The Long Night of Amelia
Chapter 30: Meeting of the Junta and Amalia

"Good afternoon." said Junta kindly while greeting the girl before him. The canteen that afternoon was not too rame. There were only a few policemen copying there.

"Sore, Pak.." said Amalia calmly. This time Junta noticed the girl from a very close distance. The man acknowledged the beautiful face of the girl in front of him. The sharpness and shape of the facial structure are almost near perfect. His skin is not too white like most women he often met during this time. They have white skin that is either due to expensive dermatologist care or abal-abal whitening creams sold in the market freely with content that is harmful to their own health. The standard of beauty that is made and known to everyone so far one of them is white skin. But Amalia has changed people's view of it. No exception for the Junta in front of him at this time.

"Look, sir.me..."

"Wait a long time ago mbak.maaf..preferably call me junta mas only.If sir is too formal and old for me..I have not been a father and have not been married yet", cut Junta immediately. Junta has only served as a police officer for 3 years since he graduated from the police academy. But his intelligence and achievements in work, made him get a scholarship to continue his master's studies in the field of criminal law and promotion.

"Oh yes.sorry sir ..eh mas Junta.." said Amalia looked awkward.

"Look mas..hmm.I want to ask you something about the investigation of the Tiam restaurant owner's murder case..Why can I know about the progress of the current police investigation ?" amalia sounded a little awkward.

" I told you over the phone, didn't I ? you can update the progress of the case on our website ..or we will definitely convey to the public if there is a recent update of the case.."

" Well.I know mas...which you said that..but, did not anyone from the police suspect someone as a suspect for this matter until now ?" the girl looked at the police in front of her. I don't know why his heart was pounding when he looked at the man in front of him. He felt that the man had truly returned his eyes deeply. Amalia felt a little warm on both of her cheeks. A radiating heat that made his heart beat faster.

"Ish.apa sich this.why so deg-degan gini.jangan ge-er donk, Mel.", he said to. The junta suddenly waved its hand at a merchant in the canteen. A young woman in shabby but friendly clothes and face approached him.

"Eh..iya mas Junta..mau what message ?" said the woman smiling while glancing at the girl in front of the man.

"I order strawberry milk shake one, mbak Ras..mbak Amalia want to order what ? calm down.I paid.", said Junta smiling kindly.

"I only iced oranges one, '" said the girl trying to stay calm and professional.

" Okay..sorry for the intermezzonya earlier...there are more who want to ask ?" junta asked while glancing at his watch.

" Sir,eh.maaf mas..so far there is no one who claims to be a family member to contact the police to ask about the body of the victim ?"

"Until now no one has come to us, if until tomorrow no one recognizes the victim, then we will bury it properly." said Junta back. Amalia was silent to the young police explanation in front of her. His mind drifted somewhere. Should he tell me about Mr Darsim ? He was worried that he had made the wrong decision. But.ah I've tried fishing, he thought.

" Mas Junta, sorry before, just a second..."Amalia reached into her backpack and took something from it. A special A4 size glossy paper for printing photos. Two large pictures of women were printed on it. Half the page was printed with a black and white photo and the other half had a color photo of a woman. Amalia had prepared beforehand. He scanned a picture of Mr. Darsim's wife given to him. Then he reprinted it along with a picture of the owner of the restaurant Tiam that he got via the internet.

"This ..try the father eh mas..sorry...watch carefully..may these two women be the same person or are they different people and coincidentally similar according to the Junta mas ?" amalia told the police in front of her. He pretended to be stupid and didn't know about it. He wanted to know the response of the young policeman before him. Amalia did not want to act rashly that could harm her. But he knew he couldn't move alone on this case. He should work with the police. Because those who have the bodies of the victims and various other evidence that he could not get alone.

"Hmm..try to see first..." The junta looked closely at two photographic images on a piece of A4-size photographic paper. He frowned while supporting his chin with his left hand while the other hand held the photo sheet.

"Please drink the mas and mbaknya .." said the waiter smiled kindly at Junta and Amalia.

Amalia smiled kindly as she thanked him while Junta who was busy staring at the picture just nodded her head without even glancing at the servant.

"Hmm .. I can't be sure yet but this looks almost exactly the same..like one person...Where do I get these two pictures ?"

" Hmm..I got this from the internet sir.." said Amalia seemed hesitant to say the truth.

"Both these pictures ?" junta asked back to her while raising her next to her eyebrows.

"One I got from the internet and the other I got from a source of my writing. Coincidentally at that time I saw his picture plastered in his house, then I took a photo with my camera.." said Amalia lying. He still hesitated to reveal the truth to the police. Not that he doesn't trust the young cop in front of him. But.he is worried about the safety of Mr. Darsim and his only child.

"Hmm.can I ask this from you.I will try with the IT staff here to check the possibility of this photo is a photo from the same person..maybe this will be useful for us as well in this investigation." said Junta staring at the girl in front of him.

"....If this is the same person then this will be a bright spot in this investigation, Amalia said, which may be very useful in uncovering the true perpetrators of the murder..And.you have helped us the police in this investigation.."the bright Junta smiled kindly. He sipped a strawberry milkshake in front of him.

"Please drink first, mbak." Junta told Amalia. I don't know why now the man who felt a little awkward with the woman in front of him. He was used to seeing women who were much more beautiful than women in front of him. But only this time he felt a little clumsy in the professionalism of the work relationship with his partner.

Amalia sipped the orange ice in front of her until it ran out.

"If you find any new information about this.Can you contact me to inform you as soon as possible of the Junta ?" amalia said she ventured. Like someone who is negotiating, he does not want to lose his bargain position to the man before him.

"Well, if there's anything new about this photo, I'll let you know again, Ms. Amalia", said Junta who was spending strawberry milkshake in front of him.He smiled at the courage of the girl to him.

"Well then.thank you for your time, Junta...This photo you can take and do not need to be returned to me.I have a softcopy.", said Amalia. He stood up and passed from before the man in front of him. He nodded at the man while smiling. A big smile that showed the rows of neat white teeth. Her face looked even more radiant looking beautiful in front of the young policeman.

The deg! for some reason Junta felt something flowing in his chest.

Amalia passed to her motorcycle parking lot. He started his motorcycle matic wearing a mask and his helmet back. Fight in the rigors of life and the hustle of the capital. He took his motorcycle out of the police building.

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