
At school, though,
Jaro sat on his stool, accompanied by his curiosity towards the sound of May's stuffing. He still shook his head and looked at Yono's behavior who was rubbing Mei's head down.
"Yon, what's wrong with him?" whispered Jaro.
"He was sad, because Ansa did not enter–" replied Yono.
"Nga! Not because Ansa didn't come in, Yon. But I'm sorry that her mother died. Huhu," May's.
"Ansa's mom?" asked Jaro who immediately widened his two neutrals.
At the funeral, by,
Ansa clasped Aunt Ning's hand tightly, as she hiccupped. Then he asked her to sprinkle flowers on his mother's grave. He did, and tears rolled back down his face.
Actually Ansa is confused, why did God allow himself to see his mother's face for the last time? Why not his father, or his servant? Or is it because God wants him to avenge what happened to his mother?
"Sa. Later if you want to stay at the sanggar house, just come. Auntie and Dingga must be home." His hand rubbed Ansa's back.
Ansa nodded, as it was very heavy to make a sound using her mouth.
But his heart said, it seems right. I have to make them deterred! Wait for tomorrow at school, Ro!!
At rest,
From the terrace of the mosque, Jaro and Yono saw several policemen who stepped into the school grounds. They were astonished and looked at the policemen. Finally, the footsteps of the police arrived at the headmaster's room.
"What are they here for?" ask Yono.
At first Jaro was astonished, but his brain again remembered the conversation of De Rosa's group. "Do .. do they want to arrest my father?" muttered.
Jaro got up from his seat, and immediately ran away using shoes that were tied carelessly. He only cares about his father.
A few meters in front of the headmaster's room, Jaro stopped running. The two neutrals clashed with the police who had led his father out of the room.
He moved faster, and grabbed his father's arm. "Dad!!"
"Ro. Dad, what's wrong. You don't hold Dad's arm like this yeah," he said.
"Jaro! Let's go!" exclaimed his brother who came from behind Jaro. "Come Ro. Let him be arrested!" take Deniz with a face full of emotion.
"Will not!! I can't go to jail!"
"Ro!!" snapped Deniz who was not less tight.
One of the policemen takes Jaro's hand off, and leads him to stay away from father. "Sorry, Son. But we need your father to be interrogated about the murder of a model" he said softly.
"Sir, sorry. But why should it be our father you arrested?" ask Deniz.
"In the meantime, all the evidence points to your father. The child of the model handed over all the evidence confirming that your father was the culprit."
"But. Why can I like that? It happened yesterday, didn't it, sir? But from yesterday dad continues with us!!" Jaro began to pull out his grunts.
"After this, we'll head to your house. We will check CCTV and Orbifly" the police replied.
"Why Orbifly? What does this have to do with the device?" deniz cecar.
"In the meantime, our guess is that the culprit infiltrated the model's house with Orbifly. Yesterday, the perpetrator went there at about two in the afternoon. Oh sorry, I have to go." The policeman immediately walked towards the gate.
"Sir!! My dad hasn't been anywhere since one o'clock in the afternoon! He's with me, sir! Sir!!" peekit Jaro's. But the police did not hear his call.
Jaro's gaze now turned to his brother. "Mas! See right? They don't believe it! They trust the goose more! Just be careful if you get arrested!" his weakness.
"Yes, Ro. But Ansa was right too. Who else could she suspect besides dad, right?" reply Deniz
"But on the other hand, two o'clock in the afternoon .. We continue with dad, right? Means there are others who do not like the seductress model," he continued.
Jaro stroked his chest, trying to hold back the anger even though his forehead was still puckered. "Maybe, Sari's father killed Ansa's mother. Did Ansa forget about the incident? He himself took the picture! Akh!!"