SAWMILL
249. PHOTO IN WALLET
“Just open Sir Diran…. Who knows the contents of dangerous objects” said Pak Hendrik
I know Mr. Diran and Mr. Hendrik must know what it is, but it seems Mr. Diran wants to get approval from Mr. Sobirin as the owner of the contract, because we are clearly breaking the law by opening the property of others.
Mr. Diran slowly took the black package in which there was something, a black package printed with a box object inside.
Slowly Pak Diran put the black cloth on the floor of Solikan's contract.. But Mr. Diran did not immediately open the package. He simply put down and then looked towards the inside of that backpack again.
I think there's something that's going to be taken out of that backpack again.
“What else is Diran?” ask Hendrik
“There is a wallet that is deliberately placed at the base of this bag, sir Hendrik” replied Pak Diran
“Just get it out sir..who knows if there are more clues about this Solikin pak” said pak Hendrik
Mr. Diran put his hand again into the black backpack, then slowly he took out a brown wallet that was rather thick.
Then the brown wallet he put next to the black package earlier.
“Let's open the package first Siran” said Mr. Hendrik who was impatient to see what was in the black cloth package
Slowly land pack Diran open the tightly sealed package and bound black cloth.
Once opened, it turns out that the package is a small box made of wood, actually not small, maybe a box that measures twenty times twenty cm, and black too. A box similar to a place to store jewelry.
Mr. Diran did not immediately open the box, after opening the box was left on the floor for a few minutes, it seemed like Mr. Diran was staring at the contents of the box before he opened it.
“Hmmm I am afraid to open this box sir Sobirin.. I am afraid when something comes out when I open this box” said Pak Diran.
“Just open sir…. I am responsible if there is something against you, because I ordered you to open this box” said Mr. Sobirin
Mr. Diran slowly opened the lid of the box that did not have the key…
When viewed from his face, Sir Diran seemed to be trying to hold something coming from the box, or was exerting his energy, I could see from the change in the face of Sir Diran who was sweating.
Not only Pak Diran. He also seemed to be exerting his energy towards the black box.
It seems like the small box has extraordinary magical energy, so both Pak Diran and Pak Hendrik might be able to release his energy just to open the small box.
Slowly the box began to open……
“Kosong!..” murmured Mr. Sobirin
The box was empty and did not match my expectations.In the box there was only a paper with the words Hotel Throne Adem Ayem.
“Kok Empty, there is only paper that has written the name of the hotel course” said Mr. Sobirin again
Mr. Sobirin must have been mistaken with the box in front of him, he must have thought that the box contained something terrible and shocking, he said,
But it turned out that in the box only contained a small paper that read Hotel Singgasana Adem Ayem.
But not with Mr. Diran and Mr. Hendrik, their faces both showed a relief, there must be something finished around here, or in the box.
“Iya there is only this paper Mr. Sobirin, I am also surprised, the paper with the name of a hotel is what use ya?” said Mr. Diran by pretending.
The black and rather thick wallet seemed to be nothing, because the faces of Siran and Pak Hendrik were just ordinary, the faces of the two of them did not show concern.
The thick contents of the wallet were removed all from the sidelines of the wallet.
There's no money.. There are only a lot of photos and papers with numbers, names, and writings that can not be read..
Oh, my God!. photo placed on the floor….
All of them are photos of the beautiful Inggrid!
The photos are cut according to the shape of the body Inggrid..
There are about ten photos of Ingrid in various poses, but only photos of Ingrid, there are no photos of Ingrid along with Solikin.
All the photos have started yellowing and some have even blurred, probably because it has been stored in the wallet for too long
How could a subtle creature be taken his picture, this was clearly very unlikely. No human being can take a picture or photograph a subtle creature as clear as this!
It's definitely something that couldn't have happened…. But it turned out that this was happening!, because the evidence was in front of my eyes.on the rented floor there were photos of Ingrid in various styles.
Mr. Diran and Mr. Hendrik just kept quiet while paying attention to the photos on the floor.
“Only photos of beautiful women only” said Mr. Sobirin commenting on the photos on the rented floor
“Iya sir Sobirin.. Just my photos, and some folded papers.and like paper with these numbers is a paper tape said Pak Diran.
Now Sir Diran opened the sides of the wallet he was holding, then Sir Diran pulled a kartau mark of the population…
“SOLIKIN...” read Diran's pack on the name listed on the resident's sign card.
“This bag means that it belongs to Solikin, and he was once here, and maybe because of something that urged him to go in a hurry without carrying this bag pak” Pak Diran told Pak Sobirin.
“Iya Pak Diran, meaning takmir the mosque is now going with his brother named Solikin” murmured Mr. Sobirin
Solikin or Watuadem used the address of his brother Solikan during his stay here, during which time he met Jay…
So now it is clear that Solikin is Watuadem! Someone who trusted Jay sir for supernatural affairs at the hotel Singgasana Adem Ayem.
Neither Mr. Hendrik nor Mr. Diran wanted Mr. Sobirin to know the real problem occurred, so we just gave an explanation that the person we were looking for was ever here.
“Pak Diran's.. In that trash can a lot of paper is torn.. Didn't we check also sir?”
“Hmm may Pak Agus. let's unload the trash can” replied Pak Diran
I spilled the contents of the plastic bin onto the floor.. That's not what caught my attention..
There's a haircut in that trash can, too..
Eh not a haircut, but a shave of a beard and mustache.so in addition to the paper that has been torn small, there are also beards and whiskers that are thrown into the plastic trash.
“Hmm it's got a beard and mustache shave…. Actually what happened” murmured Mr. Sobirin