Whyhapp, Detective?

Episode 18's

"I told you that. You will regret it in the end" said someone behind. But it raised a knotty smile on the Leader's lips

"Malter"

Shakila's eyes blinked a few times. Seeing the man in black clothes leaning against his body at the door, his hands were crossed with legs crossed.

"I have to go to DSI! . Please give me a chance and give me the first mission" Shakila said. Especially behind him there is Malih and he does not want to be stamped failed by the man.

The leader sighed furiously" Can't be Shakila. Your ability is severely lacking to handle a case in DSI, even if it's just the first mission." Clearly slowly.

Shakila's eyes began to water" I beg.." her door cleared by pursing her lips, holding back a cry.

I could hear Shakila pleading. Malih pulled Shakila's three-legged chair, then pushed it out, even Shakila was surprised that her chair was pushed outside the room.

"That's enough! You can't get into DSI." Sweat Malih, immediately closed the door leaf.

Blammm

Quickly Shakila stood up from the chair, banging on the door a few times" Leader! Please give me a chance. I can handle it. Really am! Give me a chance." Pinta Shakila was getting louder banging on the door.

Slowly the door opened. But it was not the Leader who came out, but instead Malih who was staring at Shakila with a rude snort" Stop, banging on the door!" Exasperated, wanting to close the door again. But lost quickly with Shakila who immediately barged in.

Brakkkk

Shakila's two hands hit the Leader's desk. Even the leader is surprised" I have to enter DSI!" Firmly make the leader swallow his seliva.

No less resourceful. Shakila's bag has been pulled Malih to the outside of the room, of course Shakila also retreated to the back because her backpack is pulled Malih" Release Let go! I have to go to DSI" Shakila muttered but not listen to Malih .

Blammmm czech

Door in lock. The handset he had placed in both ears, letting Shakila continue to push the door. The leader's laughter broke out looking at Shakila and Malih's equally stubborn mannerisms.

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On the street looks lonely, there is only Shakila who is walking with a faint. The reason, because there is no public transportation that passes. Of course there isn't! The DSI branch office is located in a place where even vehicles rarely pass, let alone public transport .

Shakila hires an ojeg to drive her to the DSI branch. And now the phone is dead, so with all the heart's sincere. Shakila had to go home on foot. At least, he had feet rather than having to sip on the asphalt road due to exhaustion.

"Spirit! A few more kilos!" he clenched his hands on his chest. Even though his eyes were heavy to cry from exhaustion.

Tinnn tinnn

The car's horn sounded several times. Feeling it's a danger serine. Shakila walked faster, faster and ended up running faster. The car followed him from behind. It made Shakila panic

"Arrggggghhhh" Shakila shouted frantically accelerating her run.

While the car looks relaxed following Shakila from behind. Even Malih had no intention of catching up with Shakila. His back closed his mouth, holding back a laugh. When I saw Shakila running.

"What's wrong with that kid? Does he think I'm a kidnapper" he muttered in surprise, seeing Shakila still running. Until his run slowed down maybe because of fatigue.

Malih's car is getting slowed down, he still wants to follow her from behind. Shakila's head turned to look at the black car still following her until now. Her crying broke out from fear. But he also could not run anymore, until his body fell into the asphalt.

Halis Malih is next door" Why is she crying?" Dazed. But he also did not intend to go down to ask Shakila, he preferred to see Shakila in the car.

His heart is beating no crap. Even Shakila was still sitting on the asphalt. Between fatigue, fear, and anxiety, everything is mixed. His hands hugged both knees, burying his head there. His head did not want to look back at the black car, knowing it was still there. And he doesn't know who's in it. What a thief, a criminal or whatever and Shakila don't care. Shakila was no longer able to run.

A few minutes of shakila was still in the same position. Shakila was reluctant to move from his place, he began not to worry too much because the person in the car did not go out. Maybe he's not a criminal.

Tinnn tinnn

The car horn started to sound again. Shakila's hands closed both ears, not wanting to listen to her" I didn't hear! And don't hear it." He said, closing his eyes tightly.

Car door open. Moaning out of the car then cross-section, holding his body in the body of the car. His head shook little to see Shakila who looked like she was starting to get scared again.

"A car chase is scared! It's about to enter DSI ." His frown did not believe in Shakila's reasoning.

"Hey!" Call Malih makes Shakila's body stiffen.

Slowly he looked back" Malih!" His mouth was gaping until horns began to appear on top of his head" Did you prank me!!" Shakila stood with a sharp glare looking at Malih who looked relaxed, as if not feeling guilty for making Shakila frightened.

"What?" Slowly lightly.

"Dasaarrrrrrrrrrrrr" growled Shakila, took off her shoes and threw them at Malih straight on her face.

Bukkk

Malih was flabbergasted by the shoes that had already beautifully poked her forehead. Even this was the first time Malih could not catch the shoes people threw.

Drrrttt Drrrttt Drrttt

Malih almost wanted to go berserk because he had been presumptuous he hit his forehead with his shoes. Before the phone rings, ask to be picked up. Resisting emotions, Malih's hand picked up the handpond in his pocket and raised it in annoyance.

"Assynnya!!" Salam malih in high tones. It seems Malih was really angry over Shakila's treatment earlier.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Hey..friends! What was? " The truth of the people in the world is none other than Zio.

"What's up?!" He immediately tried to control his emotions.

"All right..! Go straight to the core. Dimas is in the office. Hurry up, I want to hurry up Detective Conan" pinta Zio's gnarled.

Malih's eyes are spinning lazily" I'm going there now. Assalamualaikum click" phone directly turned off Malih.

Didn't mind Shakila who was looking at him guiltily. Malih immediately got back in the car, and left Shakila alone there. Shakila's eyes started to tear until she came back crying.

"Even he left me. Didn't she know I needed a ride" her cries grew louder, while walking expectantly there was someone giving me a ride like when Malih left her alone.

"Assalamualaikum" greeting a girl waving a carefree hand.

Shakila's head turned, she was still as hot as" wa'alaikumusalam" her voice was hoarse in the beautiful girl's listeners.

"Have you cried?" His head tilted, looking at Shakila who lowered her head embarrassed to be found out crying.

Shakila shook her head. Making the woman nod in understanding, not wanting to prolong the conversation "Ayoo! Comewith me. Malih called me earlier, telling me to pick up a woman on the side of the road near the DSI office. And also to drive you home safely to your destination." Invite him to pat the motorcycle seat so that Shakila quickly ride.

His heart was confused" Who are you?" tanyanya doubt.

His smile began to widen" I am Farah, a member of Malih. More precisely his men Mr. Malih. But I prefer to call him Malih, because he's younger than me" he said.

Seeing Shakila still silent, Farah pulled Shakila's hand to sit her in the motorcycle seat. The motor has been turned on and Farah immediately runs the bike casually.

"Are you ready, Malih? Girlfriend, huh?" guess Farah was curious. Because rarely Malih told his members to pick someone up. Especially women.

Shakila's head bowed deeply" In Islam there is no courtship" he said, immediately nodding Farah.

"Then you're his fiancee?"

Degg

Shakila's lips are silenced. I don't know..Shakila wanted to say that she and Malih were in a match. There was a feeling of pride when he wanted to say that. But on the other hand, looking at Malih's attitude towards her. Malih will absolutely never accept their parents' matchmaking.

"Not" her voice was smaller than before but Farah could still hear.

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"He's in the interrogation room?" Masks and hats have been put on outdoors.

The security guard guarding the door of the interrogation nodded" He's already inside the pack" pointing at the entrance.

"Alright. then, is zio also inside?" now Malih looks at the security guard who looks young, maybe his age is around 20 and up.

"Sir zio in the pack."

Tampa wanted to ask more. Malih immediately entered the room. In the room there was nothing. In addition to wooden tables and three-legged chairs for officers who do the interrogation. There zio was standing, looking at Dimas with a probing gaze. It really did Conan's detective style to interrogate Dimas.

"Good afternoon DSI 7. And good afternoon Dimas" he said then sat down on the chair. His gaze stared straight at Dimas "Are we interrupting your time?" he held the body in a chair.

"No. Absolutely not" his face looked ordinary. There were no anxious or fearful strokes there

Malih nodded" There are actually some things we want to ask you about the suicide that happened twice at school"

Dimas clucked"Ckk. You guys brought me here just to ask me about suicide. Aren't you smarter than me? It's not that it's obvious, they killed themselves, why ask me" Dimas wondered.

"You really don't know anything" Zio suspected.

"I really don't know! Why are you forcing me to answer your questions?" Upset Dimas glared back.

"Who forced you. We just asked" Malih grinned at seeing Dimas start to tense up.

Seriate..

Sorry late post hehe 😂