Stain (Mirror Cracked)
CCTV
Without feeling the time goes on, Jihan and her friend also plan to go home. They returned home by public transport. Arriving in the middle of the trip, Rani suddenly thinks about the CCTV that was in the cafe where the incident occurred when Jihan was raped. He immediately sent a message to Jihan while Jihan was sitting next to him. Rani deliberately did that so that their conversation was not known to other friends.
{Jihan, how about returning from here we go directly to the cafe to see the CCTV that is there.}
After reading Rani's message, Jihan immediately answered her.
{Why should today. Later our friends will surely wonder.}
{So they don't suspect, we go down in front of my house. From there we take public transportation to the cafe. Later tell other friends if there is something you will take from my home.}
With a smile Jihan immediately replied to the message. {OK lah if it is.}
Not long after they arrived in front of the house and the public transportation was stopped. Rani and Jihan went straight down.
“We first yes..” said Rani and Jihan.
Susi who saw Jihan came down immediately asked. “Jihan also comes down?”
“Yes, someone wants to be taken at my home,” said Rani when getting off public transport.
“Be careful yes...” says another friend.
Rani and Jihan waved their hands at her friend who was still on the public transport.
After the public transportation was not visible Rani and Jihan back on public transportation to Cafe Lestari. After ten minutes of travel they arrived in front of Cafe Lestari.
Rani, who is famous for being brave and not shy, immediately walked up to the cashier while Jihan followed him walking behind him.
“Good afternoon Ma'am..” greet Rani and Jihan together.
“Sore... Can I help you?” replied the cashier in a friendly tone.
“Mbak, we can meet the owner of this cafe?” ask Rani.
“Sorry Dek, Mr. Dino the owner of this cafe is out of town. This morning, his family died. Mr. Dino and his family went there,” obviously the young woman.
“Oh so...” answered Rani while understanding.
“Whatever this Sister needs, maybe I can help.”
Rani immediately noticed the face of the beautiful woman who was in front of her. After he was sure that the woman could help him Rani immediately said.
“We want to ask for help Ma'am. Can we see the CCTV in this cafe?”
The woman was silent while thinking for a while.
“Please Mbak because we were looking for evidence on the night of our friend's birthday a month ago,” explained Rani.
“I mean this little sister, her birthday Yuni?”
“True Mbak. At that time we were present at the party and we want to know who our friends brought Jihan,” said Rani while pointing at Jihan.
“Mbak, at that time Jihan did not know why we were looking for information from existing CCTV.”
“At that time I didn't realize I might have put something into my drink Ma'am,” obviously Jihan started to open voice.
“Oh... Entar yes Dik, I asked first mas Adit because Adit mas who know about it,” obviously mbak it.
“Thank you in advance yes Mbak.”
Then the woman went inside looking for Adit mas while Rani and Jihan were still sitting in front of the cashier waiting for the arrival of Adit mas. Not long after that the beauty returned again with a young man. The man immediately smiled kindly towards Jihan and Rani.
“This sister wants to see CCTV huh?” ask the man.
“Iya Mas...” replied Rani and Jihan together.
“Let's go in Dik let's see it together later.”
Rani and Jihan then enter following the Adit mas. It turns out that Mas Adit is the sister of the owner of this cafe so he has full responsibility for this cafe.
With a feeling of fear Jihan watched the screen that was in front of her. He was worried that the man in question was Leo. Jihan's concern because Leo is different religion with Jihan so it will be difficult later to hold Leo to account. Jihan hopes that the man who fucked her isn't Leo.
Mas Adit who is quite proficient in the field of IT can immediately see the moment of the incident. It was about nine o'clock at night. When they looked at the monitor screen right after nine nights it was clear that Leo was embracing Jihan's shoulder and taking her out of the room where they were celebrating the anniversary.
“Jihan, it turns out that your guess is right. Leo is the last person with you,” said Rani.
After getting enough accurate information, Rani and Jihan return home.
“Then we say thank you very much for the information that Mas has given,” said Rani when she was leaving.
“Iya Mas, we thank you very much yes,” said Jihan again.
Rani and Jihan walking out of the cafe were still speechless. At least they did not speak because they were thinking about what they had just seen. It does not seem to believe the existing CCTV because they do not think that Leo who they just know is great to do that. Jihan was also surprised and scared when she saw that the last man with her was Leo. Jihan immediately sat down weakly at that moment. He was very disappointed because the man turned out to be Leo who could not possibly be held accountable for his differences in religion.
After knowing the CCTV results, Rani and Jihan immediately walked home. The two then sat by the roadside to take public transport again.
“Rani, what do you think I should do. Do I have to hold Leo accountable, while you know for yourself that we are different religions,” said Jihan asked for Rani's opinion.
“If in my opinion, however you should say it to Leo, Jihan because no matter how the baby in your womb is his son Leo.”
“But I still doubt if Leo will admit this his son?”
“If indeed he does not want to admit it, later until your baby is born directly you test his DNA.”
“But we are different religions Ran..”
“If I think, the important thing is that you tell him first. If he wants to be responsible and wants to convert to Islam, you will accept it. But if he wants to admit it but you are invited to convert to Christianity, don't want to. Do not sacrifice your religion for getting accountability from him. Better you give birth without a father than just converted,” explained Rani.
Jihan just kept silent to her friend's words.
