THE MYSTERY OF THE FOREST
#15
East Lombok Police, especially the Criminal Investigation Unit, are again preoccupied with successive murder cases in new villages in the forest area. The first case is still in the process of investigating and questioning witnesses, now reports of murder are again received. Two people were killed in one night in the same place. Cases that are difficult to disclose because some of the witnesses called are murder victims. Selong police also began to lower intel to the forest area.
The forest area was in an uproar with the discovery of the bodies of two men known as Mistar and Pak Sukar. The successive murders are still a mystery because the perpetrators have not been revealed, making the residents frightened. Some of them choose to evacuate and move from the area to find a safer place, not least the Mistar family and Pak Sukar. They fear they are also among the targets of the mysterious killer. Farhan, who was the main accused in the case, disappeared somewhere.
The little hamlet again became quiet and deserted. Only officers from the forestry police were seen adding guard posts in places that were allegedly prone to crime. Of the residents themselves, Bahram was the only one who chose to remain in that place.
Bahram has been repeatedly called for questioning in the Police, but so far Bahram has not shown any involvement in the murder, although he is often seen with the victims killed. Bahram was clean and had nothing to do with either the murder or the burning of Farhan's hut. Only Farhan, whose whereabouts are unknown.
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Meanwhile in the depths of the forest, Farhan had already started to find the bright spot of the end of the forest. For two days he was searching for the right direction to get out of the forest. When the sound of the waves he uses as his guide, it often leads him down a confusing path. It felt like it was spinning in the same place.
Farhan scrunched his forehead. The place he found was very different from the place he had been. The area is approximately 3 acres. There are no trees growing in the area. Only plants are approximately two meters tall, the leaves are like fingers and flowers are small in dompolan at the end of the twig. Farhan tried harder to think. It was like knowing and seeing the plant. The plant must have been planted intentionally and that means, he is not the only person who has ever entered the forest area.
Farhan is getting closer. He picked some leaves from the plant and then went back to hide behind the tree. Farhan nodded small. He was already beginning to recognize the leaves of the plant. That's marijuana. He once befriended a marijuana dealer who deliberately planted marijuana in pots at his home. He estimates the harvest time of marijuana plants in front of him is only one month away.
"Excellent," sighed Farhan. In a place that was very far away and hidden in the depths of the forest, there were people who used it as a safe place to plant those illicit goods. And he believes, the transportation of marijuana after harvest will definitely pass the sea route. And that means he's already at the end of the forest. Farhan nodded back. From his lips pinched a sinister smile.
"I know who you are. If my case is over, I'll hunt you down" said Farhan.
Before continuing his journey, Farhan scratched the moss attached to a stone near the tree where he was hiding. He then squeezed the water right above his mouth. Some of it he put in his pocket to prepare for drinking during the trip.
And, Farhan finally smiled widely. Now he stands at the end of a cliff with a depth of 5 meters. Underneath the big waves rolled down the cliff. This was the only path he had to go through. Although heavy, he had to find a way to get to a beach that looks at the end there.
Farhan threw his body on the green grass below. While unwinding, he began to think how he would go down the cliff below. He would have to wait, maybe a few hours, to be sure of the tides and lows of the water under the cliff. Perhaps it is also what is being awaited by the hordes of apes on top of trees near the cliff.
Farhan suddenly recalled the marijuana fields he had found earlier. He estimated it was a kilo from the edge of the cliff. If the sea was the only way to transport it, then it would be impossible for the owner of the marijuana to throw it from above. There must be something used to bring him down. Farhan got up and tried to check the sides of the cliff, but he found no sign. He returned and laid his body on the grass.
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The sun is tilting west. Farhan opened his eyes. Just this time he had a good night's sleep since his escape three days ago. There was the sound of azan coming from a distance. Farhan shook his head with a fluffy smile. That azan voice really calmed his heart. It was like being in the middle of the jovial joking wati and her family. He misses that gadia. I haven't seen him in years. He promised that once the case was over he would propose to the girl.
The hordes of apes again sounded boisterous. Farhan. Hordes of apes were already seen descending from the trees. There was only one large monkey at the top of the tree. Farhan got up and began to pay close attention to how the apes were descending the cliff. The apes were seen lined down like they were holding a long rope simultaneously. Farhan came closer and he saw a large long rope dangling down. As expected, the owner of marijuana must have been thinking carefully how to lower the wedge down.
Farhan began to descend the cliff, after making sure the hordes of apes scattered to the sea land where the water had receded. Very carefully he planted his feet in the cliff holes while occasionally looking up. After for some time Farhan jibaku down the cliff, finally he managed to land his feet. Farhan covered his face and started crying. He was like discovering a new world after three days he was like entering into an old civilization. The forest is dark and vast, which without the help of God he would not have been able to pass through. A thrilling adventure as well as his most rewarding experience.
Farhan turned his head to the top of the five-meter-high cliff above him. Like the other world and he just came out of it. But the fight is still long. He must wade through the waters in front of him.
Farhan stepped down to the surface of the sea where the water had receded. Just a hundred steps away, and getting to the middle, the sea water had reached the knees of his feet. Farhan grimacing. Some of the wounds on his legs were painful when he came into contact with sea water.
Farhan opened the levis pants he was wearing. There was something in the shape of a blue ball in large numbers that he saw floating in the middle of the sea. He doesn't know what it is, but he has to prepare his stamina to reach the end of those balls. Farhan took off his jacket and put it in the water. He tried to put air into a jacket he formed round in the water. He had to try it first because before, he had only read it in a newspaper. Slowly Farhan began to swim to the center. He adjusts his breath as best as possible so as not to get tired quickly. Sometimes he stopped and floated his body on the surface of the sea. Farhan is grateful, his good habit of reading books has given him a lot of knowledge especially for survival. Farhan stared at the blue balls that sometimes appeared and were drowned by the ocean waves. He must immediately continue swimming before the tide.
