
"Please! Help me!" shouted two people in charge of initiating the search for the bodies of his victims.
Their journey had already reached a kilo meter away, down along the banks of the river. Then they saw a body floating on the water blocked by large rocks. Why isn't he getting carried away by the river anymore? That was because the jacket he wore was stuck in the roots of a tree that soared to the bottom of the river.
Those who heard the sound of the screams were directly in the fog running towards him. As soon as we got near the two men who found the floating body. They looked directly at the flashlight of his cell phone.
"Geez, he's still alive, isn't he?" he was nervous and agitated.
"Hopefully it can still be saved. Pity his son and wife at home." His face was so sad observing that floating body.
"Aamiin's." All of them answered the man's prayer.
"Yes already. Let's evacuate the body now" he asked impatiently.
"Good!" They nodded in agreement.
Now the neighbors and members of the basarnas make preparations before plunging into the bottom of the river where the body floats. After everything is ready, they work hand in hand together to carry out the evacuation of the floating body.
About thirty minutes they finally managed to bring the bodies of the victims to the mainland. The neighbors immediately checked the victim's face. Their eyes immediately widened.
"Eh, this is not David" he said. A slight feeling of relief battered his heart.
"Yes right, this is not David. Then, why is he on David's bike?" the other asked felt strange.
"Is he probably borrowing it? Or are they just like that?" A few confused questions arise from the mouth of neighbor David.
"It could be so. Try to visit Mr. Samsul's house to be clear, "he ordered to make sure.
"OK ready!" sahut obey.
"Come on Jak, we go to Mr. Samsul's house," he continued to invite friends.
"Yuk," he replied.
The two of them immediately passed from the location. Meanwhile, neighbors and national teams are still talking about the tragedy on the river.
Not long after, several police officers came to the scene.
"Are you sure the bike belongs to your neighbor?" ask police.
"Yes, I'm sure. I borrowed it yesterday. Let me show you the similarity of my neighbor's bike." The man showed a sticker with a golden eagle on the body of the motorcycle.
Police nodded.
At the same time the two people in charge of checking into the workshop had already returned. Even Mr. Samsul participated because he felt very curious.
"Oh my God, this is David's bike! So where's the guy?" asked Mr. Samsul surprised.
"People didn't meet, sir. In fact, we found the body of another person with bruises on his face and head. It seems to be a case of revenge killing. If the robbery case must have been the motorbike lost brought by the suspect," he explained very confidently.
"Oh my God, then what about David? Has the basarnas team started searching for his body as well?" ask Mr. Samsul nervously.
"No idea, sir. Let's immediately follow there just let it be clear," he asked directly to step first.
"Good." Mr. Samsul followed in his footsteps.
Once at the location of the victim's body. Those who were there asked Mr. Samsul a question.
"Is it true that David has come home from your workshop?"
"True, he's been home since an hour and a half ago." Mr. Samsul continued to observe the faces of his victims.
"Did you recognize this man's body?"
"Oh, this is a really complicated case, huh?" One of David's neighbors scratched his defression head.
The police were silent for a moment thinking.
"Well, I'd go back to David's house. I will report this incident to his wife" neighbor David said impatiently.
"Now, not first!" prevent Mr. Samsul.
"Why, Sir?" tanyanya's confused.
"I can't bear it. Later we will tell him that it is certain clarity. Better, I call David's number first to make sure," explained Mr. Samsul immediately grabbed the phone in his pocket. He called David's cell phone number immediately.
"Well," they agreed.
"Gosh, the number's off. Did he become his victim?" said Mr. Samsul increasingly anxious.
"It could be like that. Most likely this body was a close friend of David's, "ceplos one of them.
"Let's continue the search again" he asked excitedly.
"Well, tomorrow! It's late at night. Who knows, David wasn't a victim. Until tomorrow, he has not yet returned home. Then, he became his victim. We follow the river again," advised one of the basarnas team.
"Yes, he's right." The police agreed.
"All right, then. We're going straight home now. Excuse me everyone," said David's neighbors.
"Yes, careful!" Basarnas team and the police nodded.
Now David's neighbors and Mr. Samsul immediately returned to David's house to tell Kayra about this incident. However, they will still try to keep Kayra optimistic. They had no intention of making Kayra think at all.
Once at David's house, the female neighbors and Kayra immediately welcomed their arrival with uncertain feelings.
"Where is my husband, sir? How come he's not with you?" ask Kayra dag-dig-dug.
The male neighbors immediately let out a rough sigh. It made Kayra even more agitated and scared.
"Well, how about silence?" kayra asked shaking her body.
"Before, we hope you don't think too much of David. You pray a lot for his salvation" said one of the male neighbors.
"What do you mean?" Kayra instantly covered her mouth with a palm. Tears started to flow down her cheeks.
"Sorry, our search can only find the bike. The motor is probably used by his friend. You see, in addition to David's motorbike .. we found the body of the man wearing your husband's jacket floating in the river," obviously they were disappointed.
"But, earlier Mas David said that he would go straight home," Kayra said, shaking her head in disbelief. She was afraid that her husband would become a victim as well.
"Tell me, pray that's okay for your husband. We'll wait until tomorrow morning. If he doesn't come home .. we'll look for him again." Mr. Samsul held onto Kayra's shoulder to strengthen her.
"Yes, Sir!" Kayra nodded obediently. Even though his eyes kept pouring water.
Anxiety and fear still haunted his mind.
"Yes already. We'd better all disperse first. Tomorrow morning we gather again to Kayra's house," take one of Kayra's neighbors.
"Good!" They nodded in agreement.
"Kayra, would you excuse me? Are you patient? We will all continue to pray for your husband's safety" one of Kayra's neighbors said goodbye.
"Yes, thank you, Mom." Kayra nodded. His lips were forced to smile back at the grinning smiles of the neighbors.