The Three Chosen
146. Marwah Family
After making an appointment with the ghost of Marwah, Iyaz also tried to find information about Marwah. First, Iyaz went to the library to look for the university's yearbook. In the year ledger there is a photo of Marwah, exactly the same as the ghost of Marwah who came to him a few days ago.
The address of Marwah's parents' home was also listed there. After copying important information about Marwah, Iyaz rushed to put the campus yearbook in its original place.
“ Who are you looking for..?” ask the library staff when they see Iyaz put the ledger down.
“ Friend...,” sahut Imaz fast.
“ Friends who have died because of being killed and the case shocked the campus a dozen years ago.?” ask the bureau full of investigation.
“ How do you know if the person I'm looking for is dead.?” asked Iyaz while looking closely at the library attendant.
The forty-year-old man laughed and pointed to the corner of the room where the ghost of Marwah was standing watching them.
“ From him...,” said the man named Osman while staring at the ghost of Marwah to make Iyaz sigh long.
“ So you can also squirm her..?” ask Iyaz.
“ Yes...,” says Osman.
“ I was asked to help Marwah to uncover the mystery of his murder while imprisoning the culprit.” said Iyaz honestly.
“ I know, and I can help you if needed.” Osman said.
“ Really..?” tanya Iyaz enthusiastically.
“ Yes...,” said Osman while smiling to see the behavior of Iyaz.
“ Ok, if so I won't hesitate again. I still have class. God willing We will discuss this later after returning to college.” said Iyaz.
“ Good. I was here until four in the afternoon.” sahut Osman yangguki Iyaz.
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After the lecture hours were over, Iyaz met Osman at the library. There is a lot of additional information that Iyaz can get about Marwah.
“ His words Mr. Osman knows Marwah very well yes.?” ask Iyaz.
“ Me and Marwah are indeed close. Honestly I do love her and express feelings to her a few times. But Marwah refused..,” said Osman while smiling wryly.
“ Maybe he already has a lover..,” said Iyaz origin.
“ No, Marwah it never dating. The time is always up to learn. Marwah refused Me not because she didn't like Me. Marwah just do not want if I will leave him later if you know how his family..,” said Osman.
“ Why his family...?” tanya Iyaz did not understand.
“ Marwah's parents live in another city, the city where Marwah was born and raised. Here Marwah is alone and lives in a boarding house far from our campus. His father was a factory worker and his mother a housekeeper. Actually, Marwah also worked as a side worker of a cloth store, but her salary was always depleted to meet the demands of her mother.
“ Not His Mother Marwah working. Keep earning his salary..?” tanya Iyaz was confused.
“ Marwah did not know, he thought that the money asked by his mother was used to finance the needs of his two sisters, so Marwah did not mind at all. But when Marwah died and the media reported about his family, it was said that the two Marwah sisters also worked to meet their respective needs. So the money asked by Ms. Marwah is not clear where to run.” said Osman.
“ Do you mind if we go to Marwah's house.?” ask Iyaz carefully.
“ Can. When are we going there..?” ask Osman enthusiastically.
“ Insya Allah the day after..,” sahut Iyaz fast.
“ That's yes. It might be a little difficult, but I hope We find a clue there.” said Iyaz, who is owned by Osman.
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The journey to Marwah's parents' house went well. Although it had to take two hours, but Iyaz seemed calm. It even seems that Iyaz also enjoy the natural scenery presented during the trip.
It is not difficult to find the home address of Marwah's parents because they live in a small town that is quite dense. When arriving in front of the house Marwah's parents heard the voice of a woman who was scolding her child. Soon the door opened and revealed a shocking scene in which the child shouted at the woman inside the house.
“ Yes, yes. I'm goin. Don't you think you're the only one who regrets giving birth to me into this world. I also regret being born from your womb..!” said the man loudly while slamming the door of the house.
Osman and Iyaz looked at each other and stepped aside to make way for the man who had just walked out of the house. A prickly chest was heard in front of the house as the man passed by.
“ Really good luck to Salman. Ever since Marwah died he's rich ain't got no more grip. His father was busy working, his mother was always demanding. Where is so fierce again..,” said residents who stood in front of the house while staring at the departure of Salman.
“ Yes, where there are rich parents. Tell the child to work hard but the results are taken all do not know for what. He himself had the salary of his job. Basic crazy woman...,” said other citizens with annoyed mimic.
“ All will not be rich gini if only Mr. Gusman would be firm with his wife. Mr. Gusman was weak when faced with his wife. Either because of too much love or because he has exhausted his sense to educate his wife.” said residents concerned.
“ How Sir, do We cancel our intention.?” ask Iyaz.
“ We continue only, already nanggung Nak. Anyway I was curious about the life of the Marwah family..,” Osman said.
“ Ok...,” said Iyaz while stepping following Osman.
Osman knocked on the door a few times. On the knock of the three doors opened and displayed the figure of a fifty-year-old woman who still looks beautiful in her old age.
“ Assalamualaikum..., is this really Mr. Gusman's house.?” ask Osman.
“ Wa aleikumsalam. Yes, but Mr. Gusman only returned later in the afternoon..,” said Marwah's mother.
“ What We can wait here ?, there are important things We should talk about...,” said Osman half forcefully.
Marwah's mother was watching her guests. After believing that the two men before him were not bad people, Marwah's mother nodded and invited Osman and Iyaz to enter her house.
“ Well, please come in...,” said mother Marwah while opening the door wide.
“ Thank you...,” sahut Osman and Iyaz together who are adopted by Marwah's mother.
“ I made a drink first..” said Marwah's mother as it passed.
Osman and Iyaz entered and sat in the guest chair. They carefully looked at all the photos on the wall. Photos that show the false happiness of the Marwah family to make Iyaz clucked.
“ Why nak...?” ask Osman.
“ Gapapa Sir. I was annoyed to be treated to the rich falsehood of gini..,” said Iyaz while throwing his gaze outwards.
“ Patience, control your emotions..,” whispered Osman.
“ Yes Sir, sorry...,” said Iyaz wrong way.
Shortly after, Marwah's mother came out with a tray filled with warm drinks for her guests. Behind the mother, Marwah's ghost was trailing her wherever she went.
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