High School Autobiography (Hero Generation)

CHAPTER 18: REVENGE IS THE LAW.

 

The wind stroked slowly, touching the skin felt cold, the atmosphere in front of Pekerti High School was still enlivened by humans who felt at home to stay here. And how lazy I was to face Brother Farka, look at him, talk to him, those two things were something I was not willing to do.

But he even stepped closer to me, besides, all the pairs of eyes here still make me the object of their attention, so I immediately cross-legged slipping my hands, I made the attitude as loud as possible, so that Brother Farka knows, so that I can find out, or even to let everyone know that I don't like to be bullied!

When the distance had left a meter to be able to touch, Brother Farka stood there, looking at me but I looked away.

“Let's take the man to the car brother, we take care of it there.” suddenly Kak Farka instead offers a favor for me.

Obviously I don't like Brother Farka interfering, knowing what he really is about this matter.

“No need to interfere!” I beat him without looking at him one bit.

“Kakak want to offer you freedom ..” Kak Farka replied hanging his sentence while stepping away.

“... If you want to be able to punish him as much as you like, follow brother,” he continued.

“Eh?” I was surprised by his offer.

Even because of the offer, which I was fed up with, I started to give my blue eyes to look at him, Kak Farka stepped beside the school, which was towards the parking lot. I don't know why I started to reflect on the words of Kak Farka, which I think feels is a brilliant idea, how not, if I hit the perpetrator here, automatically the community will break up, but if I follow the advice of Brother Farka, maybe it is true that I can punish the perpetrator as much as possible. My original intention was to beat up the perpetrators here.

It took me five seconds to agree to Brother Farka's offer, yes, regardless of my disgust with Brother Farka, I will go with him.

Thankfully the perpetrator did not use the 'thousand-step straight, ' that is, to escape, he was still standing in his original place with his left hand stroking his neck because it was still sore, then furiously, he, I grabbed the perpetrator's left shoulder, then I pulled it and took it to the parking lot.

“He! Where are you going?” the girl friend of the perpetrator had stood up and tried to pull the perpetrator's left hand.

But with impulsivity complete with my anger, I called the juice has the perpetrator, then ran it right towards the girl, the bonus I threw the cup right into the girl's head. 

“Damn you!”

The girl's uniform had been soaked in purplish grape juice, standing there with a veiled curse emerging from her mouth, harsh words did not escape to be part of her curse.

I forcefully brought the perpetrator, for it is clear that this man will not come with me, precisely not to be accused.

While the people around the school just fell silent confused staring at us without acting anything. So even with the rest of the disciples here, they stared confusedly at us.

“Please me!” the perpetrator tried to fight.

But it is not that easy, although realistically the strength of a man is greater than a woman, I am still able to make this man unable to show his strength, he thrashed but with the shrewdness of my hand, I was able to make this man unable to show his strength, he can't escape.

Brother Farka had entered his black sedan, then I opened the second door of the car, and I pushed the perpetrator into the car, followed by me who hurried into the car.

A second after the car door was closed, it was even locked patent by Kak Farka, the attempt to escape the perpetrator for free, then my right hand immediately slapped hard on the cheek of the perpetrator to sound 'PLAK'.

“Males shithead!” insulted him.

The perpetrator just bowed resignedly, without any reply, only, both hands were piled on his thighs were clenching fists furiously.

“Luck you girl if not ...,” murmured the perpetrator who clearly sounded.

“Indeed if I'm a girl why ha?” I looked at him disgusted. 

The perpetrator even stinged, he bowed resignedly.

Suddenly the car engine roared, how shocked I was when the car turned on, it meant I had to leave Wisty alone in her place, but it didn't matter, anyway I can send messages on my phone to Wisty.

“Laisa, quickly solve your problem, before we arrive at the police station,” pinta Kak Farka.

When the perpetrator directly faced forward to Kak Farka, he was afraid.

“Eh? Please don't take me to the police.” the perpetrator welcomes.

“I want him punished here, we will take him to his parents!” I said affirming my plan that at the same time did not seriously bring the perpetrator to his parents, it was just a bluff.

“Don't dong! Please don't take me to my parents!” the perpetrator pleaded with a wall.

Irritably put the fingers of my right hand on the hair of the perpetrator and grabbed it with a huff.

“Keep why are you harassing my friend?!” rub me with the perpetrator's curly hair.

“Adehduhduh ..” perpetrator complains of pain.

“Jawab shithead!” my insistence.

“Gue don't know which one your friends are! I'm not harassing anyone!” the perpetrator defended himself and felt he had done nothing criminal.

But I know that the radiance of his eyes has shown a lie.

“Eh, don't lie to you! Or I'll take you to the police station!” my snapping with pent-up intention will indeed bring the perpetrator to the police station.

The perpetrator stinged, he seemed to be considering what decision he would make, he was confused what to say, so for that reason, I pulled his hair even stronger.

“Adehdeh ..”.

“ANSWER NOW!” my insistence.

“Iya! Aye! There was a girl I was playing with this afternoon!” the suspect finally told the truth.

Then I let go of my crest, looked at it for a while, somewhat surprised by his confession, my forehead frowning unexpectedly, my breath rising up and down impulsively, how brave a young man like him is to commit a crime for his own pleasure. Indeed, I have also committed criminal acts, but not with that crazy, damaging the honor of someone even though that person is fine. So that way, obviously already, Wisty was indeed really harassed.

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The perpetrator was bowed with a serious look, no matter what his thoughts were now. Even the car continues to go either way to go where.

“Why did you do that? Aren't you ashamed of the school uniform covering your body?” I'm serious about the unexpected.

“Gue did not know what to say, obviously, this afternoon I was asking for help, the used cardboard from Pekerti High School to be made a masterpiece, the incident took place suddenly, he said,” beber the bowed offender.

Although the abuser had revealed his abomination, I did not immediately forgive him, even his countenance did not imply regret at all. But now both his hands are clutching his knee.

“So everything just passed by? Without any apologies, or indemnity?” sindirku.

“Gue just swooped him doang,” defend the perpetrator.

“Part of the end all the girls will definitely be hugged too right?” the perpetrator again tried to defend himself.

Damn it, is it that easy the tongue creates heart-wrenching words?

“Oh so yes .. Then why do you live if the ends die too? Do you want me to take you to death?” I criticized her way of thinking.

So, my criticism has touched his mind, the perpetrator immediately bowed contemplating.

“He shithead! You're gonna rape! Don't defend yourself! And how dare you still want to go to school, you are not afraid of the police huh?”

The perpetrator was caught.

“Gue thought the child did not dare to speak the problem ...,” thought the perpetrator.

I nodded in understanding. Some people will indeed harbour events like this alone, without talking about it to anyone, because maybe events like this are very embarrassing.

“Oh, so you think, my friend will be silent about his calamity, and because you think my friend will be quiet so you're still relaxed at school ha?” I made sure with my eyebrows raised.

The perpetrator is still stuck.

“Fuck you!” my tease.

My taunts and taunts were not finished, I kept on scribbling them with rude swipes, I tried to cut her heart with words.

Suddenly, Brother Farka's right hand was raised into the air.

“Quick finish it here, or brother take him to the police,” pinta Kak Farka.

Along with his orders, the car stopped, and from my observation through the car window, this place turned out to be the back garden of Pekerti High School, we stopped above the glared in front of the garden, however, this place was, I don't ask why Brother Farka brought us here, even I still don't know what Kak Farka did at Pekerti High School, which is clear, it's my chance to enforce the law, after all, revenge is part of the law.

“OK, now you have to accept the reward,” I said with a grin looking at the perpetrator.

“Now you choose, want me to scissor both of your ears? Or do I want to plug both of your eyes?” an offer of punishment to the perpetrator that sounds terrible.

Suddenly the perpetrator turned to me with a shuddering look, he even got stuck because of it.

“Ta-ta ...” the suspect was so scared.

“Ya already if you do not want,” said I was indeed my offer just to scare him.

I won't beat him up, my intention has been broken by my mother's feeling for the perpetrator, but, the law must still work!

“Sister, please take this child to the police, and unlock the door,”.

“Eh? Please don't, I don't ma ...” even though the perpetrator protested my decision, I still don't care.

I hurried out of the car, not caring about the babble of the perpetrator, thank God, he must be grateful, because I did not have the heart to cut off his ears, did not have the heart to show his eyes, too, the spicy words that had emerged from my mouth, for me, were enough, plus he who would face the law, so complete was the sweetness of judging the perpetrator.

I'd rather let the perpetrator face law enforcement, yes, there's no other way but to bring the matter to justice.

Before that, I knocked on the windshield window of the car until it sounded 'TUK-TUK'.

The glass window slowly came down, then I bent down a bit to look at Kak Farka more clearly, and I found Kak Farka still sitting casually holding the steering wheel, his gaze straight ahead.

“Kak, I don't want to know, the boy must go to jail, otherwise the school project is stopped,” I replied threateningly.

“Then, prepare your friend to testify,” Kak Farka replied casually without looking at me.

”That's easy, but I want her pride to stay awake,“ I said urgently.

”Iya ...,“ Kak Farka replied briefly and without looking at me.

Exactly, as the glass window was about to close again, as the car was about to go, I remembered there was something else I had to say, so I hurriedly cupped my hands over the glass window, intercepting it.

”Wait For Kak!“ my insistence.

”What sister can be relied on?“ I asked seriously to make sure.

”It's been quiet, anyway you know it's settled,“ replied Kak Farka confidently and this time his face turned to me until we were berirobok each other.

I lowered my hand, with the car's glass window closed again, and the car drove away to the nearest police station. After that, I stamped my bag that felt loose while breathing fresh air full of peace. True, in this area the air is very fresh and the scenery looks beautiful and peaceful.

Now I just need to wait for the actions of Brother Farka, even that is why, this very second, I am grateful for his presence, Brother Farka acted quickly without further ado, he broke my anger when he first met, especially he was quite helpful to me.

I have stood on the glared, my eyes pointing across the highway, precisely at the wide view of the rice fields, while behind my sack is a shady garden not because of trees, but behind my sack, but rather shady by the thickets that hold a mysterious and frightening impression, from the end of the road to the end of the road again, only the bush garden behind me becomes a green scene full of secrets, the atmosphere here is very quiet and cold, for that reason, this place is indeed very crime-prone.

For now, I'm texting Wisty to pick me up here, she's got my bike so it doesn't take long for us to get back together.

Not expecting that this problem has found its bright spot, I would not be willing if my friends at school slumped themselves lamenting the disaster, then obviously, already, I was ready to intervene to serve my friend who was affected by the disaster, only, I did not feel this was something called help or care, just, I'd rather agree that what I did was just solidarity as a 12th grader.

In addition, many incoming message notifications I received from my phone, most messages were from Anka who was worried, complete with all messages from 12th grade students, he said, while messages were coming from my husband, even with the same goal, which was about his worries, in the corner of the phone screen, time had shown exactly five o'clock, how unremarkable the time had turned.

I tried to reply to all incoming messages as much as I could, so that this way they did not worry. Here, in front of the garden covered with bushes, I was still standing alone, completely alone, only motorists had my eyes seen crossing the road, it can also be counted by the fingers, there is not even anyone else passing, there are no pedestrians, of course there are none, this road is just a road that is used for alternatives, so not the main road to two places, people will think twice to pass here, in addition to the quiet area, this straight road does seem haunted when night falls.

'KRING-KRING'.

In the end, Wisty arrived here.

”Chairman, how?“ Wisty investigated the matter while getting off the bike.

”Everything is okay, the perpetrator will be in jail,“ I replied seriously while grabbing the handlebars of the bikes.

Then I hung my carry bag to the handlebars of the bike, as well as take over the wheel of the bike, precisely on the bike.

”Eh?“ Wisty was shocked to find out I brought the matter to the law.

”It's quiet, let's go up, I tell you on the road,“.

Wisty nodded in understanding, then sat him in the passenger seat, sitting sideways.

'KRING-KRING-CRING'.

Along with the bright sunlight, I rang the bell that I drove home, which of course also drove Wisty to her residence. But it's not important, I just realized, that I still don't know the name of the perpetrator.