Whyhapp, Detective?

Episode 23

The sun was stinging. Even though the clock has shown at 14:30 WIB, it should not be too stinging because the time is getting late in the afternoon. Zio and Malih were in front of the gate. The security guard was there, he was sipping his coffe which he kept on a long chair, blue.

Finished from the library, Malih intends to go straight home. But he gave the car keys first to Zio, because he chose to walk.

"Lo sure about walking?"tanya zio assured Malih's decision

"Gue will walk. You take my car. Watch out if ampe nabrak, I hit Lo pack a mosquito racket" threatened Malih make zio sojidik

"But very, hit the temen yourself. Later, if I die gi mana"

"If he dies in the grave"he will make Zio look back

" How many days have we not continued the investigation?"

"Two days maybe"

"We need to get rid of this case right away. Before DSI 1 intervened" Zio's face turned anxious. Because he does not want this golden opportunity wasted.

"Gue has found the suspect and the reason is "a knotty smile engraved on Malih's lips

Zio was dumbfounded" how could it be?. Did you investigate the case yourself?"zio said. There is a tone of dislike when zio said. They are both a team, especially now added Hamida, so they should be together to solve the case

"Nor. Just a coincidence "The truth is calm

"What coincidence?. There are coincidences now"

"If God willed. Everything can happen"

zio looks still upset and instead sure zio still thinks badly of him"Lo don't be bad to think first. Later I obviously fit already in the office" said Malih exhaled softly"if I go first. Assalamualaikum" said Malih breezed away leaving the silent zio

"Wa'alaikumsalam"

" I'm worried about Lo Malih. Everything Lo lakalin himself. Because he does not want to make other people bother" muttered zio because he knew, Malih always investigated dangerous cases by himself and the results will be Malih to make together. "Lo is amazing" amazed that zio can't express with words.

For Zio to have a friend like Malih is a fortune. Although he was cold, but in fact he always paid attention to the people around him. He will do more than talk.

Malih was walking on the sidewalk.His steps stopped when he saw the old beggar.His clothes look shabby, and there are also many tears there. Although his body is still normal, his legs and hands are still intact.

Feeling tired from walking. Unfortunately, choosing to approach the beggar.do not want to give, he instead sat near him, crossing his legs while looking at the road filled with cars passing by.

The beggar was jolted with Malih's treatment" so he did not want to give money" his container he thrust towards Malih

Without turning his head, Malih shook his head" I was as poor as my father" said Malih making the beggar shrivel confused

Seeing from the look of Malih it is clear Malih is not a person who does not have. New clothes, new shoes. So nothing reflects that the young man in front of him can be said to be poor.

"What makes you feel poor. You're like a man who has" said the beggar astonished. His eyes looked at the road.

For him the presence of malih does not interfere, although he knows today he will not get money because there is a reason. But for the beggar, it was the best moment. There are people who want to talk to him.Tampa shy, if people around will pay attention. In fact, it is the same as human.

"I am poor in religious knowledge" Malih said briefly, solidly and clearly.

The beggar turned his head"Go to the pesantren"he's suggestion and chuckle at Malih's answer that sounds strange in the ear. Very rarely young people seem to want to talk about religion.

"It has. And it's still lacking even if I seek knowledge to the death. Science is lacking"

"What do you want to learn?" The beggar began to be curious about Malih

"I can't mention it. God's science is too much. The science we learn is just a fingernail, it's nothing"

The beggar breathed heavily

"You make the father think more clearly, son. I gave up looking for a job. In this day and age it is difficult for a father to find a job. Sometimes the father thinks being street begging is the best way" said the beggar, looking down on all his family and children who need to eat

"Beggars are also jobs. The father sits on the side of the totoar. Warmth and rain, my father also felt tired. So it makes no difference"

Beggar's head shakes his head"beggars are no job son. We're just begging"

"Then I look for a job" Malih suggested making the beggar pensive

"No one wants to accept my father to work"

"What do you like?" Tanya Malih saw the beggar

Smile painted on his shabby face"he used to love carving "

"There's a rambutan tree. You intend to subvert it, because it never bears fruit, then the wood will be sold"

"Don't sell. Rambutan wood can be carved, you can carve the wood. Think of it as a handicraft"ban Malih

"Could you?"

" rambutan wood has slightly finer fibers and is not very dense. In addition, rambutan wood is also not so heavy, so it is suitable for use as a basic material in making crafts. "clear Malih calm

"What should you do?."

"Fathers can make wooden dolls, bangkiak, women's sandals, ashtrays, to wooden statues. In addition to being lightweight and easily formed, rambutan wood is also more economical" continued Malih then stood

"I have to go first. Assalamualaikum"pamit Malih directly walked away leaving the beggar who tried to think Malih's advice.

What Malih said is true. If we have the expertise of something, it would be better to use it as well as possible. Because excess is a gift given by God and we as his servants must use it as well as possible.

And also Allah always opens the Rizki to every servant, but his own servant always complicates it. Though Rizki has been appointed by God, he is the only one who seeks him.

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The office room looks quiet, probably because most people have spread out to do their respective tasks.in the meeting room look Malih, Zio and Hamida, respectively, They will discuss the issue of suicide cases that have not yet found common ground.

"This is all the reports and evidence I've found" the blue map has been thrust Malih in front of Zio and Hamida

"You're investigating it yourself?" Hamidah began to speak

Malih's head shook little"I told you this was just a coincidence"

Even when in the library. He had no intention of investigating anything. But because the vino is there and is reading a novel, making Malih curious. And chose to investigate the vino, because actually Malih just wanted to read the novel given by Haikal.

"See and read." Malih's nodding orders agree with Zio and Hamida

"I accidentally met Vino at the library. He was reading a novel called "Be the Morning Light". The novel tells a love story, but what we need to underline here, there are a lot of words, how to understand women's feelings. My guess is she killed those girls for loving her. But, since there was no reply so vino killed him"

Halis zio raised next door" how do you know. Just because he refused, he killed Hana and Syifa?"zio still doesn't understand

"A broken hearted person can experience psychological repercussions. And I suspect that Vino has depression or rejection"

"Depression?" Hamida said now. He somewhat agrees with the words depression because it can be concerned.

Sufferers who experience depression, where he feels inability, futility, useless things, frustration, deep regret. The heart that tries to accept the situation does not accept the situation. The degree of depression varies, because the more severe heartbreak can cause death due to shock of experiencing the sudden loss of someone. (So be careful well friends 😅. Seremmm next 👉)

"Gue agreed with Lo's conclusion. It could be that he is depressed, especially we know that vino was ostracized at school" said Hamida happy because they had found a meeting point.

"Then where's the same Dimas?. Those fingerprints belong to Dimas, right?"while pointing at the paper that looks like a photo of Dimas there with his fingerprints

"We ask the same vino directly. As usual Hamida. Now tell your members to bring the vino to the office" said Malih calmly. Hamida's head nodded straight away to go outside the room

After Hamida left. Zio's hand picked up some paper from the blue map that Malih had been thrusting" I hope it ends soon. I actually feel like they're rich playing us again. Did they make plans to do us a favor?" Zio said because from the beginning to the end of their investigation as if in a round.

"If criminals could easily be repressed. Then there's no detective"

"Ah!. It is also true, Lo said. If so we do not have dong hahaha work" he laughed but only considered the wind and then by malih.

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"Shakilaaaaaa" cried ufairah running up the stairs to meet her daughter who was asleep like a kebo. The problem is that Shakila is difficult to wake up so ufa calls his daughter, daughter kebo. The blame?

After going into the room and right!. Shakila was asleep comfortably hugging the bolster.

"Shakila!. Wake son!. Banguunnnnnnnnnnnn!!" yell ufairah in Shakila's ear. It made Shakila instantly open her eyes and jump in shock

"Ummiii" complained Shakila. Because ufa always woke him unnaturally.

Ufa's eyes look sparkling. It seems that he is happy "you want to hear what Ummi wants to say?" Ask ufa slowly to make Shakila curious. Shakila closed her eyes because she was sleepy

"Malih!. will apply to you - after you graduate school!" The successful cheer of Ufairah opened Shakila's eyes

"WHAT!!"

Seriate...

I don't think there are three more parts left. Don't bosen-bosen well hehe 😆