Looking For Murder
Yusa Found

Alone at the stop, in front of Aokigahara, a cold wind pierced to the bone. Yusa was panicking. Especially when you know that the only shop there is closed. He was thinking of asking for a ride in a passing car.

Yusa grew cold and suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous, until finally vomiting. A sedan-type car suddenly stopped in front of Yusa. The driver opened the door and got down in a hurry.

“Young master. Oh my God this is true Young master Yusa. Mister okay?” The man looked in amazement at Yusa's body from head to toe many times.

Yusa who finished removing all the rest of the contents in her stomach in a lowered state, got up by squinting her eyes while sweeping her mouth with her hands.

“You who? Do I know you?”

“I Dai, Sir. Of course you don't know me. I'm Mrs Yana Nobou's man. For two months I have been looking for you. Both of the Master's parents are very worried for Master's safety. Every day they wait for good news from me.”

“ Two months?”

“ Yes Sir. Sir disappeared for two months.” Yusa Termangu heard Dai's words.

“Let's get in my car.” Dai opened the car door beside the steering wheel.

“Come Sir. Come inside. We'll get out of here soon.”

Yusa got into Dai's car hesitantly. But he felt relieved. You can get out of that place soon. It feels like getting a lottery, so very exciting. He calmed himself down in the warmth of Dai's car. Take the headache medicine out of your wallet and drink it. What a strange experience. Maybe Yusa was paranoid, but Aokigahara was so gloomy. It's like spreading the despair of those who decided to end their lives there.

“If the Madam knows where the Master is, she must be very happy.” Yusa just kept silent. In the deepest corner of her heart, Yusa hoped that what Dai said was true. Both of his parents were worried about him. Dai then picks up the phone from inside his jacket pocket and makes a phone call to Yana.

“Halo Mistress, ..” Dai reported his work to Yana. Across the phone, Yana's voice was pleasantly surprised. He asks Dai to take Yusa to his residence. Because Yusa is already on the search list. Yana does not want Yusa's whereabouts to be known to the police who continue to pay attention to the movements of the residents of the house until Yusa is found.

After getting orders to take Yusa to her home, Dai starts the car engine and heads to the outskirts of Osaka where her small house is located.

As soon as she got word from her man, Yana who was in her study rushed out. Carefully left his office. He did not want to make the police who were always watching their families suspicious. Yana went home when the time was 9 p.m. He quickly changed his clothes with a shirt and jeans and a hat. Yana exits her house through the back door by driving a different car. This time Yana is very grateful with her husband, who has designed the house by putting their car garage behind the house. So that he can get out without knowing the police who are watching them. Husband? Yana forgets to give this good news to Benjiro, her husband. Ah, wrong. Not forgetting. More precisely delay. Last afternoon she had exchanged news with the man who was still her husband status, that tonight the man would spend time with Clarisha. Since the incident at the hospital the other day when he and Benjiro had a serious conversation (chapter 67) coupled with the incident that happened to Yusa, they are increasingly sending news. They are both trying to accept and understand the situation their family is facing.

As soon as she arrived at the Dai residence, located on the outskirts of Osaka, Yana got off in a hurry. He knocked on the door quickly, forcing the occupants of the house to run to him. Wide footsteps could be heard from inside the house.

“Sebentar.” Speak to the home owner. As soon as the door opened, Yana barged in. He found his son sitting in front of a table.

“Mother?” Yusa put down the tableware she was holding, welcoming the arrival of her mother who poured into her arms.

“Where have you been, son?”

"Basar son of boodoh. Why walk into the haunted forest. Isn't there any other place more fun?"

"It was fun in the woods, too, Mom. It is very quiet and peaceful there. Away from the frenzy of life."

"How long is it going to be for a walk, up to two months ?"

"I'm a little lost, Mom. But luckily there was a monk who helped me get out of there."

"Mister? Where there are Monks playing around in the forest. Don't joke. You're this..."

"Yes, Mom. I'm serious."

"Dear one. No one had seen a monk in the various corners of the tree sea forest. According to the news that I know, this has also happened to a pair of lovers from America who experienced the same thing. Locals believed the monk to be a divine incarnation of the spirit that prevented people from committing suicide and returned him home. Do you really intend to commit suicide?"

"No, Ma. Where there is such a story."

"You have to promise me you won't repeat that again."

"Mothers. I'm it's okay. I'm back, I don't have to worry.”

In the middle of the atmosphere of the day, suddenly a number of police officers rushed in. Put a gun on the mother and child. “Police..!!! Hands up !!!” Some police personnel are moving towards Yusa. Separating Yana's embrace with her son.

“What the fuck is.” Madam Yana shouted. Yusa was handcuffed with her hands back.

“ From now on you have the right to remain silent. You have the right to speak to legal counsel. Anything you say right now can be used against you in court. “ Takagi pronounces the rights of the suspect while his colleagues secure Yusa.

“Yusa innocent !!” Mrs Yana is hysterical as she tries to pull the police who led Yusa out of the house. Yusa could only give up. There was no fight from him. Police led him into a patrol car.

“Please explain later in court. What you are doing now we can use to be evidence that further aggravates the suspect. So please work together.” Takagi's stern words were enough to make Yana unable to do anything more. His efforts to hide Yusa turned out to be in vain. He was the one who led the police to come to that place.

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Yana Yana's.. Read a lot of newspapers to be smart. Do not count mulu feathers.. 🙃