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Panji and Nissa have reached the south of Jakarta, more precisely the southern outskirts of Jakarta. The address given by Pak Andi was located in a cluster that was very comfortable and beautiful, far from the highway, so far from noise and pollution. At the front gate there are officers who stand guard outside, after Panji conveyed his intentions to the guard officers, they kindly drove Panji and Nissa to Pak Andi's house, they smiled happily because the house was very nice and comfortable, the model of the current house that is not big but modern. From here the school meant for his sister is also close, Panji has seen several schools around on the way to here.

This house is equipped with all living equipment. There are sofas in the living room, mattresses and closets for them in each room . Kitchen equipment is available there. Panji saw the contents of the refrigerator which turned out to have contained the contents of a bottle of mineral water, he took the coldest mineral water in the refrigerator, his throat was dry now wet and fresh. He threw himself in the bed. His mind was still ringing what happened at dinner at the house of Pak Andi and Haryati's mother. They promised to send photos of the TKP murder of his father, but until now the information awaited has not yet arrived.

Long enough he fell asleep, the vibration of the phone nailed his pants make him wake up. Pamji checked the contents of the message and immediately jumped up. He ran out of the room looking for his sister, he saw that the whole room of the house was clean and fresh, ppppaAAaQqQQQQQQQQANiya was in the kitchen preparing food. It turns out Nissa had been out of her mind to buy groceries.

"Dad! Right here! The TKP photos have been sent by Ms. Haryati."

Nissa immediately approached Panji in the guest room. They were a little disappointed because the expected picture did not happen. Pak Lurah's body was face down with a knife on his back with his head facing the fence. The pennant threw his back onto the sofa, his face staring at the ceiling in disappointment. Nissa is still fiddling with the picture .

"Panji Bag! That's my knife!" Pekik Nissa happy.

" Why are you happy? That proves our father's the killer, right?" Panji was still confused by Nissa's attitude.

"That's my knife to clean vegetables and fruit, I always keep it outside, tucked in a tree that sticks in the fence. You always lose your knife when you put it in the kitchen, so since then he kept it on the fence!" Nisa screamed happily.

Panji was still unable to understand Nissa's intentions, but he slowly understood.

"If the knife is on the fence it is impossible to position the corpse of the pak lurah facing the fence, he must be facing our house. Is it possible that the knife is in my father's hands?"

"No! Mas look! the path of our house is clean, meaning that vegetables have not come, the knife is still stored on the fence. Dad always kept it neat there after he put it on!"

"You can see from far away Mr. Lurah came, he had prepared a knife on his shirt, when Pak Lurah turned he stabbed directly!" Panji expressed his opinion even though he did not expect that to happen.

"Based on the father's confession that Pak Lurah came to want revenge carrying a knife, if finally the lurah who was killed means there was a fight, the knife was captured by the father, the father managed to grab the knife, Pak Lurah was about to run and then he stabbed from behind!' Panji again spread the opinion of another possibility, he tried to reconstruct the incident in his mind, but he broke his own opinion.

"No! Too weak! grabbing the knife must be from a short distance, at least there are scars from the punch, the elbow should even be sprained by the wrist of the pack!"

"What if someone else comes, who knows where you keep the knife, then stabs you suddenly from behind?"

Nissa swan expressed her opinion. The pennant smiled at Nissa.

" That was what I and Haryati's mother had in mind from the start! But if stabbed from behind the head of the lurah sir should fall facing our house right? Did he turn to face the culprit?"

Both Panji and Nissa were speechless. Suppose the brain Panji is a Japanese machine must have heard the sound of friction engine rotation and already emit smoke, he is trying hard to process all possibilities.

"Mas Panji knows for himself that you never want to deal with usury, there is no way you have a debt with someone. More likely is who he protects because you love him!"

"if it is so, it means that the person is close to the father and he also knows that the baoak keeps the knife in the fence! Who's possibility?"

"Father has a man who brags him in the market, his name is Joko, he is our village who also helps the father of the new house after clean then the merchandise is brought to the market."

Panji also knows Joko, one of his childhood friends. His father did invite Joko to help him in the market because he wanted to help him so that he and his sister could remain in school. But since his father was arrested, where is Joko now? He had not heard from Joko and his sister since the incident.

Nissa looked back at the picture on her phone, her eyes focused on the knife that stuck on her back.

" It should be that if the knife goes through the back of Pak Lurah, Pak Lurah will not have time to turn around. If you had turned around means the initial stab is not that deep there will be a little resistance, if there is a fight of flower pots arranged by the mother on the side of our path must be a mess, but look Mas! Flower pots are still neatly arranged!"

Panji looked back at the photo shown by Nissa, he looked at Nissa in awe. NIssa is indeed the smartest student in her school, she aspires to become a doctor, so the value of her biology lessons is very good. Panji went back to looking at the photos and thinking.

Is the deck correct? You must often help the mother water the flowers, is the arrangement of the flower pots photographed as usual?" Nisa again noticed the photo Panji meant.

"No Mas! It's rearranged in origin, Mother always arrange a flower pot from the small one to the front getting bigger!'

Nissa and Panji looked at each other, both of them were in agreement, one fact had been unraveled that the pot was rearranged, a thousand questions re-emerged in Panji's mind.

"Why did his father reassemble the flower pots? Who is he protecting? but did there really be a fight? If there is a fight the neighbors must have heard, the village is very quiet, a little sound must have been heard everywhere. Didn't Mr Slamet hear of a fight?" Panji becomes a doubt about the testimony of Mr. Slamet.

" Deck! Don't you have a cell phone? Why should he ask Mr. Slamet to call the police?"

Nissa couldn't answer Panji's question. Panji picked up his phone and contacted Haryati's mother.

"Good day, Ndan! I want to ask if there are scars, bruises or broken parts of Mr Lurah's body? Because of this photo he looks fine."

"Unfortunately we didn't do the Panji autopsy, the victim's family didn't want the autopsy because your father had confessed, so no one needed to feel bothered for the autopsy. But your father was jet in his left eye, broke his nose when he was arrested!"

"A wounded father?" Panji no longer heard the talk on his phone, new facts he heard made his brain more tangled. He threw his body onto the sofa, before long he walked into the room and immediately threw himself into the bed.