Mystery of Grandma's House
Two Hope

"Hahaha!!!" Laughter filled the spacious room.

"Why don't you come out and see me? Is it because you're now siding with them that makes you weak?!" Andre jolted back to make the room excited.

"Come out and face me with the Hermawan!!" Andre again made a sound this time soft and weak. Seen the deep sadness of his voice.

"He's Andre. The man was hard to guess emotionally. Making it a cold person is sometimes a little melancholy even on the other hand very brutal and arrogant. It's all because of the schizophrenia he suffered as a child." Bisik lirih Didik put up a body for Adi who still looks confused.

"And for you, Mr. Adi. It seems like all your analysts are awesome but you missed the most vital things in your hypothesis! hahahaha" Tukas Didik gave a sharp grin.

"We have to face it or run as hard as we can! I hope you and I can survive Mr. Adi. If you really want to know everything from my point of view, stay out of this place alive!" Imbuh Educated with ambiguous tone intonation.

The current situation made Adi slightly wary of Didik. Humorous man, innocent, has a mouth that is slippery and sometimes acts silly turns out to have a dark side that he still does not understand how deep and dark.

"Who are you really b*ngsat?!" Bisik Adi who has begun to surrender with his fate now.

"You don't have to be afraid of me! I'm on your side!" Said a calming Education.

"All right, I believe you this time!! Let's face that son of a bitch together!" Tukas lirih Adi tried to trust the man in front of him.

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Hour 00:13

The clock is ticking. Anxious continues to haunt me tonight for some reason tonight seems so tormenting to me. We have arrived at a village that is still one area with an old house from Wulan.

Wulan and mom were at Wulan's house and were sleeping enjoying tonight maybe tired because this one afternoon we really went for a one-family walk, while dad? He was having a casual chat with Mardi sir.it seemed like they were very familiar. I was with them but my mind flew somewhere.

A cup of black coffee accompanies the cold tonight. The surrounding fathers who know enough Mr. Mardi also arrived. Follow the buzz with chatter and typical guyonan fathers who I think quite crisp.

I don't know why my mind drifted in an uncertain direction. Unreasonable feelings swirled in my mind. Why does one case become so complicated. Even now it involves many parties.

The death of bi Tutik and ayu. Accidents that seem odd.if indeed ayu is dead, why m*yat ayu also not found. Is it too much if I wish one of my friends would survive?

Even though I think it's bland how I feel about her. I still want him alive. He's still my friend the one who once filled my empty days. Good people who are good enough to give me. Ayu are you still alive today or have you reached his paradise?

Suddenly my daydream split when I saw Wulan hurriedly wearing a jacket and pulled out his motorbike from inside the house. Where is that woman going in the early hours like this?

"Where are you going to cah ayu?" Ask Mr. Mardi to see his son look panicked.

"There's a badly injured man sir. Like an accident victim. There's no one who can sew a wound sir. So Wulan has to go!" Tukas Wulan who began to be uncomfortable with the view of the jail of some of the fathers.

"Let me just anther sir. It's not good early morning girls go malem-malem gini" said one of the fathers who know one village like to play the girl. He looked at Wulan with disheveled eyes.

"Hush! Instead of mbok anter mending my son does not have to go mar mar" ketus pak Mardi who began to piqued as well.

"Let me alone sir who accompanied Wulan" My proposal was steady.

"Well, if you can. Please take Wulan with you. Be careful." The spontaneous answer from Mr. Mardi made the fathers who were there laugh. My dad laughed there too.

"Ciiiihhhh". I see that flirtatious guy.

"Son Mahesa be careful later. Watch Wulan. I'm sending Wulan to you" she asked, as if sincere.

"Udah ah sir. Shame in gituin. Wulan can take care of herself." Tukas Wulan handed me the key.

Soon we left the group of fathers who chatted that obscure speech. Heading to Wulan's workplace is of course a little further than usual.

A long time past the long road with a few twists. We finally arrived. With deft Wulan directly in and wear his surgical appron.

While I waited outside the clinic on 24-hour alert. For a second I realized there was no family accompanying him. Don't they know if one of their families had an accident?

An hour and a half I was waiting outside. It feels a little bored here. Every now and then I just chat with the male midwife who is smoking outside or just looking for fresh air. Until a while Wulan came out with no longer wearing her surgical clothes. Wearing a white jacket with a stethoscope around his neck.

"But here!" Wulan called me.

"What? Huh huh? Come home I'm sleepy." My move because Wulan said it was only twenty minutes but the reality is up to almost two hours!.

"Here jerk, there's something I want to show you" Wulan this time a little forcefully pulled my arm.

I had to follow him. Enter the patient's treatment room. The room I used to enter and the place I met Wulan for the first time due to accident. Hehehe

"Do you know who he is?"ask Wulan while looking at me.

I was so shocked to see a woman's body lying with bruises and deep wounds. His whole body was already pale blue. I do not know how long he suffered before finally found by the residents.

"A.wine?" I said with my neck almost choked.

"He seems to be in a coma, and tonight he has to be taken to the hospital. A little too late to find it I can make sure he'll die." Wulan Reply.

"Mass?" Wulan came back to wake me up.

"Eh.. yes?" My reply.

"Do what you think is best honey, please help save my friend's life" I told Wulan.

"Yes, I will do my best" said Wulan Lirih. It seems that she was quite embarrassed when I called her honey, let alone in front of her current friends. His face looked like a tomato again.

For a moment I looked at Wulan then turned towards the woman who was almost dying. I don't know what kind of demon makes this woman with a sweet face bruised with a pretty serious wound. The smooth skin used to now have been engraved many red strokes such as sabetan done many times. Ayy!

"How can he be like this. Looks pathetic! I think I know who did this! I'll make him pay for all your suffering!!!" My mind rages full of anger.

Just one more step!!

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