The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

a glimmer of hope for stevani

As they had agreed, the two met at a store where Ning bought the ordered goods. There were several places visited by Ms. Ning, and Hendra faithfully accompanied her. They spent most of the day shopping around town.

But like a young couple, they do not feel tired or tired. They seem happy with their togetherness. Arriving at the hotel, they did not miss a second without being together. Ms. Ning immediately asked for the reward that Hendra had promised.

Seeing the goods his order has been handled, Hendra happily fulfilled his promise. I do not know how many times mbak Ning made Hendra drooped helplessly. Until finally he was completely helpless.

Hendra woke up from his sleep. He paired the flash disc that Ning brought to the usb port on his laptop. He began his search on the CCTV footage. He headed straight for the day that his sister Budi recorded the sound from Stevani's room using Zulfikar's stethoscope.

Starting from the four o'clock recording he noticed. No suspicious signs. Everything is calm like dawn. The next morning, around eight o'clock, Stevani appears in front of her booth mbak Ning.

Here he recognized the superiority of the CCTV camera device that recorded the image. Clear enough for a distance of over twenty meters. It can even capture details of Stevani's face as she zooms in.

He recorded the date days, hours, minutes, even seconds of Stevani's appearance in the recording. His attention was attached to a car that stopped right in front of Stevani, and took the woman away. He recorded the timing of their departure, including the type of car and its license plate.

Hendra continued to pay attention to the recording with acceleration several times. Sometimes he held back the video, when he saw people coming out or into the rented area. He also noted the time and characteristics of the person.

For a moment he looked towards mbak Ning. He smiled to see the woman asleep. He meant to ask the woman she was putting off. Maybe it would be better if he recorded everything first, then he asked at once.

Without him noticing, the hands of the clock had already spun more than a quarter of a turn. The sound of an adhan from a mosque jerked his concentration. He also woke Ms. Ning from her deep sleep. He smiled as his eyes clashed with Hendra's eyes.

“You're eyes are red, mas? You're not sleeping, are you?”

Sister Ning asked as she inched to the edge of the bed. Then he walked over to Hendra. Hendra only smiled, because his attention was seized with a body figure that approached him. There are traces of their struggles that still look real on Ms. Ning's body.

“How much is your record? Really intention yes, want to cuddle me directly in my room?” ask mbak Ning again. Hendra chuckled.

“I don't want to repeat the same mistake. What does Ning mind?” answer Hendra.

“Oh, no. I'm even grinning. So greget, you know. Not only capital money doang, but also capital guts. Ha ha ha ha ha”

“Thankallah” comments Hendra.

“Grab some, gih! I bought kopi” pinta Hendra.

“Oke” answer mbak Ning.

Sister Ning still took the time to tease Hendra while walking towards the bathroom. Hendra just chuckled and shook his head. He himself immediately went downstairs to buy coffee. At this time there are many coffee shops open, serving traders and drivers who move in the market not far from this hotel.

Upon returning to the hotel, Ms. Ning already looked fresh. Her hair was wet, and water droplets still dyed her innocent body. Looks very seductive. If you obey your lust, actually Hendra wants to pounce on Mr. Ning again. But the main purpose here, it's much more important. So he just tepis the temptations that Ning deliberately mbak catapulted to him.

While enjoying hot black coffee, befriending fried foods, they discussed Hendra's findings. Hendra deliberately started with a wider period of time, so that Ning did not suspect him.

One by one, the questions get answers. Especially the people who passed by when Stevani left.

Ms. Ning explained one by one the people Hendra asked. Especially in addition to the contract residents. He expressed interest in someone who entered by grasping something.

“Oh, that's it, Karjo. His man bu kontrakan” said mbak Ning.

“Means?” ask Hendra.

“Iya. He's a guy who likes to be asked to make a contract. If there is dead water, leaking roof tiles, broken door locks, that cement, lah”

“Oh. That's what he brought, huh?”

“Eeemm” mbak Ning seemed to focus his vision on the hand of the Karjo.

“That's the lights, mas. That power-saving lamp, you” exclamation mbak Ning.

“Oh. Yes, bener” sahut Hendra justifies.

“Why, um, mas?” ask mbak Ning. He felt awkward with Hendra's comments.

“Haihi. I think he's carrying dangerous stuff. Most I sign it, from earlier” replied Hendra reasoned.

“Oh, ha ha ha ha. This brave time is afraid of fighting, anyway?” ning mbak Goda.

“He he's. Ja. If you are not a trained person, it is difficult anyway, if dikeroyok” comment mbak Ning.

Hendra asked a little deeper about this Karjo. Under the pretext of making sure that this Karjo is really not a dangerous person. And mbak Ning told me all about that Karjo.

Because mbak ning had given valuable information, Hendra felt bad if he did not give something that Ning liked. While waiting for the sun to emerge from the contest, they repeated their actions last night. And for once again, mbak ning made Hendra lunglai helpless.

When the sky was clear, Hendra invited Ms. Ning to go home. He said that he had a job that he had to deposit directly with his superiors.

When mbak Ning asked, what can not be deposited remotely, Hendra said can not use the internet, because it is too dangerous. Although he did not understand the point, but mbak Ning obeyed Hendra's invitation. For him, all work is at risk. Just like a shaman, if you lose seriously, yes the risk, the courtesy will come back about itself.

Arriving in front of the house mbak Ning, Hendra immediately said goodbye. He reasoned to want to see his superior. And without asking again, Ms. Ning agreed. He left Hendra with toa. Hendra's goal this time is Stevani. He wanted to ask about Karjo.

Stevani looked disheveled and less excited as she emerged from behind the wall. Hendra realized, he had been gathering information for too long. Seen in the look of Stevani's face, the feeling of indignation, sadness, relief, and many more flavors mixed into one.

“How are you, mbak Vani?” asked Hendra while greeting Stevani.

“What's the Good News?” Stevani asked back.

“Yes. I brought something. And I need information from Vani”'s point of view, replied Hendra.

He took out the tablet from his bag. He played CCTV footage on the day the Princess played to Zulfikar's contract.

“Nah, right. What did I say? Bener, right? These. This, mas” exciting Stevani. His eyes glazed over when he saw the figure of himself caught by the CCTV camera.

“Ya. this is what I was looking for these few days, mbak” replied Hendra.

“Well, Vani knows this guy, don't you?” ask Hendra.

“Oh, yes. This is Karjo”, Stevani replied.

“Why, with him, mbak?” ask Hendra to investigate.

“That day, from dawn, my dalem room light went off. I can't replace it. I asked for a contract to replacein”, Stevani replied.

“Emm. Pulling” comments Hendra.

“Terus?” continued.

“Yes that, from dawn, I wait for no dateng-dateng. Because I have an appointment, I'm leaving. I told you before the same rented mom, just enter if you want to change the lights” replied Stevani. Hendra.

“Si mom is a habit, melt. Any thing is sepelein. Asked from dawn, what time does it come, try it? Tuh, noon just sent the karjo” continued Stevani.

“Klop kalo. What the Karjo brought, it seems, is also a lamp. It seems. Less clear image capture” comments Hendra.

“Ya. lights, mas. Must be a lamp. What else is the color white, the shape is round clamped rich glass so?” sahut Stevani's.

“But Vani's statement will be stronger if accompanied by authentic evidence of this kind, mbak” said Hendra slowly.

“Whatsapp, mass. My conversation I recommend periodically. There's got to be a backup on the g-drive. Try Hendra mas back up to a mobile phone mas Hendra, or another mobile phone. Here's his account and code” Stevani wrote down his email address and password code.

“There's a video I sent to the rented bu, mas. I gripped the dead lights. Like a report, that's it. I said my name and the contract mom. Surely the video ID is also very typical” said Stevani. Hendra.

“Meeting, mas! I can't stand being accused of being rich gini” Stevani's orders.

“Good, mbak. I try as soon as possible” replied Hendra. He also resigned.

Upon returning to his detention cell, he again became the center of attention of the male prisoners. He must have been memorized and did not care about all the comments they made. There was only one thing that caught his attention.

In the corner of one of the cells, Dino was seen limp with multiple bruises on his face. Without him asking, one of the male prisoners in the same cell told him that Dino had been interrogated by investigators. And he came back battered so.

A smile on his lips. In his heart he gave thanks, because he did not experience such physical violence every time he underwent interrogation.