Trapped
Part 100 Detained
“Goodnight Sir.”
“Goodnight, what's up?”
“We are from the police, want to see Mr.”'s car
“Why do police want to see my car?”
“Because of the hit-and-run incident on Tuesday, his car is very similar to Mr.”'s car
“But, that Tuesday night, our car is in the garage.”
“Let's just explain, now show me where your car is.”
“There's in the garage. But, do you have a warrant?”
“There sir, this is a warrant to investigate Mr.”'s car
Although at that time Aswadi's heart was pounding so strongly, but he did not want to show the police officer, if his heart was really scared that night.
Slowly, Aswadi opened the garage door of his car, to show the police officers checking his car.
The car was searched including contents and luggage, all looked mediocre, then the officer switched to the car body that looks a little dirty and full of dust.
“Udah how many weeks this car is not on the run Pak?” ask the officer.
“Ooo, it's been more than one month Pak.”
“More than one month huh?”
“Iya Pak.”
Seeing the condition of the gray car, the police were sure, that the car was never used within a month, but when the police photographed, the car number, the car number, police saw a little blood on the bottom corner of the car, there were scratches and someone's hair was stuck there.
Then the police took his findings and made them evidence, not only that, the police also matched the DNA in the car with the DNA of Voni.
After all the police left, Aswadi came out of the garage of his car, Aswadi looked panicked at that time.
“Where to Bang, have they left?” ask Fitri impatiently.
“It looks so.”
“Did he find anything?”
“No, I didn't see them find anything in our car.”
“He does not suspect Bang?”
“Ngak.”
“And I told you that day to Brother, if I never hit Voni, but his brother did not believe.”
“Iya-iya, now I trust deh.”
Because according to Fitri the police did not manage to find any evidence and suspicious signs in his car, Fitri's heart became calm. Not only did Fitri feel calm, Aswadi also felt the same way.
That afternoon when Aswadi taught in class 3B, he had an unexpected guest, four police officers came to him and handcuffed Aswadi's hand. Meanwhile, four police officers also came to Fitri's residence and arrested the mother of two children.
“Let go, actually my fault what the hell?” ask Aswadi wonder.
“Really! tell us dong, our fault is this what?” shouted Fitri while thrashing asking to be released.
“One of you, you are the suspect who has done the hit-and-run.”
“Hah! who says we did a hit-and-run!” yelled Aswadi loudly.
“All the evidence has been pointed at you, still also refute!”
Because their teacher was arrested, all the children ran and watched the police arrest before their eyes.
“Bapak Aswadi why captured anyway?” ask Wulan to Nita.
“Propositions, they were the ones who hit Voni that night.”
“Ooo, so the one that hit Voni, that night he?”
“Iya.”
Until Aswadi with Fitri they brought it by car, all students and teachers, can only see it from a distance.
After the arrest of the two men, several police officers came to the hospital, to inform Bramono and Voni that the man who hit them had been found.
“Alright sir, come afternoon I will go to the office to see firsthand who did it.
“Good Sir.”
That afternoon after Voni was allowed out of the hospital, the two of them went straight to the police station, to see who the hit-and-run was.
Lama Bramono and Voni sat at the police station, waiting for the arrival of Aswadi and Fitri. Moments later, the two of them were released from custody under police supervision.
How shocked Bramono and Voni were, it turned out that the person who had bumped into him was none other than his own teacher.
“Yes Allah! it turns out that Father has bumped into me?” ask Voni in shock.
Aswadi was silent, at that time he could only lower his head, shame on Bramono and Voni, making him unable to speak.
“Actually not the father of the culprit Voni?”
“If not Father, then who did it?”
“Voni's mother,” replied Fitri slowly.
“Mother? so it was Mom who hit me that night?”
“Mother did not accidentally do it Voni, because the steering wheel was wild once Mother held, so accidentally Mother hit you.”
“Mother is no longer lying, right?”
“Ngot Voni!”
“But, why can't I believe, if that night you accidentally hit me, as far as I know, after I was hit, I still realize at that time, I still know, Mom had to go out and see my condition, even Mom had to talk something.”
“Speaking what Von?” tanya Bramono wanted to know.
“She said, it could be you, it's why children do not like to trouble people, know for themselves the consequences. Then the driver of the car left casually without caring for me.”
“True like that Bu?” tanya Bramono wanted to know.
“That's not true sir, Voni has lied, when I accidentally hit him, I was so panicked and tried to stop the car to leave immediately.”
“Why Mom should go, didn't Mom run into people?”
“Iya, I did go, with the intention to ask for help.”
“If you can't lie, don't ever look for a sentence to lie, frankly why the hell!” said Voni who began to ignite emotions.
“But I said honestly Voni!”
“Mother don't need to yell at me!”
“Udah-already, maybe because Mother was panicking again, so she spoke like that Voni,” explained Aswadi at that time.
“Pak, Mother was not panicking, but she was trying to continue to cover up all the mistakes she made, to be able to get out freely of the problems she had made herself.”
Aswdi could do nothing, because he knew who Voni was, before the truth was revealed the beautiful girl would never stop talking.
“Yes already, if not just like this Von, if indeed Mother is guilty, and committed immoral acts that.”
Aswadi did not finish speaking, Fitri who felt her husband had insulted her in front of Voni, did not accept the words that said he was immoral.
“What do you mean Bang? who is that immoral, me or this brat?”
“Fitr! Shut up you!” snapped rough Aswadi.
“I will not be silent, if you say I am an immoral woman.”
“Heh Fitri! just now I was just saying that your immoral actions were not you!”
“Ah…! It's the same doang!” chirps Fitri is upset.
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