Restore Your Smile

The Case of the Saint (2)

As the first bell rang, James met Mr. Saint in the teacher's room. Previously, as Priscillia requested, she had also met the Headmaster to request his presence in the BK room during the first break.

When he met Mr. Saint at his desk, James conveyed Priscillia's message. Then the two of them walked together to the BK room.

Once there, no one came. James's heart suddenly worried, he was afraid that he was again exposed to Priscillia's trap.

Relax, James .... Relax .... Probably not here yet. Try waiting a little more! You promised to believe it! Patience, James .... Patience .. said James inwardly, calming himself.

"What exactly does Priscillia want to tell me?" ask the Saint after they sit down.

"I don't know, sir. May want to solve the problem with the Father, along with the problems of his friends as well. That's what he told me after we had a little chat," James replied as he was.

"Hmmm .... James trust him?" asked Mr. Santo with frowning brows.

"I'm trying to believe it, sir. If it can solve the problem, of course I have to support it, right?"

The saint was silent. He seemed to be thinking of something.

"I heard that you had a dispute with Priscillia's friends in the pool area. If you may know, what's the problem, sir?" ask James carefully.

"I'm looking for my lost things. But the bad boys accused me of nothing! Of course I'm angry!" replied Mr. Santo in a high tone.

"Sir looking for this?"

James and Pak Santo looked at the voice. It appears that Priscillia entered the BK room with Sharon and the Headmaster. In his hand hung a transparent plastic which he deliberately showed off.

"Sir James, what the hell is this?!" ask Mr. Santo while getting up from his chair. He looks panicked.

"It has nothing to do with Mr. James, sir. It just so happened that I met Principal Ma'am while I was on my way here, so I'm with you guys" Priscillia replied casually.

Hearing Priscillia's reply, James smiled faintly. A smart kid plays words. Dishonest 100%, but can't be said to be lying either, he said inwardly.

"So, can you please explain what's going on here exactly?" ask Bu Kepsek.

"Do you want the Saint to explain or me?" challenge Priscillia with a mocking smile.

Mr. Santo could only remain silent and sit back with a pale face.

"If you don't want to, let me explain. Because the story is rather long, please Mr-Bapak and Ms. Headmaster sit down and take a comfortable position. For a while, this thing I kept first," said Priscillia with a sweet smile, then stuffed the plastic into her skirt pocket.

The Chief took a chair and sat down. James's confused. He wondered what was really going on. Mr. Santo was still silent with a pale face in his original position. Priscillia stood before the teachers' seats, preparing to explain. Sharon stood behind Priscillia.

"It started a few months ago. Mr. James has not taught at this school, so this incident actually has nothing to do with Mr. James. Here let Mr. James be a neutral party" Priscillia said, looking at James.

"At that time, my friend Sharon caught Mr. Santo hiding behind the garden trees, in front of the women's locker room area around the pool. When asked what he was doing, Mr. Santo nervously said that he was looking for his goods, exactly as he said just now.

But it doesn't stop there. Mr. Santo then scolded him, telling him not to misunderstand or think that was not-nothing, even threatening him if he told the incident to others.

Of course this made Sharon suspicious and frightened at the same time. A few moments of the event made him stressed and depressed. Because he could not stand it anymore, he finally told me this, something we should be grateful for. I was the one who told it to the other friends.

We agree that Mr. Santo's actions are suspicious. Then we split the tasks. There are those who monitor the movements of Mr. Santo and some are trying to find items that he might be looking for. Although it could be a problem that the item is just a joke, to cover the action that is peeping on the women's locker room.

And after all this time, in accordance with the criminological theory that says 'the perpetrator will return to the scene of the crime', today Rebecca again found Mr. Santo doing the same thing, he said, as Sharon had seen before.

The difference is, Rebecca wasn't the quiet Sharon. Rebecca's gonna fight. That's why today there can be a commotion like this. Isn't that right, Mr Saint?" priscillia asked while looking at Mr. Santo.

Mr. Santo was still silent with his head bowed. So Priscillia continued her sentence.

"I deliberately present everything involved here in order to be clarified if there are any errors in my story. What I can't present is Rebecca, because my friend's character is emotional. Cecilia was currently still accompanying him and preventing him from entering this space. Otherwise, we would not be able to have a quiet discussion right now" Priscillia said with a smile.

"As far as this is concerned, any questions? Principal may want to ask Sharon directly? Or maybe James asked? Or is Mr Saint willing to refute?" priscillia asked every teacher in the room.

Perhaps because he was still surprised to hear the news or because the story was still hanging, no one asked or refuted. Therefore Priscillia continued her story.

"Alright, since no one asked, I will continue my story. Apparently Mr. Santo is not lying. There are indeed items that are lost or fallen or maybe they are deliberately hidden there. But unfortunately, we found him first." Priscillia took the transparent plastic back out of her pocket. Inside was a small electronic device.

"What's that?" ask Bu Kepsek.

"I-it .. Bu- is not mine! I-I don't even know what that is!" refute Mr. Santo.

"Free to deny, sir. I checked the camera with my family lawyer. There are fingerprints of my father. If Bu Kepsek does not believe, I can ask him directly. He was still waiting in front of the school gate until now. Just now he came here to deliver this evidence because I asked for it."

"Why do you know that's my fingerprint?" Mr. Saint is still trying to defend himself.

Hearing Mr. Saint's question, Priscillia smiled cynically.

"Mr remember, last week we did volleyball? Since we do practice in the indoor field, I'm following you, right?

Do you remember when you demonstrated the top service technique at the beginning of the lesson? The ball that you hit was me who picked you up .... The ball was set aside immediately. The goal is that I can take your fingerprint for me to match the fingerprint on the camera." Priscillia explained with her sweetest smile.

Hearing Priscillia's explanation, Mr. Santo instantly fell silent. His body drowned in his chair.

"It seems obvious. Anything else to refute, Mr Santo?" asked the Headmaster firmly.

The Saint did not answer. He was just smitten in his chair like a man who lost his spirit.

"Bu Kepsek, the business after that I leave it to Mother. It's up to Mom what this Mr. Santo is. Want to be punished personally according to the institution or want to be brought into the realm of law is also not a problem. My parents' message is only, if possible, not to be spread in the media. Poor students here. Afraid that they would learn this news, they would become paranoid while studying" Priscillia told the Headmaster.

"Your parents know?" ask Bu Kepsek.

"Already, Mom. They will ask my reasons when I want to contact the family lawyer," Priscillia replied with a grin.

Bu Kepsek sighed. Soon he said, "Alright, I'll solve this case as soon as possible. Mother will take Mr. Santo to the Principal's Room to process it further. Thank you for revealing the truth, Priscillia. Say hello and thank you to your parents too."

"Good, Mom. I will convey. But Mom, can you wait a minute? I'll contact our family lawyer to accompany Mom for safety. Because something could have happened during the trip from here to the Principal's Room. Either Mr. Santo might run away or Mother could be attacked. After all, Mom is also just a woman.

In addition, Mr. Fadel can also advise Mother in filing charges. Or dig up other evidence that may still be left in Mr. Saint's house. We must be vigilant so that the evidence that can humiliate the students who had been snooped by Mr. Santo, did not get circulated in the media" explained Priscillia at length.

"Thank you for your concern. I'll watch you enter" said Ms. Kepsek.

Priscillia then immediately took out her HP from her skirt pocket. He pushed a few buttons and started calling.

"Hello? Sir, our conversation is over. Can Mr Fadel go to BK to accompany Bu Kepsek to take care of the settlement? Yes, sir, I think it's safer too. Okay, Mister. We wait here well .... Thank you, Mr ...." The conversation was interrupted.

Not long after, the person called Mr. Fadel entered the BK room. Priscillia introduced her family's lawyer to Bu Kepsek. Then Priscillia handed the transparent plastic containing the camera to Mr. Fadel. After that Mrs Kepsek resigned and left the room with Mr. Fadel and Mr. Santo, along with the sound of the bell sign of the start of the third lesson.

Priscillia and Sharon also say goodbye to James returning to class. James gave his permission amidst the confusion and turmoil of his heart. James was indeed somewhat shaken after learning the truth of the case. He really did not expect the good-looking Mr. Santo could do such an act.

But vaguely he began to be able to assemble this case from the beginning. He remembered when he was feeling bored when Mr. Santo teased Miss Evi, remembering Sharon's question during courtesy materials, until his last conversation with Priscillia. Everything seems to be related. And suddenly he came to a conclusion that he wanted to confirm with Priscillia.

"Wait a minute, Priscillia!" james exclaimed stopping Priscillia's steps that had already reached the door.

Priscillia turned to face James, followed by Sharon.

"What's up, sir?" tanyakanya.

"One question, please answer honestly. Is this the reason your gang is doing hazing on teachers, especially us, male teachers?" ask James in a serious tone.

Priscillia. He looked straight at James. Then in an equally serious tone, Priscillia replied, "Perhaps our ways are less civilized or even could be classified as brash. But this is how we select teachers who we consider really have the heart to teach us. Because to be honest, sir, girls special SMU like this school, the paradise of young men like Mr and Mr. Santo, right?"

Replace James who was speechless hearing Priscillia's reply.

"Thank you for your answer and honesty. You can come back" James said at last.

"I'm sorry." Then Priscillia and Sharon leave James alone in BK's room.

James was still pensive in his seat. His mind is still milling. He already understood the outline of the case. He also understood the mindset that Priscillia had just expressed. He felt that something was wrong there, but he had no ability to refute it at the moment, given the strange case that just happened.

James then lifted his body, forcing himself to return to teaching. He remembered that he had to fill the class from the third to sixth lesson. This was all he could do now, proving himself to be a good teacher and to be trusted by his students.

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