
An hour had passed after Daffa and Charla were working together on their group's errands in the school library that seemed lonely because the students were now home from school. At the very least, there were some disciples other than the two of them there.
Charla went home first by running with her books and left Daffa there with a look of surprise on her face.
"Even so..." Daffa muttered while rubbing his hair.
Daffa sighed and then he got out of his seat. "I'm home too." Her speech.
"In the end I only had time to do five things, other than all that was done by him," Daffa muttered in his heart as he walked towards the school gate.
"Udah that when corrected by him... He said five-lima, the way is incomplete even though the answer is all true." Daffa said that his face looked very sad and embarrassed as well as upset and upset because he lost to Charla. His heart was instantly broken.
"Huh... Yes, the important thing is that everything is done." Said Daffa who looked relieved later.
Daffa then walked quickly to the school gate and walked past it.
From a distance he saw a police car that stopped on the side of the road. Daffa continued walking back to his house. And when he was close to the police car, suddenly the door of the car opened instantly and out some people in police uniforms.
The policemen, or rather, three policemen, seemed to be walking in the same direction, towards Daffa.
"Hallo, deck." Greet one of the police officers.
"Call..." Reply Daffa whose face looked confused because there were police approaching him.
"Can you come in the car for a minute? Just for a moment" asked the policeman.
"Why, sir?" Daffa asked back.
"You must have seen in the morning four thugs in the alley over there, right?" Sela Pak Policeman looks the youngest among others who are in the back row.
Daffa's mouth was still tightly shut and had not said a single word. He looked panicked and startled to the point that his heart was beating faster shortly after hearing the young policeman's words.
When Daffa was about to run away from them, his hand was immediately restrained by the young policeman. "We're just asking what happened." Said the young policeman with a smiling face.
Daffa was seen resigned and then he was taken into a police car parked on the side of the road. Daffa was asked a few things about the incident this morning by the Police Officer.
A few minutes later, Daffa was seen coming out of the police car with his face visibly relieved.
"Thank God... I thought I was going to jail." Daffa muttered in his heart.
Daffa continued on his way back to the house which had been delayed. He is walking faster than ever.
Just now he had entered such a narrow alley, suddenly there was a scream calling out to him from behind.
"Hey you!" Shouted someone from behind Daffa.
When Daffa looked behind him, it turned out that the figure was a young policeman who had asked him about his time in the police car.
"Why, sir...?" Ask Daffa groggy while turning his body towards the young policeman.
"Call Hendra" said the young policeman in front of Daffa.
"Eh..." Daffa looked confused.
"If you're not mistaken, your name is Daffa, right?" Ask brother Hendra.
"Yes" answered Daffa.
"Okay Daffa, let's talk about it here while there is no one else" Hendra said.
"Of course it's about you beating those four thugs,"
"What did Hendra say...?" Daffa said softly and looked terrified. "Sister Hendra has seen it in the car. I just happened to pass by there and when I saw two people, I immediately ran from the two." Reciprocity.
"No-no it's not... On the cctv it only looks you who are running and behind him again there are two thugs walking casually follow him." Reply to Hendra.
"Where are the other two thugs? Then why don't the two thugs following you from behind run? The answer is because the other two thugs are in front of you, so it's not visible on the cctv." Brother Hendra smiled as he looked at Daffa.
"Well...?!" Daffa looked astonished and speechless after listening to Hendra's explanation.
Daffa then appears to slightly lower his head. "If yes... Why why?" Ask Daffa with a heavy tone.
"It's okay, I just want to solve the problem." Answer Hendra relaxed.
"Eh?" Daffa then raised his head and looked at Hendra.
"Why are you calling us using the thugs' cell phones? Why don't you use your cell phone, huh?" Ask brother Hendra.
Daffa turned his gaze the other way while whistling.
"Well, when he was taken up, no one answered him! Where were you at that time?" Hendra's sister was getting upset about it.
"Hehe... I was in a hurry so I stayed on the street," Daffa replied with a chuckle.
"You must have been intentional." Said brother Hendra while breathing deeply.
"Actually I'm not here because of that" said Hendra.
"Huh? Keep what?" Ask Daffa.
"Before that, take off all the plaster on your face. It makes your face so weird." Said brother Hendra.
"What is the big brother's eye made of? How sharp." Reply to Daffa which then he released all the plaster on his face.
Shortly afterwards, Hendra seemed to approach Daffa more closely and he held Daffa's shoulder and said, "You must want to make your own money, right?"
"Well... If you can get it yourself easily, you will want to" replied Daffa.
Hendra then smiled as he said, "It's easy, do what you did this morning. You just need to call me if there's a crime going on that you see on the street."
"Eh, really? Then...." Said Daffa who then extended his hand to Brother Hendri as if he wanted to ask for something.
"Hm?" Hendri looked confused to see it.
"Where money...? This morning I did it exactly as my sister said just now" Daffa said.
"Eh... Smart also yes you," replied brother Hendri slowly.
Hendri took something out of his pants pocket. It turned out that it was a brown-colored paper that contained money inside. Then Hendri gave it to Daffa.
"Well... Is this really for me, brother? Thank you so much, brother." Thank Daffa after receiving the paper.
"But remember! Calling her to her sister's mobile number, do not immediately call the police station" said Hendra. "Daffa, where's your cell phone? Let brother add his contact number." Reciprocity.
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