KELANA
71.

As the hot atmosphere intensified, the workshop person immediately got off his motorbike and interrupted the ongoing mouth quarrel.

"Sorry Fathers, what kind of missing motorcycle is it, sir?"

"Why are you?" Ask the man who lost the bike was not happy.

He had the upper hand, just a step two more he would be able to check the death of the shop owner who was slovenly suddenly there was also someone who asked pretentiously.

"Well, how do you know we-we who here have seen it, sir."

The man snorted but did not answer.

"Why don't you answer the young man's question? Are you afraid to be found out that the actual motorcycle is not lost but you deliberately want to worsen the name of my store?"

Hearing the insinuations of the male shop owner, the father was inflamed.

"Who said I don't want the answer, huh?" The father took out his wallet, took the STNK and passed it to people, "This is my motorcycle brand, this is my BM number and his name is also my name." He said with a satisfied tone. He glanced at the people present as if to say that he was an honest man and his words were very trustworthy.

Because the workshop person is in front of the father who lost the motor so that he can automatically directly read the information in the STNK.

Before coming here earlier, he had seen and memorized the motor BM number that Mr. Amat had brought. It turns out that the BM number is exactly the same as the one listed on this STNK.

"Look, Sir..."The workshop person then explained to the father who lost his motorbike the actual incident with a soft voice. Throughout the story, I don't know how many times the father who lost the motor was swerving towards Pak Amat, Pak Amat, because in advance the good workshop man had explained the condition of Mr. Amat who was forgetful and asked very much not to make it difficult for the old man, the end of the father who lost the motorbike also received it even with a clumsy heart.

Pak Amat himself only heard grin when stared at by people.

He did not know what the people were talking about because he had previously been asked not to approach the crowd.

Eventually the matter was resolved without any more dispute.

Pak Amat went straight home after taking his motorcycle which was still parked in the corner of the store.

The father who lost the motor picked up his motorbike at the workshop with a piggyback by the owner of the workshop.

Actually this is not the first time Mr. Very forgetful, although he would not agree if he said he was a forgetful.

One day Pak Amat went to a wedding party invitation in Padang Kamal village. When he came home, he forgot to piggyback his wife.

Even worse, he did not realize that he was angry when he got home, but his wife did not come to open the door and welcome him.

Fortunately there are neighbors who also go to the invitation so they can give a ride to his wife when they go home alone.

Because Pak Amat's forgetful disease is getting worse, Buk Rofeah, his wife invited Pak Amat to go to the Hospital.

Mr. Amat poked with anger. He did not feel there was an illness why he had to be taken to the Hospital.

He was very angry with his wife who had a bad mind because she wanted to take him to the Hospital.

Buk Rofeah had a headache seeing the behavior of Mr. Amat. He confided there confiding here. Finally he got the news that in Selatpanjang there is a young healer who has the science of celestial sundul medicine.

It is capable of treating various diseases that are impossible to cure.

Buk Rofeah has got the doctor's phone number. But he still hesitated to call her. Afraid that the healer was busy again, there was also a doubt in his heart whether the famous healer would come to their house. In addition, Buk Rofeah was afraid that he could not afford the services of the physician.

Your mother draws and exhales. He could feel that his energy was flowing in his body as ordered through the mind.

Right now controlling his inner power is like moving his own two hands, easier.

Through her inner eyes, Mumu saw a deep flow of energy flowing throughout her body, strengthening the organs in the body so that they could function more optimally.

As Mumu was controlling his inner power subconsciously his eyes noticed the black spots on his left hand finger.

As Mumu watched closely, she immediately knew what it was. The black spots are the remnants of the poison that he removed from Bang Randi's body. It was unexpected that the remaining poison was apparently stuck in his fingers.

Mumu immediately scanned her entire body once more, knowing that there was a residual poison that escaped from her monitor. If that happens, it's not good news for him.

After scanning it up to three times to be sure, it turns out that there are no traces of poison in his body, except on the fingers of his left hand.

'What kind of poison is this?' Mumu's curious.

He tried to find out the origin of the poison.

Half an hour passed in an instant. Your mama straightened her body, she breathed heavily.

From his observations just now, he was able to deduce that the poison was made from tree sap, more precisely the combination of various tree sap. I don't know who has the ability to amu the sap of the tree becomes a very powerful poison.

Mumu suspected there were about seventeen types of tree sap that were mixed into one, but he could not know what type of wood sap and what the dose of each of the wood sap.

Mumu immediately controlled the poison with her mind. He wanted to destroy the poison so as not to harm himself accidentally in the future.

As his inner power prepared to annihilate the poison, Mumu stopped his actions abruptly.

'What if this poison is used as a secret weapon?'

Mumu re-examined the poison, is there a suitable method if the poison remains stored in his body without harming himself.

After a few minutes of thinking, Mumu moved her mind again, ordered an invisible inner force to carry the remaining poison until it stopped at the fingertips of her left hand and she kept it safe there.

This can be an additional capital for him if he wants to make the enemy helpless.

Of course he must be able to use the poison wisely like.

When she finished, Mumu immediately walked out of her room. Body's sweating. Mumu decided to sit back and plan to take a shower.

"Peply..bib...bib...."

His phone suddenly rang. Your mum glanced for a moment, no names, no new numbers.

"Hallo with whom is this?" Ask Mumu politely.

"With Nisa, Bang." A woman's voice came from across the phone.

"Sina?" Mumu's eyebrows are linked. He had never known a woman named Nisa....