like that. You should have done this for me yesterday. Why wait for me?"

Jin held his head. Elbows are piled on the door. The red dot on the navigation continues to move closer to the destination. The bus occasionally glances at the monitor attached to the dashboard.

"I'm sorry, we didn't think of doing this." Bas laughs.

"It is only fitting that your work is always slow" Jin sneered.

The host received that goodwill. After notifying the location and making small talk, he was lured to explain, "The cost of the grave here is very expensive, Mas. I spent five hundred million to bury. Not to mention, the cost of seven consecutive days of worship for the deceased. Savings until ludes. Just try if Sanubari returned to this village early, I've buried the father to his land so as not to eat the cost."

As they headed for the next house, a similar response they heard. The family of the deceased complained about the high cost of the funeral and the name Sanubari was always carried around.

"If buried into the ground itself, the fine doubled the cost of the funeral. Yeah, mending me bury it where they're to? Who makes a policy of strangling people like this? Huh, it's gemes. Want me to remetch the lackeys to be nuggets all of you."

The mother clenched her right hand, lashed it into her left palm, then demonstrated squeezing with both hands. Jutek's face. His speech exploded.

Jin recorded all the conversations with the housewives. That will make the evidence to write a report to superiors.

"So, it's true that he's corrupt, huh? Want to execute tomorrow?" knot Bas.

They left the last house. The car drove slowly down a road illuminated by yellowish light. Jin squinted due to glare.

"No need to rush. Let them enjoy the day! Tomorrow, we better find Sanubari first."

Jin was still wondering if it was Sanubari whom he knew or not. Some people have the same name. Although he had never met or heard of another Sanubari, but he did not know it was the same person or not before seeing it in person.

"Oh, so, do you want to execute this Sanubari?" ask Jin's other partner who knows best.

Jin simply kept quiet, letting the trip end without further conversation. Both of his colleagues were silent. They saw Jin's serious expression, not knowing what their chief was thinking.

Meanwhile, the second day Sanubari was imprisoned, he felt dizzy. To drive away the annoying dizzy, he stood with his head turned upside down, making the hands a substitute for the feet. Since yesterday, he has not taken any medicine. The drug that the police seized from Abrizar was not handed to him at all.

Sanubari tried to reduce his anxiety. He convinces himself that Abrizar and the others can definitely find a way to free him.

Along with the arrival of two rice ration boxes dinner, new prisoners were put to bars—one room with Sanubari. Sanubari's attention was on him. The new prisoner was wearing a white peci, a white cocoa shirt, a blue checkered holster. His right hand held a white prayer beads that continued to rotate.

"Eat first, Mas!" sanubari.

The man bagged the bag of prayer beads, then picked up the rice box. He sat next to Sanubari.

"Why put it here if I may know?" tanya Sanubari tried to get along.

"I was vilified for molesting some of the sisters and killing one of them."

"So, is this ustaz? How old is Mas?"

"You could say so. I was only twenty-one years old. My name is Muhtar."

"I'm Sanubari. Nineteen years. How can it be defamed? Did the police not investigate the truth?"

"Eitherway. All the evidence he found pointed to me. The victim who was asked also admitted that I was the culprit. By Allah, I have never done anything that Allah has wronged."

"Patience, yes! If I can get out of this prison, I'll wait for the less intelligent cops so that no more tragedies are caught wrong." Sanubari believed and felt sorry for Muhtar.

"Why did you go to jail yourself?"

"The grave matter." Sanubari laughed awkwardly.