The Long Night of Amelia
Chapter 3: Police Line

Justright. A luxurious house has been given a black yellow border with a clear inscription: Police Line. A sacred sign that means no one can pass through it except the law enforcement authorities.

Amelia who was in the middle of the crowd around who wanted to know what was going on inside the house just silently watched the police who were pacing in the area of the luxury house.

2 Policemen in front of the Police Line. Making sure no outsiders can cross and enter damaging the CTF (Event Place Matter).

Amelia looked plainly at one of them.

"Mission...What's in it sir ?" ask him to a police officer of ideal stature. Not too high with dark sapodilla skin standing up to call out to people who look crowded pushing want to go inside.

" Please back off...We don't know exactly what's going on inside..Later if there is certainty, it will also appear in the news kok mbak." said the police with a flat face. His voice looked unfriendly. Amelia didn't want to argue in a situation like this. Because he thinks it's the same as embarrassing himself. Surely he will get a loud clash from the existing police.

Amelia retreated back. He prefers to search for information from the surrounding population in the middle of the crowd.

"Mom...mission Ma..actually what happened inside ya Ma'am ?How come it's marked Police Line like that ?" amelia asked one of the mothers. From the appearance of Amelia guessed she might be a trader who used to sell around here.

"Ooh.it said sich there was a maid who died inside.do not know because of murder or died because of illness.this mother is also curious.cuma no one knows why...the police officer from the moment he arrived.wake up in front.and did not tell anything.sangar mbak his face.." said the middle-aged mother.

From the words she said, Amelia felt quite comfortable chatting with this mother. It seems easy to get close to others.

" Ooh.mom lives far away from here, mbak.but mother used to go everyday selling drinks there.." he answered while pointing at a drink cart not far from where he stood, right across from this luxurious house.

"Ooh..so...mother knows something ? that is...there is a strange gk in this house before the police came ?" Amelia asked again like a police investigator.

"Hmm...What is it ? it looks like there is mbak.. Mbak see for himself his luxurious house and the fence just towering. Does not look anything mbak ..kalo from the outside.the house around here is quiet...So mom mah also do not see anything.kayak ordinary aja.all the fence of the house around here is tightly closed.most if opened, there is a car that wants to get out...there is nothing strange that." replied the mother who wore a long-sleeved batik negligee and a shabby brown bergo answered straightforwardly.

" Oo..so yes...well Mom...oh yes, by the way can I buy one cold bottle tea, Bu ?" amelia is back.

"Oo.of course you can donk,mbak.." the mother walked back to her cart. Amelia followed him by his side. Deftly the mother of the drink seller opened the bottle cap and put a plastic straw into it. He gave the ordered drink while handing him a plastic chair.

"Please sit here first, mbak..weather hot-hot like this delicious indeed drink cold mbak.."

"Thank you, Mom." said the girl. Amelia's hand touched the off button on the recorder in her bag that she had just turned on.

Amelia sipped quickly the tea bottle in her hand while thinking hard, what should she do after this. I think he has found an idea for a piece of writing that will be published next week. But he has not found anything interesting to bring this. He was half-dreaming as his eyes incessantly stared at the mansion opposite him.