Mystery of Death Flowers
Discovery of Corpse

"No corpse! Ono bodies!"

Someone shouted loudly from the rice field area towards the road leading to Mangga village.

"Opo, corpse? Neng dhi?" ask the people who heard the screams.

"Where are the bodies? Ojo ngawe funny seng ora joke!" the others shouted, not believing the news.

Early in the morning, the condition that should have been calm in the rice fields, was now shocked by the horrendous events of the farmers in the village of Mangga. The discovery of a naked corpse in a rice field with multiple wounds shows signs of violence and is most likely the victim of rape.

The body is a girl, although her identity is unknown, because of the amount of mud that fills her body. In addition to the surrounding conditions that are muddled due to the rain that fell last night, making his face is also difficult to recognize with injuries that have the face and the entire body.

People in the Mango village who had just started their activities were, of course, shocked and panicked when news of the discovery spread. They flocked to the scene to see for themselves what had happened. Several villagers who found the body provided initial observations about the condition of the body.

"God, this is a terrible thing. Looking at the completely naked corpse with such injuries, it was simply inconceivable what he had experienced."

one of the residents who took a look at the scene shuddered in horror, after knowing the condition of the corpse which was currently covered with banana leaves with his face left, so that if anyone saw could recognize.

"His body had many bloody wounds, it seemed like he was subjected to extremely cruel treatment. I'm ora iso mbayangke, how terrible the incident before his death. Very cruel and savage!" the other sahut.

Everyone feels the horror as if they can imagine how the victim is when experiencing violence.

"The girl's clothes were lying near her corpse. It seemed like he had been attacked and his clothes were forcibly removed. It's really a vile criminal attack."

True, the victim's clothes are not far from the corpse. But it's not intact, torn everywhere.

"We should inform the police immediately of this discovery. The man who commits this crime must be severely punished." One of the other residents, gave a proposal.

"Yes, but we have to report to Mr. Lurah first!"

Finally, those in the rice fields agreed to report the discovery of the body to Pak lurah first, so that Pak lurah and village officials know and take care of the next report.

This condition was greatly affected by an unusual discovery. They should discuss with the village apparatus and not speculate about who the perpetrators of this crime themselves, in order to make a decision, how best and should.

No one dared to touch or approach the body, for fear that it would leave traces or fingerprints on the victim before being evacuated by police. This is to minimize the impact of fingerprints, so that a quick police investigation can be completed.

"Isn't that a flower?"

Suddenly, one of the residents who had just come looking to the discovery site recognized the identity of the corpse.

"Opo, Bunga?" ask the others.

"What's right, Bunga?"

"No way, ah! Moso iku Flowers, anyway?"

They all couldn't believe it, if the corpse was a flower. A Mango village girl who is famous for her beauty so that it is nicknamed village flower or village flower, as the name implies.

Fortunately, Mr. Lurah and the village officials have not come. Citizens are finally free to make predictions and forecasts according to their own thinking.

"It would be terrible if Rian did this. Was he so obsessed with Bunga that he was willing to commit this kind of cruelty?"

"This is really shocking news. If the culprit was Rian, then it was a terrible betrayal of the public's trust. Flowers must get justice!"

Some residents seem emotional, considering how Rian is also revered and respected because of his son Pak Lurah.

"Defusing a proposal is no excuse for committing a crime like this. I can't imagine how much the Flower suffered before his death. The perpetrator must be arrested and punished accordingly."

Everyone nodded their heads, agreeing with the words of his own friend.

"I'm ora iso think blas, if it turns out Rian really did this. How could someone who lived in the midst of honor and sufficiency be a ruthless killer? We have to turn the case over to the police and let them investigate carefully."

The tension and anxiety of the citizens, very large, and fortunately, shortly afterwards the entourage of Pak Lurah came.

Everyone was silent and did not dare to talk about Rian anymore, afraid that what they thought was wrong. This will make their own lives more complicated in the future, if it turns out the culprit is not Rian.

***

Zahra, who happens to be his friend Bunga, is concerned about his friend's fate. But he also does not believe, if Rian, his son who committed rape and murder of Bunga, just as the rumour sounded. But he also did not know, who and what really happened to the flower.

Zahra is also concerned about the allegations of residents on Rian, moreover he also saw how the condition of the corpse of the Flower, when evacuated.

"I feel sad and concerned for the fate of the Flower. He is my best friend, and no one deserves to suffer like this. But, I also can't directly accuse Rian without solid evidence, just like some citizens accuse."

Zahra's head shook his head several times, while muttering alone. His gaze was straight forward, thinking about what the Flower was actually experiencing.

"I, Bunga and Rian knew him from childhood. Rian never showed any signs of this kind of crime or violence. But that doesn't mean he can't be involved. I really don't know who to trust in this situation."

Again, Zahra does not believe that Rian would commit such crimes against his loved ones.

"At least this case has been handled by the police to be investigated carefully and gather strong evidence. Only with strong evidence can all be revealed. I hope the Flower gets the justice it deserves."

Finally, Bunga got up from his seat then walked towards the bathroom.

'Zmahra!'

Zahra's ears catch the voice that calls her name, but when she looks there is no one in her house. Because his mother, being at the house of Bunga, accompanied his mother Bunga who was sad over the death of her son.

"flower? Flowers, is that you?" zahra asked, reassuring her hearing.

Zahra's ears could not have mistaken the voice that called him earlier, because the voice belonged to the Flower.

"flower! You're..."