
Hiro had returned home with a smile on his face. Akira's threatening gaze instantly made the smile instantly fade away.
"Where's Izumi?" akira Timpal. He had actually intended to catch up with Hiro and Izumi, but had to stop taking care of the customer's clothes that had to be washed.
"He's home" replied Hiro as he mellowed off towards his room.
"Wait, what's the nose?" asked Akira who suddenly had been holding Hiro's face, then noticed the state of his son's nose.
"I'm fine." Hiro took Akira's hand off his face. "Just like our lives will be fine. You can calm down now," Hiro softly said. Back with a smile. He immediately went into his room.
Akira could only frown, not understanding Hiro's intentions.
Darkness slowly enveloped. Evening turned into night. Hiro is now sitting opposite to Akira. There is a small dining table with only two benches. The sound of transportation accompanied the atmosphere of dinner. True, the two mothers and the child chose to be silent.
Akira stared at Hiro. His son seemed to be enjoying his meal. Eating so voraciously rice and vegetables using his chopsticks. Occasionally he will take some dumplings to put in his mouth. His taste buds struggled with vigorously tasting and crushing the food mixture.
Akira frowned slightly, because after being diagnosed with amnesia, his son's behavior changed drastically. He felt alien to the current Hiro. But whatever the power, as a good mother, Akira will accept Hiro under any circumstances. Even if the child has a disability.
"Hiro..." Akira seemed to be trying to start the conversation. He made Hiro instantly raise his head and return his gaze.
"Hmm?" Hiro responded while widening his eyelids. He immediately put down the chopsticks and quickly swallowed the food through his throat.
"You didn't do anything bad to Izumi, did you?" ask Akira.
"I'm not..." Hiro sighed for a moment. "Actually I never did anything bad to him. Let me tell you, that Izumi completely deceived you. He wants to make you angry at me. As a mother you should trust me more than that girl!"
"Hiro, Izumi was sobbing as she came. There was a bruise and also a cut on the corner of her lips, she said it was you who hurt her!" reply Akira, re-carve the pain in his forehead.
"So you don't believe me?"
"Not so, she's a girl. Mothers who feel like women certainly do not have the heart to see it." Akira gave an explanation.
"Did he give you proof that I was the one who hurt him?"
Akira immediately nodded. He tried to remember what he was doing while talking to Izumi. Akira remembered that the girl only talked about her suffering and constantly blamed Hiro.
"Nothing is it?" timpal Hiro, observing the look of the face being shown by the mother. "You should trust your son, and you should also know how bad Izumi's attitude is at school." Hiro shook his head slowly, remembering Izumi's bad attitude when at school.
Akira had already opened his mouth, as he was about to speak. But the sound of knocking on the door made him have to save his sentence first. Then move your feet towards the door.
Chequek!
Akira opened the door, and he was immediately greeted by the sighting of two men.
"Is this really Akira Kenichi's house?" ask one of the men with his black leather jacket. There's a gun in his belt. Next he immediately showed me a card that showed his identity. Both men were police.
"Huh-yes? that's my own.." replied Akira reluctantly. He began to be assaulted with anxiety, though he still did not know the reason behind the police's arrival at his home.
Akira widened his eyes. He immediately turned his head towards Hiro, and began to feel suspicious.
Hiro just walked over to Akira. He looked in wonder at everyone. His hands were scratching his neck for no reason.
"You need to come to our office right now!" one more policeman said, urgently.
"What's wrong?" hiro asked not to understand.
"Hiro, what have you done?!" akira asked with an emphasis.
"What do you mean?" sahut Hiro. He only hoped that Akira could explain what had happened.
"You can talk about it at the police station. Come on!" the police said, deliberately stopping the interaction that occurred between Hiro and Akira. They all ended up going to the police station.
...***...
Hiro and Akira are already at the police station. There Hiro meets Takeshi again. There were also two subordinates, who this afternoon had received a punch and kick from Hiro.
"Hey! didn't I give you guys-"
"Hiro, stop!" Akira quickly closed his son's mouth. He didn't want the problems that were happening to him to get longer.
"Why are you always trying to prevent me! this is also for safety-"
Plaque!
Hiro's words were again interrupted. This time he gets a hard slap from Akira. Next to her cheek now hurts and is slightly flushed.
"Choose up! let the adults take care of this. You better shut up and just sit down!" akira's tirade with dewy eyes. He was forced to deal a hard blow so that Hiro would not interfere again with his affairs. As a parent, Akira will not get his son involved in big problems.
"Based on the youth of today!" Takeshi did the sarcasm blatantly. He stared at Hiro. Then chuckled amusedly with his two subordinates.
Hiro could only stretch his eyes. His butt slowly sat down onto a long chair that was nearby. Actually he really wanted to stuff Takeshi's mouth with a fist, but he didn't do it for the mother's feelings.
Akira and Takeshi are seen being interrogated together. They explain what really happened. Especially Takeshi, he spoke straightforwardly and convincingly. The thin mustachioed man manages to corner Akira, with stories of Hiro's attack as well as the issue of unpaid debts. Akira sutut. Especially when Takeshi showed me the contract letter that had been signed by Akira. Takeshi also claimed that Akira had ordered Hiro to attack his home.
"It looks like you're proven guilty. If Takeshi goes ahead with his charges, you can be put in jail!" said the police on duty. He looked at Akira seriously.
Akira lowered his head. He tried to hold back the tears that kept forcing him to come out. He did not know the police in front of him right now, exchanging meaningful gazes at Takeshi. Right, that cop named Mizou has a certain relationship with Takeshi. No wonder she always agreed to every statement Takeshi made, and managed to make Akira lose in a landslide.
"Can Takeshi and I talk to each other first?" ask Akira, who seems to have a plan to solve the problem.
"You mean four-eyes?" Mizou.
Akira answered with a nod of his head. He and Takeshi immediately went somewhere to have a serious talk. A satisfied grin was slowly etched into Takeshi's face.