Novel Misteri : Novel Berdarah

Aku sedang duduk santai di teras rumah setelah menyelesaikan tugas bersih-bersih rumah yang diberikan orangtuaku sebelum pergi ke rumah Paman Wiko. Bibi Nur datang sambil membawa secangkir kopi panas dan meletakkannya di sampingku.
“Ini, Non, kopinya,” kata Bibi Nur.
Aku terheran-heran. Sejak kapan aku suka ngopi dan kapan aku memesannya? Belum sempat protes, seorang tukang pos berhenti di depan pagar rumahku. Memencet bel dan memaksaku bangun dan menghampirinya. Saat aku sampai di sana, tukang pos itu menghilang tanpa jejak. Aku kembali terheran-heran. Aku mengamati sekelilingku tapi aku tak menemukan apapun.

Dengan kesal, kulangkahkan kaki memasuki halaman rumah. Dan kudapati sepiring nasi goreng di atas meja di teras.
“Tampaknya Bibi Nur sedang hank.” Kataku lalu masuk ke dalam, menuju lantai 2 tempat kamarku berada. Kubuka pintu kamar namun ada sesuatu yang aneh, pintunya terkunci! Lagi-lagi aku terheran-heran. Jelas-jelas tadi pagi pintu kubiarkan terbuka. Lalu aku pergi ke dapur untuk mengambil kunci serep. Aku mencium bau darah segar dan sedikit amis saat masuk ke dapur.

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I was relaxing on the porch after completing the task of cleaning the house my parents gave me before going to Uncle Wiko. Bibi Nur came in with a cup of hot coffee and put it in my side.
"This, Non, coffee," said Bibi Nur.
I was amazed. Since when did I love coffee and when I order it? Yet had time to protest, a postman stopped at the gate of my house. Rang the bell and made me get up and approached him. When I got there, the postman had disappeared without a trace. I continue to be amazed. I looked around but I could not find any.

Annoyed, kulangkahkan feet up the driveway. And I found a plate of fried rice on the table on the terrace.
"It seems Aunt Nur was hank." I said and then went inside, toward the second floor where my room was. I opened the room door, but there was something strange, the door is locked! Again I was amazed. Clearly this morning I let the door open. Then I went to the kitchen to pick up a spare key. I smell fresh blood and a little fishy when signing in to the kitchen.

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