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We immediately finished eating, so that we could quickly search the house of Om Hendra and Om Boby's wife.
After we finished, we got ready to leave immediately. Om Deni's wife also wanted to join the search we did.
"I'm coming, yes" said Om Deni's wife.
It turns out Om Deni's wife is named Erika, usually called Eri. He also wanted to come with us, but Om Deni did not allow it because he saw the current situation.
"No, you better rest," said Om Deni.
"I don't want to, I'm afraid that person will still come here" said Aunt Eri.
"Yes, Den. Afraid that Boby will come again, even your wife can be harmed at that time," said Mother.
Om Deni nodded while stroking his wife's head. A smile was seen on Auntie Eri's face.
We immediately set out to drive Mr. Budi's car, we took the initiative to go back around Boby's house earlier. We want to get information from his neighbors. But this time, we took the main road.
We headed to the house we thought was closest to Om Bobby's house.
Wh-tok-tok!!
Dad knocked on the door of Om Boby's neighbor's house.
The door did not have to wait long to open. Looks like a little girl maybe she's the same age as me behind that door
"Yes, who are you looking for?" ask the girl.
"Here's the first, Deck?" ask Mother.
"Mama? No, I'll call you first" replied the girl.
He went back further into his house, and we waited on the porch.
At this moment it looks like the girl is walking hand in hand with a more mature woman. They walked towards us.
"Yes, let's go in first" said the woman, looking confused, looking at us who came in crowded.
"Please, sit!" say that woman again.
We were silent for a moment when the woman who owned this house did not throw a single word.
"Can I ask a little question to my mother?" said Mom started the conversation.
"Yes, please," he said.
He saw us one by one, from his face he looked confused.
"Do you know Boby?" ask Dad.
"Yes, he's his house next door. But he's dead, what's wrong?" ask the woman.
"It's okay, we're his office mates. Looks like the house is empty, his wife doesn't live there anymore?" ask Dad.
"Oh, since the death of his son, Boby's wife returned to his parents' house, his son was already dead before the incident Boby committed suicide" explained the woman.
"Died because what's Boby's son?" ask Om Deni.
"Look at the brain cancer, and they reportedly also often fight because of the problem of treatment" explained the woman again.
Again I saw father and Om Deni looking at each other. It was like a puzzle was starting to be answered.
"So this is why" said Dad.
"That's, Dad?" ask Mother.
Mother seemed confused by the glimpse of what the father made.
"Let's talk about it another time. Continue again, ma'am," said the father to the woman.
"Well, a few days after his son died, reportedly the Boby was fired from the office. But we also do not know what because of what," said the woman.
"They were in an intense fight, had no idea where Boby had committed suicide from" the woman explained.
"If you may know, where is his wife's address?" ask Om Deni.
We waited, and for a long time the woman went into her room. We looked confused and sometimes whispered to each other. Looks like the girl understood what we were thinking.
"Mama, how long," cried the girl.
"Behold," cried the man in the room.
The woman came out of her room and approached us. The woman was seen holding a book in her hand.
"I'm sorry, long time. You see, this book is still slippery," explained the woman when she was near us.
"Oh, it's okay" said Dad.
"What is it?" ask Mother.
The woman also opened the book, apparently carrying a photo album. The more confused I see it.
"meaning?" ask Dad.
"It was yesterday, when Boby and his wife had a fight, his wife boby left the house. Well, coinciding in front of my house this photo album fell," said the woman.
Then he gave us the photo album. It looks like a happy little family on the cover, inside there are some pictures in it. Starting from baby pictures to little girl photo children may now be the age of first grade children in SD.
In addition, seen the photo of Boby, his wife and child. That's right, the baby and the little girl may be her child.
"How do you mean?" ask Dad again.
"On the back page, it's a phone number and an address. Try to call first the number may be the address of his parents," said the woman again.
Om Deni's wife also took out her phone, then handed it to Om Deni. Om Deni tried to contact him, but the result was no longer used.
"Can't, we just go to this address" said Om Deni.
We also say goodbye to the woman who owns the house, before that we also say thank you, because it is willing to help us.
"Thank you" said all of us.
We also went out of the house to the car. One by one we began to enter the car, then Mr. Budi returned his car to the address listed in this book.
This address is quite far from our location, but tirelessly we continue to search. We all want to live a quiet life, hopefully Om Boby gets caught quickly.
It took a long time, and we finally arrived. In the yard, you see the middle fathers standing watering the plants. We went down to ask.
"Jiang, sir," We said.
He also looked towards us. He walked over, and opened the gate.
"Who's looking, huh?" ask the guy.
He also showed me the photo he took to the father.
"Oh, let's go in first. That's what the girl in the picture looks like my son knows her" he said as he walked to the porch.
"Please sit down, I call my son first" the father said as he left.
We have to wait again. It was moments like this that made me lazy. But how else.
The father also came along with a beautiful woman, maybe the same age as the one in the photo. The woman smiled at us, then greeted us one by one.
The woman looked at us one by one.
"What's up, huh? How crowded?" ask the woman.
He showed the photo album to the woman.
"Call me, Clara" he said.
"Well, do you think Clara knows the woman in the picture?" ask Mother.
"Yes, I know him very well. She's Sita, she's a good woman and this is her son and husband. I know them quite well" said the woman, pointing at a picture inside.
Seriate....
Who is Clara? yuk continues his story.