Not I'm Taking Him
There's Nothing Here

Breakfast at the village shop. Hungry, they eat with food.

Although simple stalls in the village housing, but the food is very delicious and delicious.

He saw the clock on his wrist. It's past half seven. And he finished his breakfast. Because remember their main purpose of this village.

"Ohya buk's. I know what her name is Gita. He lives in town b, and reportedly he's from here". Said Dika's assistant.

"Whose parents' names are you, sir?". Ask the shop mom.

"Who's the boss, bu gita's parents' name?". Ask the assistant.

"Who is it?. I've forgotten". Said Dika.

The assistant just nodded. 'how to find him. Information is incomplete'. His grunt.

"Information and data is incomplete boss, rather difficult.

It's hard for my men to find information about bu gita". Whisper the assistant.

Dika glared at his assistant. He's got. They were looking for Gita's address.

"Keep, how to...".

"His husband died in a buk accident. Not this year yet". Said the assistant.

Dika nodded. His assistant is smart too. I could use the info out of his mind.

"This is where her husband has been in an accident in recent times there are several pack.

Si may, nur also mira. In the village next door there is also. But all I know is there's no Gita". Answer the mother.

"He may rarely live here ma'am. Because I know he's been living in town b since school". Said Dika.

"show me a picture of gita boss". The assistant reminded.

"Oh yes. Here's the picture, ma'am. But this was a photo a few years ago. While he was in college". Said Dika.

Because he still keeps a picture of Gita when they went to college.

The mother researched the photos that were plastered on the phone screen. Looking a little long.

"I've never seen this face, sir. I don't know because I'm busy at the stall so I don't know.

Also, I've lived here for over ten years never met this woman sir.

Maybe her family moved out of here. Or not the people here". Said the mother.

"But my friend said Gita's parents live here ma'am. Because a few months ago they had seen a car that Gita used to wear there in this village". Answer the assistant.

"Well, if the car could be a rental car sir. Or it could have been his car used by a friend to visit his brother". Said the mother.

"Yes too. That car wasn't necessarily Gita's car". Said Dika.

"But my men said to accompany Gita to this village boss!. He said that Bu Gita entered this village.

But they lost track while waiting for Gita's car in front of the mosque there". Said Dika's assistant.

"It's possible that the car went to the village in the pack. The road next to the mosque goes to the inner village. About an hour there". Said mama warung.

"Oh. There is still a village.

So they did not see the car until the morning, even for a few days they stood guard at the front crossing to this village". Said the assistant.

"It could be sir. In the inner village there are many children and families who wander". Add that Mother.

I saw the assistant. And the assistant shrugged his shoulders. Don't know what to do. Because he also has no more info about the Gita.

"We have to go back to the boss' office. Maybe we should stop looking for Gita. We'll wait for the information from the foundation's mother in the next few weeks". Said the assistant.

Dika just kept quiet. Because he also doesn't know about Gita and her family.

"How else should the boss. We're lacking info". added the assistant.

Finally with a heavy heart Dika returned to the city to work.

"Eh stop under that tree for a second". Said Dika.

When I see the wati house. The house where he was once in Grebek.

"That's Wati's house.

Does she know Gita?". Said Dika.

"Does the boss want to get down?". Ask the assistant.

"No. You told your men to find out from wati". Said Dika.

"OK!". Said the assistant returning his car.

"We try to take the road to the right. Not to go through the market and terminal. Must be stuck now.

Because at seven must be the market street or terminal crowded traffic and busy morning.

The assistant followed the boss's direction. Passed a rather large and nice road.

Also pass through neat and orderly areas, even if not office or school areas.

The area that many houses on this road is more neatly arranged and also has been a little luxurious and modern. Also a wide page.

"Maybe here's a residential businessman or an official boss. Elite housing is here". Said the assistant very familiar with the house on this road.

"Yes. But it doesn't seem to be the housing of the developers. The model and size of the house are also different". Said Dika.

Because the row of houses they passed did not enter the housing. But on the main road of the village to the big road towards the city.

"So it looks like we're not getting through here boss!". Said the assistant.

"No. We passed through the road to the terminal and the market.I passed there, and this may be a new road.

There are not many and crowded vehicles passing through here". Answer Dika.

There was no mass transit through which they saw.

Without them knowing, that Gita's parents' house is one of the houses they passed.

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