The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 107

The saint looked confused. On the one hand he wants to go home soon to see Fitri's body for the last time, but on the other hand he can't possibly leave Arsen sick.

"If you want to go home, go home," said mbok Asih.

"If I go home, what about Arsen?"

"You don't have to worry, the mbok who will replace you take care of him. For homework let Siska take care of."

"Darling, it's okay if mom comes home?"

ask the Saints to Arsen.

"Mak Fitri is dead, Mom? It's okay, ma'am. There's still a symbol here."

"Smart kid."

"So you want to go home right now?" ask mbok Asih.

"Yes, Mbok. I'd like to see Fitri's body one last time before it's buried."

"Why don't you ask me to drop off?" sela Arsen's.

"Young master's right, Nduk. Mbok believes you will be faster to get to the village if escorted by Mr. Ray than if you take the bus."

"I'm afraid I'm interrupting Ray's work."

"Trust the same mbok, you are more important than any business," said mbok Asih.

"Well, I tried to call Ray first." Suci grabbed her phone that had fallen and called her husband's number.

[Hello, Assalamu'alaikum, Mas is busy huh?]

[Wa'alaikum. Tumben once you called this afternoon. I'm not so busy. Wait, your voice sounds a little different, you've been crying, haven't you?]

[Yes, Mom. I called Mas to deliver the sad news.]

[Delivery news?]

[Fitri .. Fitri my sister passed away this morning.]

[Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji. Is your sister sick? Looks like your father never told you if your sister was sick.]

[I don't know exactly what caused Fitri's death. Mas ... can Mas take me back to the village now? I'd like to see his body before it's buried.]

[Oh, of course. I will now prepare to go home.]

[I'm sorry if I interrupted Mas's work.]

[Your business is more important than anything.]

[Thank you, Mum. He is the most understanding husband in the world. I am in love with Mas.]

[The more you come here the better at seducing]

[Yes, I've got you in the hospital now, and then we'll go straight to my village.]

[Okay, Empress.]

[I hung up the phone. Mas. Assalamu'alaikum.]

"How, Nduk? Can you take you home from the village?" tanya mbok Asih shortly after Saints ended the call.

"Can, Mbok."

"What did mbok say? No matter how busy, Mr. Ray will take his time for his beloved wife."

Saints responded to the remark with a knotty smile on the lips.

Upon arrival at the hospital, Ray went straight to Arsen's treatment room.

"Dear Arsen, for a while you're the same mbok Asih first yes. Your mother has to go back to the village because there is important business," he said.

"Yes, Dad. I'm not the same here. Dad and Mom be careful."

"Yes, honey."

"Dad and mommy say yes, honey. Remember mom's message. You should eat and take your medicine on time" said Suci. The boy nodded his head.

"Titip Arsen yes, Mbok."

"Yes, Nduk. Don't worry about young master. Mbok will take good care of him."

"Thank you, Mbok. We're leaving now. Hopefully by the time Fitri is not buried."

"You guys be careful."

"Assalamu'alaikum." Saints and Ray left the room.

Along the way, Suci did not stop calling his sister's number, Pure. If this afternoon the sister ignored her call, this time the number was inactive.

"Why? You seem to be very nervous."

"From now on I had trouble contacting Murni. Even he was not the one who delivered the sad news, but the father of RT."

"Just think positive, maybe Pure's phone is out of power or he is busy taking care of Fitri's body."

"I didn't expect Fitri to leave us this soon" Suci said. Suddenly his face turned sad.

"I understand how you feel. I have also felt how painful it is to be left by someone I once loved. Ah, sorry. I didn't mean to, …"

"It's okay."

By Holy afternoon, Ray arrived at his father's house. At that time the body of the new sister was finished being sholated and the residents prepared to take her to the cemetery.

"Fitri ... Why are you leaving so soon, Dek?" his sobbing while hugging Fitri's body which has now been wrapped in a shroud.

"Patience, Nduk. Insulate him. In time we will also face our Lord" said one of his neighbors.

"Mr .. Fitri, Sir. Hu .. hu .. hu."

Bimo did not respond to him at all. He just sat staring at the body of Fitri who has now stretched stiff. His eyes looked empty and empty.

"Sorry, Holy Mother. Fitri's body must be buried immediately before evening" said Mr. Bayu who now serves as the head of RT.

"Wait a minute, sir."

Suci looked at Fitri's face one last time and landed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Goodbye, my sister, say hello to my mother" he whispered.

"Please, Sir."

"Holy Master didn't come to the tomb?" ask sir Bayu.

"No, Sir. I want to accompany my father. Looks like he's been hit hard by Fitri's departure."

"Let me go to the funeral, sir," said Ray.

"alright. Let's gentlemen, let's get Fitri's body to the cemetery."

Mr. Bayu with the help of Ray then lifted Fitri's body and moved it into the coffin. Not long after that the coffin was taken out of the living room to be taken to the cemetery.

The saint had only just realized that from earlier he had not seen the existence of Pure.

"Purely where, sir?" tanyakanya.

But the father did not respond. The middle-aged man was still sitting with empty eyes and eyes.

"Is he in his room?" holy Mumbles. He also moved from the living room and walked to the Pure Room.

"Murni .. are you inside, Mur?" ask from the front door.

There's no answer.

"Not only you, but also hit with the departure of Fitri. But you can't lock yourself up like this."

Still no answer.

"Pure. You're inside, right? Let's get out."

Because he never got an answer, the Holy also finally decided to open the door of the room. He was surprised to find no one in the room.

"Oh God, where exactly is Pure?" his inner.

The saint closed the door of the room and returned to the living room.

"Fitri where, sir? Why isn't she in her room?" tanyakanya.

"Fitri died because of my father. Call the police quickly" Bimo said.

"What did you say?"

"Fitri died because of the father." Bimo repeated his words.

"Istighfar, sir."

"Good afternoon, ma'am" said a policeman who suddenly stood on the porch of his house.

"Good afternoon, sir. Sorry, what's up?"

"A little while ago the hospital did a visit to Fitri's body, and we can conclude that the body died after bleeding in the back of his brain."

"A-a-pa, sir? Bleeding in the brain? My sister does not have any disease. She probably had bleeding in her brain."

"Look, Mom. The bleeding that we mean here is not a disease, but bleeding caused by the head of the deceased hit something so hard like falling or being hit" said the police.

"So, before my sister died, she fell and injured in the back of her head, right?"

"More or less so. But for the exact cause of the deceased bleeding in the brain we are still investigating. We had a hard time investigating because of the lack of witnesses. At the time of the incident there was only the late mother and father Bimo in this house."

"So, my sister Murni wasn't home from morning?"

"I'm sorry, for that we don't know. Mr. Samsul also had time to testify when he came here already found the house lifeless."

"I killed Fitri, arrest me, sir" said Bimo.

"That sentence has been repeatedly spoken by Mr. Bimo. But we can't arrest him without clear evidence." The other police chimed in.

"I am right about who my father is. He was never rude at all let alone play hands with us," explained Suci.

"We still have to do further investigation, not least to Pure's sister whom I mean."

"I told you, I killed Fitri. Hurry up and catch me."

"Mr, enough! Until I will not believe your confession. Father couldn't have done it. Where is Pure, sir? Does he have anything to do with this?"

"Don't look for him, just arrest him" said Bimo.

"How is this, sir? My father insisted on confessing that he killed Fitri."

"We'll wait until the people get back from the funeral. Hopefully we can get a bright spot soon" the police said.

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