My Mother's Tears
Part 19 Maryati Discovery
When one of the hunters came down, how surprised he was when he saw the rice water turned red and smelled fishy.
“Hey friends, let's see, our dog panties look so agitated, it turns out this water smells fishy!”
exclaimed a hunter who had just descended down.
Hearing the screams of his friend, some hunters immediately went down, to see firsthand what his friend witnessed.
“Yes right, must have happened something in the place we passed earlier.”
“Yes, let's trace this water flow.
Because they were so sure something had happened, they all went back up the stream, where they all passed through it.
Sure enough, about five meters up, they all found Maryati lying unconscious covered in blood.
Seeing their dogs barking, the hunters went downstairs, where they found Maryati.
“Hei friends, look like there's a dead body down there!”
“Corpse? whose body?”
“I don't know, then let's look down, who knows we can still help him.”
“True, let's get down.”
Slowly the hunters went down into the waterways, they examined Maryati's pulse that was covered with blood and rice fields.”
“Hey, it turns out this girl is still alive, let's lift her up there.”
“Good, but we first clean the mud and blood in his body.”
Then they cleaned Maryati's body together, after the body was clean Maryati they immediately lifted up.
“Who could hurt this little girl huh?”
"I don't know, it looks like this happened last afternoon, because he looks so pale.”
“Then, let's quickly take him to the house of the village chief.”
“Good, come.”
Together, they cut Maryati's body into the village head's house, along the way all the residents witnessed it, the words of the oath were unceasingly flowing from the mouths of all who could do such a cruel thing.
Upon their arrival in front of the Village Chief's house, Maryati's body was immediately placed in front of the house. Mr. Kades who saw the incident was immediately shocked.
“Yes Allah, whose daughter is this?”
“We do not know sir, we all found him in the middle of the rice fields and was unconscious with wounds all over his body.
Hearing the words of one of the hunters, Mr. Kades immediately approached Maryati and opened some of her clothes slowly.
“Yes Allah, means there has been an attempted murder on this girl.”
“Yes Mr. Kades, look at the tear wounds of sharp weapons almost slashed all over his body.”
“Yes, alright, then we just take her to the hospital, just like her this girl suffered great torture.
“See Mr. Kades.”
“Then, for the effect of the snare we must report this incident to the authorities.”
“Well, if the problem is, let me report to Sir,” said one of the hunters.
“Alright, means this task you're holding. “
“Good Sir.”
Then one of the hunters, went to the police station to report the incident that was happening to Maryati.
“Where is the child currently?”
“There sir, now he's at our Mr. Kades' house.”
“Well then, let's see the child's condition now.”
“Good Sir.”
In the escort of several police officers, they also headed to the house of the Village Chief of Cempaka. Seeing the presence of the police at the Village Chief's house, several people around came in droves to witness the incident that was experienced by Maryati.
“What's the hell jul?” neli asked to know.
“Says there's a girl who's a murder victim.”
“Curban killing?”
“Iya, currently the girl is in Puskemas.”
“So, that cop why is he here?”
“No idea, there may be a need the same time Mr. Kades.”
“Ooo, so.”
“Come Jul, we follow them.” Take Neli.
“Where are they at?”
“Definitely to Puskesmas.”
“Good, let's get there.”
Then July with Neli and other residents came in crowds to Puskesmas. Upon their arrival at the puskesmas, it turns out that there have been many residents who arrived.
“I think we're late, Jul. Look, all residents have arrived at Puskesmas.”
“Iya, Nel, everyone would want to see firsthand the condition of the child.”
With the jostling of all citizens trying to break into the Puskesmas, they all want to witness firsthand the condition of Maryati who was unconscious.
“Do any of you recognize this girl?” ask a police officer to the people present at the puskesmas.
One by one the residents were given permission to go inside to recognize Maryati's face. After so many people saw Maryati's face, none of them could recognize Maryati's face.
“We do not recognize him Sir,” replied Siti slowly.
“Truely none of you recognized him?”
“True!”
Because no one recognized Maryati, one of the police officers came to the hunter who was still in front of the Puskesmas.
“The father reported the girl to us, right?”
“True Sir.”
“Do you remember where you found the girl?”
“Still Sir.”
“Is the location far from this Village?”
“Away Sir, there are about five kilo meters from here.”
“According to Mr, Which village is closer than the discovery of this girl?”
“Sekar Village and Punjung Village Pak.”
“Among the two Villages, which Village is closer than the discovery of this girl?”
“Looks Village punjung Pak.”
“Well then let's go to the village of punjung first.”
“Then the police and some of his men went straight to Punjung village while carrying a photo of Maryati's face.
Just like the residents of Cempaka Village, Punjung Village also did not recognize Maryati, as well as all the Villages they visited, they all did not know Maryati.
Because all the villagers did not recognize Maryati, the police distributed leaflets of Maryati photos and placed them on the roadside and in all the trees.
When the afternoon had come, when the Roro children came home, they saw a photo of Maryati plastered on every tree and pole.”
“Yeah, sister look, it looks like it's Maryati's face?” Shouted Dion in a loud voice.
“Iya right, it looks like Maryati's face, but how can it be on the cross-section here huh?”
“I don't know.”
“But Brother, it looks like he is being treated at the hospital.”
“Iya true.”
“See there's writing too.”
“Sweetie we all can't read write, so we don't know what it reads.”
When they were all busy looking at the photo of Maryati, then one of the residents passed by at the place.
“Heh, Sir, here a minute.”
“What's the son?”
“Map can read?”
“Can, did you read what?”
“Random this writing for us Pak.”
“Ooo, alright.”
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