SCHNUCKY
HEINOUS CONSPIRACY

Kamala is still covered by the shock that makes her taste. Arya looked at him for a long time while slowly shrinking the tears that were soaking her cheeks.

"How...can...?" kamala said with lirih.

Arya pulled her snot. The man looked down again. "The unwarranted hatred, incited by an obscure issue, managed to destroy the future of an innocent girl."

Arya turned her back and looked back at the painting.

"If I could turn back time..." Arya got up and walked over to the painting.

The man touched the painting and rubbed it gently.

"I'm the first to prevent that action.I will not hesitate to punish those who hurt him." said Arya in a slow and hoarse voice.

"But.. That didn't happen, did it?" tukas Kamala with a witty.

Arya nodded slowly as she continued to gently stroke the painting.

"Schnecke.we call it Schnecke as a form of verbal abuse against him, not as a form of love, but a passion to feel himself." arya replied quietly and her voice remained hoarse.

Kamala remained seated with a feeling that tried to be arranged as quietly as possible.

"Can... You tell me?" ask Kamala.

Arya took the painting off the canvas and brought it to Kamala. The man put the painting on the table. Simultaneously, the memories towards the girl revealed themselves.

...******...

As is each duty. Rudi first approached the Administration and Business section of the school, finding out about Muzdalifah data on the student's masterbook.

Rudi finds it and records everything and then hands the note to Arya.

"Good.." praised Arya. "Now do everything according to the plan we put together."

So Iswan acted as a stalker stalking where Muzdalifah put his foot. Every day he does. As long as it had not obtained an order from Arya, the young man would not violate.

Until one day, they planned a meeting in the back garden of Sports Midfielder (GOR) Nani Wartabone. Arya had been waiting first while Rudi and Iswan appeared later in a piggyback riding Iswan's cub motorcycle.

"Okay, how's the news?" arya asked, "I want good news."

Iswan nodded and took out a few photos. It was revealed in front of Arya.

"Is that hers?" ask Arya.

Iswan chuckles. "The poor man has his own house? Looks like the sun's rising from the west tomorrow."

"I'm serious, Wan!" arya said with annoyance.

Iswan. "Alright." the young man took a piece of the photo and showed it to Arya.

"It looks like he has a strange disease" Iswan said showing a portrait of a parobaya man with their target of surgery. Iswan then plays the video app and shows the footage to Arya.

"The movements are a little stiff." said Iswan, "If he walks, he never once looks ahead but sees his own footsteps."

"Autism Spectrum Disorder" said Arya called one type of neurological disorder.

"What?" ask Iswan.

"No. continue your explanation." said Arya.

Iswan shrugged his shoulders and began again his explanation. "His father had a small grocery stall in front of his rented house. He also had another job as a costume tailor at the Central Market of the City."

"What about your daily routine?" ask Arya again.

"It seems, we miss again, Arya." said Rudi made Arya look at him with a serious mimic.

"What's wrong?" ask Arya.

"It turns out, all the snacks that are being sold in our school cafeteria, are hers. Kartini's mother may not say because she is worried that we will boycott her so that she will not have any more income" said Rudi.

"I don't care about that." said Arya. "The matter of him processing fried foods to be peddled is not our business."

"His father left early in the morning and will return to Ba'da maghrib." said Iswan.

"That happens every day?" ask Arya.

"Every day." said Iswan.

"How is the environment?" ask Arya.

"Lack of. Apparently, the inhabitants of the complex were likely individualists. We will be able to carry out our plan without being caught by the citizens." Iswan replied with a pervert smile.[]