
Suci and Ray arrive at the police station where Bimo is being held.
"Sir, I already know, what really happened. Pure who had pushed Fitri until his head was seriously injured and eventually died. That's so 'can't it?"
Bimo was silent while lowering his face.
"I know you're doing this for Pure Sakes. You do not want Murni to go to prison because of this problem. That's right, sir?" holy Licker.
Finally Bimo nodded his head.
"Father did this for Pure sake. Which parent would be willing if their child went to the bars?"
"But you made a false confession. It also includes unlawful acts" Ray said.
"Father please, don't let the police know this. Whatever you're gonna do to keep Mueni from getting arrested."
"But, Sir, …"
"If you're in the father's position, I'm sure you'll do the same with what you did."
The saint is unable to speak anymore. Suddenly he slid into his father's arms.
"Father is the best father for us" he said.
"Oh yeah, last night Rita's parents came to the house."
"Rita who, Nduk?"
"Rita's Pure friend who took her to the city S."
"Why did they come to our house?" ask Bimo again.
"They were confused because Rita's number was difficult to contact."
"Lantas, what about your sister? Did you call her number?"
"That's it, sir. I'm worried about Murni too. I've called her number many times but can't connect."
Bimo took a breath.
"From the beginning, I objected that Murni took the job. You're afraid that it turns out that the job vacancy is just a hoax."
"What do we do now, sir?" ask Sacred.
"There was no other way than to find the address of the salon. You really don't feel good."
"Actually a few days ago Pure had called me and expressed her intention to work outside the city. I had banned it on the grounds that the salary offered did not make sense for a job in the salon, but Pure did not budge. He insisted on leaving for the city" said Suci.
"Somehow the association in school, Since the rise of class XII, his nature turned into stubborn and dissident."
"Ehm .. Sir. Mumpung is still early morning me and Suci want to directly find the address of the salon."
"Sorry father, son. Because of this problem your work becomes disrupted," said Bimo.
"It's okay, sir. As for the work matter, I've already left it to my trusted person."
"Oh yeah, then what about Arsen?"
"Father need not worry, there is an Asih mbok that will take care of it well."
Moments later an officer approached them.
"Sorry, the clock is up" he said.
"Then we say goodbye, sir. You take care of your health, do not skip meals, and keep praying five times" said Suci. The father nodded in understanding.
"You guys be careful."
"Assalamu'alaikum."
Suci and Ray leave the police station.
"How do we find the address of the salon where Pure works, Mas?" ask Sacred.
"Ehm .. did Murni ever tell you where she got the information about the job?"
The saint seemed to think for a moment.
"Oh yeah, I remember. When she called me Pure said she saw the ad on social media."
"Well, I'll try to find the address of the salon."
Ray took his mobile phone and began exploring social media that is usually used to advertise job vacancies. After surfing in cyberspace for a long time, he finally found an account that placed job vacancies in salons with salaries offered at 10 million per month.
Ray was increasingly convinced that the salon was what they were looking for after finding an account called Rita Hapsari wrote down some questions in the comment field, including the address of the salon and asked if she could invite two friends othersmore.
"I've got the address of the salon" Ray said.
"This fast?"
"In this sophisticated era finding addresses is not difficult" said Ray.
"Why are you smiling to yourself?" tanyanya.
"In addition to good and understanding, Mas is also smart. I love Mas more and more."
"You really are good at seducing."
"It's not seduction, Mas. But the expression of my heart. I'm so lucky to have a husband like you." Saints grabbed Ray's hand and grabbed it.
"Let's go now."
"Can't."
"Why can't it?"
"You think I can drive a car with one hand?"
"Ah, yes. Sorry." Suci then took off Ray's hand from his grasp.
"Bismillah, we're leaving now."
"O Allah, make our business easy" said the Holy One.
"Aamin."
Ray's car was just a few moments away when suddenly the Holy mobile phone rang. It was a foreign number that contacted him.
[Hello, good morning. Sorry, who am I talking to?]
[Mother..it's Arsen. I called my mother from the hospital.]
[Boyle Arts. Mom and dad are sorry, we can't go home today because our business isn't done yet.]
[It's okay, Mom.]
[How are you doing, son?]
[I'm not dizzy anymore. I also finished my breakfast.]
[Really? I'm glad to hear that. That means you'll be healed soon and allowed to go home. Oh yeah, where's Mbok Asih?]
[There's here, peeling mangoes for me.]
[Can you give the phone to mbok Asih, son?]
A few moments later.
[Hello, Assalamu'alaikum, Nduk.]
[Wa'alaikumsalam, Mbok. How's Mbok doing?]
[Alhamdulillah, mbok healthy. Mbok must always be healthy in order to take care of young master Arsen.]
[Thank you Mbok for taking good care of Arsen.]
[No need to thank. The young master already considers like his own grandson. Mbok will take good care of her.]
[We're sorry we haven't been able to go home anytime soon. There are still many things to be done.]
[Is there a problem, Nduk?]
[Mbok can go out for a minute? What I would say is not good if Arsen heard.]
A few moments later.
[Mbok is outside.]
[Something is wrong with Fitri's death.]
[It doesn't matter how, Nduk?]
[Fitri died of bleeding in her brain caused by her head hitting something quite inside the house. In other words, Fitri took his life because someone pushed him so violently.]
[Astaghfirullah! Who would do that, Nduk?]
[Pure, Mbok. He insisted on leaving for the city of S, even though the father and Fitri forbade him.]
[Oh Allah. So now Pure is being held?]
[Father is arrested.]
[Well, how could your father be arrested?]
[Father made a false confession to keep Murni from being arrested. But Ray and I agreed to keep looking for her whereabouts in S town. I want everything to be clear.]
[May Allah ease your affairs.]
[Amalein. Thanks, Mbok. I hung up the phone first, Mbok. Ray and I are on our way to town S. Alhamdulillah mas Ray has pocketed the address of the salon visited by Murni.]
[Yes, you guys be careful. No need to worry about the young master, mbok will take good care of him.]
[Yes, Mbok. We believe in Mbok. I hung up on him. Assalamu'alaikum.]
- ending the conversation
"Alhamdulillah, Arsen's condition is getting better. He said he was not dizzy anymore, his breakfast was also finished," said Suci.
"Thank God, I'm so relieved to hear it" Ray said.
"It's still far away, is it the place?"
"Lumayan, maybe another two hours' drive."
"Hoam." Sacred quickly closed her mouth as drowsiness suddenly came attacking her.
"If you are sleepy, go to sleep. I'll wake up when we get to our destination."
"I'm not sleepy."
"The need to yawn, what does it mean if it's not sleepy?"
"I just yawn. After all, if I sleep, no one invites me to talk. Later I drowsiness too 'kan danger."
A few moments later, Ray's car stopped because the traffic light was red.
"Rujak! Her voice, Mr. .. Ma'am," said someone from outside the car.
"Mas, buy rujak ya," whine Suci.
"It's spicy food. What if you have a stomachache?"
"I'll be able to order the sauce is not too spicy. It's a snack so I don't sleep. Yes Yes yes," Holy Way.
Ray lowered the window.
"The trial is five containers, sir," he told the seller.
"That's mostly, Mas. I can't spend it alone."
"It's okay, let's just eat it."
"Stay mostly. Just one container, Mas."
"One of them, sir," Ray.
"Ten thousand."
Ray took a piece of fifty thousand coins from his wallet and gave it to the street vendor.
"Sorry, Sir. Just small money. I don't have any change yet. From the morning of the new Father who bought my rujak."
"Ah, then just take the change."
"Where can it be. Fifty thousand means five receptacles."
"Father want my wife to have stomach pain because most of them eat rujak? Never mind, just take the change. This is a blessing from God through me."
"Thank you, thank you very much, sir. May Allah give abundant fortune to the family of the Father and Mother and facilitate each of your affairs," said the seller rujak.
"Amijn …"
The traffic lights change to green. Ray returned to his car.
Around one o'clock in the afternoon they arrived at their destination address.
"Mas ... Why is this place? It's not like a salon" said Suci.
"But the address is correct. Maybe we can ask the people who are in this place. Excuse me!"
Not long after a girl came out from inside the gray-painted building.
"Good day, Ma'am."
"Good afternoon. Can I help you?"
"Is it true here Beauty and Young's salon?" ask Ray.
"Yes, sir."
"Alhamdulillah, we have come to the right place" said the Holy One.
"What's the matter, Mr. .. Ma'am?"
"Yesterday my sister and her two friends came to this place to work as salon employees. But since noon yesterday their mobile number is difficult to contact. Can I meet my sister, Ma'am?"
The girl's face suddenly turned confused. Even a little pale.
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