The Journey and Destiny of Love

Chapter 2 - Disappearing

At exactly eleven o'clock in the evening, Winah came home. Ms. Wanti immediately improved, putting in all her clothes and makeshift items. But it was suddenly startled with a faint panicked cry of Winah sounding from in front of his house.

"Please! help u! the blood! the blood!" his panicked voice screamed loudly.

Anindita and her mother half ran, hunting down the door. They ran in the dark towards the residence of Winah which was only a few hundred meters from where he lived. Some neighbors rushed to Winah's house.

"Please! the blood! Murod!" winah's voice shouted in a jolt as she trembled, her face deathly pale, while still gawking in front of the door.

Mom hunts down and hugs her beloved daughter-in-law. Patted Winah's shoulders while hugging the fragile figure of the woman.

“Anin, please bring water for your brother,” the door.

“Iya Ma'am,” rushed Anindita into her sister's house.

Suddenly his face gasped hot, apparently splattered with fresh blood in the living room, continuing through the open back door. He ventured towards the back door following the trail of blood splattered, the corner of his eyes looking into every corner of the room, looking for a figure that might be sprawled. But there's no one there.

"Anne!" mother's voice shouted, calling out to him from outside.

“Iya Ma'am, briefly,” soon she takes an empty glass in a shelf and fills it.

Walk fast even half run out, leaving the conditions in the house gripping. Soon Mother drank the clear water she received to Winah who was still unable to tell me anything. Some of the neighbors entered the house.

Some of the men helped with the search, they used makeshift flashlights, tracing the vacant lot behind Winah's house. Traces of fresh blood splattered through the back door, sparks left on the path in the empty land behind the house. The search eventually came to a halt as his trail ended at the edge of the river. Murod's figure could not be found.

"What's? Murod wasn't found?" Mother Wanti's voice shrieked, her face full of anxiety, the clear circle screeched, weeping over the fate of her adopted son who went the wrong way.

Mr. RT chairman approached Winah who looks still so shocked. Some neighbors also huddled and tried to calm down.

“Oinah, is your husband in trouble with others?” Mr. RT is trying to get information.

“Trouble?” it was as if Winah was talking to herself, meanwhile her mind floated in remembrance of the events of that day. Murod had too many enemies at the gambling table.

“In the last few weeks, a group of people looked for him here RT sir, they collect gambling debts, lucky that day he was away, and only I was at home,” replied Winah.

“Is he from the Jagat Kampung gang?” continue with RT.

“I don't know, but their looks made me shudder, her eyes full of killing aura. ” Do not feel the feathers stand when imagining the five big tall people who have the face of the sangar.

“Tomorrow our search continues, we will help as much as possible, hopefully the people who have problems with your husband are not from the gang, if so, thin hope for us to find him especially alive, "said Mr. RT.

“Now it is too late, we go home first,”, said Mr. RT followed by some residents also say goodbye to him.

It had been a week for villagers to help find Murod, but his tracks had disappeared as if they had been swallowed up by the earth. Only his shirt was found floating, stuck in the roots of the river. There was no trace of life left behind, nor any sign of death. Everything finally stopped me from searching. Winah has learned to accept the situation if she has to care for and care for the baby she contains alone.

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