Murder In The Old Castle

Murder In The Old Castle
212. A Box of Durian


Anita's breath seemed to stop reading the writing on the piece of paper. Spontaneously he turned left and right. Who wrote this? The fear soon gripped, because he realized he was not really alone in the house. Not wanting to die silly, he immediately stepped into the room, took the phone he put on the dresser, took the bag, and immediately moved quickly out of the house Not forgetting he locked the front door, in the hope that the intruder will be trapped inside the house.


Click!


“Mamp*us you!” said Anita.


After that he immediately ran to the front yard, and stood on the side of the highway. Again, look at the direction of the house. He believes the intruder is now in the house. His worry had lessened, because there was no way the intruder would chase after him, especially now that he was on the side of the highway. There were several vehicles passing by, so even if the intruder was chasing, it would certainly dare to act recklessly in a public area like this.


A blue taxi happened to pass by, and he waved his hand. The taxi stopped, and Anita came in. Now he really feels relieved. He did not care about the situation in his house even though his house was torn apart by the intruder, the important thing is that he survived.


“Where to Mbak?” ask the taxi driver.


“Central police station yes, sir! Soon!”


The blue taxi drove to the police station. Despite having escaped the death that lurks, Anita's heart still feels pounding. He did not expect that his house would be infiltrated by someone unknown. He was grateful that he was still fine.


Before long, the taxi arrived in front of the three-story police station. After paying the taxi fare, Anita immediately entered the police station which still looks crowded even by late afternoon. In a hurry, he almost hit one of the policewomen who was none other than Niken. Apparently Niken was going home to prepare to attend a dinner held by Govind Punjabi. He was surprised to see Anita there.


“Anita? How are you here?” ask Niken.


“Eh, Brother! Thankfully, my brother has not come home. I'm .. I'm looking for Mr. Reno too. Is Mr Reno still around?” anita asked nervously.


“Pak Reno has been home since. What is it, how does it seem so important?”


“Can't we talk outside, Brother!” bring Anita.


Niken agreed to Anita's invitation. The two immediately exited the building, heading towards the side yard that had a flower garden and a fish pond. They walked slowly, chatting.


After calming down, Anita pulled out a piece of paper she found at the dinner table, then handed it to Niken. The policewoman read carefully.


“Gosh! We've checked all the rooms ...“


Niken muttered, but Anita shook her head.


“Not all, Brother. I forgot to tell you that upstairs there's a small barn and a clothesline. It's just that I rarely go up there if there's no need. There is a possibility that the intruder came before Kak Niken came there, then hid upstairs,” said Anita.


“Terus .. how did you get to the police station? Was the intruder not after you?” ask Niken.


“As soon as I picked up the paper, I got out of the house, brother. I was really scared, and I didn't think long I grabbed my phone then went out of the house, locked the door, and took a taxi to this police station,” Anita said.


“Good! So now the intruder's still in your house?” ask Niken.


“Maybe, Brother. I'm the key to not going anywhere. But if he really intended to go out, it would be easy, right? He can break the door or get out the window. Obviously I don't want to go back there, brother. I'm still afraid in case the intruder's still there. Though soon will go to the dinner of Mr. Govind. I can't change clothes later,” said Anita.


“Gini aja, actually I also want to be ready to come to the dinner event, just me pretending to be a restaurant guest, not as an invitation. Let's look at the current state of your home. If you are afraid to wait outside, let me go inside and. When everything is safe, you come in. How?” said Niken.


“Wah Yes, Brother. Just like that!”


Anita immediately got into Niken's car to return to slide to Anita's house. In Anita's heart, she was amazed by the figure of Niken. The woman is very brave and beautiful. For people who never knew, I certainly didn't think Niken was a cop.


***


Paragon Restaurant is one of the famous restaurants in the city because of its premium classy and expensive food. Not surprisingly, the restaurant became a subscription for officials or artists to hold certain activities. Although still open for a year, the restaurant is quickly known for its quality and cool service.


This afternoon, the busyness was already felt in one corner of the restaurant that was conjured up in such a way. The chairs were neatly arranged, and the long tables on which were decorated with flowers and various foods. The restaurant owner had already memorized that Govind Punjabi who ordered, surely he wanted all perfect. For this reason, the restaurant owner has advised all employees to prepare everything well.


Purple is the color of the theme carried in the title of the dinner. All the chairs, tablecloths, and flowers, all decorated in that color. The employees were busy preparing the room to be used soon. The owner of the restaurant was an important tycoon in the city, husband and wife James Tan and Jessica Tan.


Widya came a bit late to check the restaurant, while Guntur himself did not check. He asked to be sent directly to his residence. It was getting dark when he entered the restaurant and his arrival was immediately greeted by the owner of his own restaurant, James Tan.


James Tan, a 50-year-old man, is small in stature and his eyes are of course narrow. Jessica Tan is a tall woman until she is 30 years old. Their age range was quite far, but it seemed like they were a mismatched couple.


“Kok you just came Widya? What if Mr. Govind is angry because he is not ready? Well, you see now? Hows it? Is there anything to add?” james Tan said while showing the location of the dinner.


Widya actually did not need to comment, she saw for herself the room was so beautiful and artistic. I don't know how much money was spent renting one of these rooms. Widya knew that although Pak Govind Punjabi was a temperamental and perfectionist, he never half to spend money. He is not the stingy type either.


“This is so cool, Koh!” widya.


Suddenly James Tan's eyes unintentionally looked towards Widya's bleeding arm. He immediately reprimanded the glasses young lady.


“Oh! This ... this was wire-scratched, Koh! I was in such a hurry earlier that I was less careful. Uh there's a clothesline hanging, so it's a scratch, Koh!” widya said,


“Try the medicine so as not to infection!” james Tan's orders.


“Ah, later also heal by yourself, Koh! Don't worry!”


Suddenly, one of the officers came to meet James Tan who was chatting with Widya.


“Pak, sorry this is a box of durian meat from a courier. When I asked from whom, the courier would not answer. He said he would know later too. He said this durian fruit is for ...Ah, this is her name, Anita Wijaya!”


“OK, just put it in the kitchen. We will love Anita!”


***


Niken and Anita have arrived at Anita's residence. Niken immediately moved into the house while holding another gun, because one of his pistols he had lent to Anita. The front door opened, they found the house in a state of desolation. Like nothing happened. However, they heard the sound of music from the middle room.


“Someone turned on the music?” whispered Anita.


“Quiet ... I'm going in. Would you like to come or stay here?” tawar Niken's.


“I'm in but behind Brother only huh?”


“OK!”


Both of them entered vigilantly. Niken still continued to hold the gun, sniffing, advancing slowly while Anita stalked behind while occasionally holding Niken's blouse. He felt very tense and anxious. He could not imagine if suddenly the intruder pounced from behind.


When they got to the living room, they saw the television on, but there was no one there. Niken took the remote slowly, then turned off the TV using the remote.


Niken remained vigilant checking all corners of the house, including the attic. On top of the attic they found two empty packs of small size chocolate bars. Niken picked up the chocolate wrapper that looks still new.


“Hmm, Silver King brand chocolate wrap. Your guess is right. The intruder was on the second floor. But it seems all safe and the intruder is not here,” whispered Niken as she observed the brown wrapper.


“So how , brother?”


“Now let's check your room. Hopefully there is nothing there,” said Niken.


The two rushed to Anita's room. The room was still in a closed state, but they were very surprised when they saw the conditions in the room. The clothes in the closet look messy, even partially scattered on the floor.


“Gosh!” anita Pekik.


“What's missing?” ask Niken.


“Yes, Brother! The gun the brother gave him .... “


Anita said while checking the contents in the closet. The parasite looks anxious. Surely it would be very dangerous if the gun fell into irresponsible hands.


“Aduh, department!” sesal Niken's.


Then their gaze turned to the glass window in the room. The glass seemed to break because it was deliberately destroyed. They saw debris strewn below.


“The intruder blurred through this window by breaking the window glass. And here, there's a little drop of blood. Maybe he had scratched the window glass before escaping,” said Niken.


“I'm relieved really, Brother. What matters is that I'm safe. But I don't want to live here alone tonight. Brother there is a solution I live where?” ask Anita.


“I live with my grandmother in the apartment. If you want, you can stay there tonight,” said Niken.


“Wah, Big brother seriously? But I'm afraid to bother Kak.”


“Tak nothing. Grandma must be so happy to have a friend chat. Understandably, sometimes I was busy working and grandma often I left alone. Hopefully you can be a friend chat Grandma,” said Niken.


“Oh, yes Brother!”


“Well, now prepare the clothes you want to wear to dinner. We'll just leave my apartment. Later you leave first by taxi so as not to be too flashy. I'll catch up with you later. I hope tonight is nothing!”


***