The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
Chapter 25: Seeking Hints.

Not felt, Mesha has long worked in his office now. Even if only as an administrator. At least he began to be able to fill his days with more useful activities. Instead of staying at home, stay.

"Sir, it's up to this. Don't you want to come down?" His father's voice broke Mesha's daydream.

"Oh .. yes, sir." Mesha hurriedly came down from the bollard, kissed the back of the man's hand before him with reverence, then walked towards the room where he worked.

The atmosphere of the office is still quiet, only visible Paijo there, gardener as well as the caretaker of the village office. The man was busy pruning ornamental trees that started chaotic and irregular. Seeing Mesha's arrival, Paijo greets the girl. The owner of the beautiful face commented a smile to reply to Paijo's greeting.

For the second time, Mesha saw a figure sneaking close to the archive room. The girl carefully followed the figure again. Then, he squatted behind a fairly lush bush to hide his body. Both of his eyes were observing the figure earlier. The suspicious man came out of the file room with a map in his hand.

"Wait on! Color of the map ...." Mesha muttered to himself. But moments later, a subtle pat on his shoulder shocked him. His heart is beating faster.

"Oh, was I caught lurking?" the girl said in her heart.

Slowly Mesha turned his face away. When he found out who was patting him on the shoulder, he smiled with relief.

"Remain there, Ma'am?" asked the man, who was none other than Sakha.

"Gusty God! I'm shocked, Mas. Kirain was who," said Mesha.

"Who's Ma'am?"

Mesha wakes up from his squat, then reflexively holds Sakha's wrist. The girl pulls Sakha into the archive room. In contrast to Mesha who was so relaxed, Mesha's soft grip, made a strange sensation that spread to Sakha's chest. The man felt his heart beating faster.

"Mas, I just saw Mr. Bejo come into this room again. It looks like he brought a map containing the financial statements that I typed yesterday, Mas," Mesha said.

Sakha was still silent, clutching her chest, as if something was about to jump out from there.

"Mass?" Mesha turned his face, he was surprised when he caught the expression on the face of the man he had dragged earlier.

"Ma—maaf, Mom!" The girl released her grip on Sakha's wrist.

"Eh, oh ... that's .. ng—nothing, Ma'am. What did Madam Mesha say?" Sakha gurgled at the words of the girl before her. But Mesha laughed.

Sakha gets the wrong way seeing Mesha's laughter. He smiled awkwardly.

"Mas Sakha's hands are okay, right?" ask Mesha again.

"It's okay, just a shock. This skin is rhino skin, Ma'am. There's no reason to hold hands that smooth." Sakha tries to hide her heart beating ever more crazily.

Mesha turned his face away, holding back a laugh. Then he went to the shelf where he kept a map containing financial statements. He was astonished, the map was still in its place.

"There is still, continue to be Mr. Bejo brought what map?" mumbles Mesha.

"Where, Ma'am? Is something missing?"

"Nothing, Mom. Strange .. but I'm sure, Mr. Bejo brought a map from this room, I memorized the color of the map." Mesha tapped his own lips with his index finger.

"Keep, how's Ma'am?"

"Did I take it first, I'll check it again, there happened to be a copy on the home computer, Mas."

After researching a few things, Mesha convinced himself to re-examine the report he had on his hands now. He hurriedly put the map into his bag. Then, he glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"It's time to get to the office, Mas. Let's talk about it again!" Mesha invites Sakha to get out of the room. Without them noticing, there was a pair of eyes watching from a distance.

The atmosphere of the office has begun to bustle, the employees have begun to arrive. When some people are aware of the arrival of Mesha and Sakha together, they tease both of them. Instantly, the room became carefree boisterous. Mesha's reaction is normal, it is inversely proportional to Sakha. The man's face was red, though he tried to cover it with a big laugh.

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"You be careful when you act. The new boy is more observant than the old officer." The man stroked his chin which was overgrown with a thin beard.

"Excuse me, sir," replied the middle-aged man before him.

"You know what, To? What happens if we get caught? Not only is our career ruined, but it could be thrown in jail. You want to do that?"

"No, sir."

"Good, now let's go in! It's getting crowded it's the office."

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Mesha stood behind Bagas, waiting for his father to finish using the computer in front of him. Feeling someone watching him, Bagas hurriedly turned his face away.

"Lho's? What's up, Nduk?" bagas asked as he saw Mesha standing behind him.

"That .. yesterday Echa entered a copy of the work on your computer. You still use your computer?" echa Sahut.

"Oh, it's done, this. Just wear it, Nduk! Don't sleep last night!" Bagas immediately closed his work on the computer screen, then stood up, stroked Mesha's hair and went into the room.

Mesha smiled, then sat down in front of the computer screen looking for the files he had saved a few days ago. The girl began to re-examine one by one the numbers written there. He compared it to what was written on the map he held. The girl was stunned, so many numbers had changed. He shook his head. Even some receipts such as made-up to follow the numbers.

"Gilaaaa, what a fraud!" pekik Mesha restrained.

Mesha was well aware, when all this was discovered. It could be, even the accused. But in his heart, the girl remained determined to unpack this matter. He grabbed his cell phone lying on the middle room table. He tried to contact Sakha.

The voice is still heard across there. Mesha glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

"God! it's ten o'clock, it turns out!" The girl had intended to turn off her call, but Sakha's voice of greeting was already heard.

"Sorry, Mas. Did I wake you?" mesha said shortly after answering his greeting.

"No, Ma'am. I haven't slept yet. Is there anything important to call me, Ma'am?"

Mesha took a deep breath, then began to speak.

"Mas, I just finished checking everything written on the report I brought from the archive room. Everything changed! The numbers are so big, Mom!"

"Continue, Ma'am?"

"Until the receipts change, too, Mas! We need to find the original report. Or ... It could be, me or Mas Sakha who is accused."

"Mbak Mesha is calm first, it's night, Ma'am rest only. Tomorrow we'll talk somewhere safe."

"Yes, Mas. Sorry, it's been disturbing ...."

"No, Ma'am."

Connect ....

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