True Said Mamah

Chapter 61

After arriving at the yard of the two-story house, Adji's bead can see the girl he wants to meet is being herded by two police women with hands that have been handcuffed out of the house.

"Police mama, please don't take my son. My son is innocent, Mom. I beg you, let go of my son" asked the teary-eyed mama Santi. Whining like a child to the police who picked up his daughter.

Adji was in his place. He also did not expect that the police would act so quickly. His intention is to visit Septy at his home to question the relationship between the audio recordings he got from the police and the accident Anan experienced.

He could not deny, he really hoped Septy was not involved with the unfortunate incident that happened to Anan this time. It's nothing, Adji only regrets if a girl like Septy wastes her youth and just fills it with pointless things.

Mr. Bagas, who was holding onto both shoulders of Santi, was busy calming his wife in shock.

"Police mother, what exactly is our daughter's fault? We believe our daughter didn't act outside the rules. Then why did he have to be forcefully picked up like this?" asked Mr. Bagas, papah Septy, who was also surprised by the arrival of several policemen to his house.

"That's it, let your daughter explain in the office. We're just doing our job, sir. Please cooperate" said the police officer standing next to Septy.

"Already, Mah, Pah. Septy's okay. Mamah and Papah must believe, Septy is innocent. Let Septy come with them."

Septy was really tough to deal with the problems that befell him this time. Different 180° when compared when he was first taken to the police station by the police on duty at that time.

He even occasionally showed his smile to his parents. There are no tears in her beautiful face. Although his face was a little dull from lack of sleep, he was still sweet with a smile that adorned his face. It is precisely his mother who is busy removing clear liquid from the eye fertilizer.

"I'm so sure, this time Septy is completely innocent" Adji murmured inwardly.

He walked over to Septy and the people there.

"Sorry interfering. I'm Septy's friend. Can I come to the police station?" have Adji, glance at Septy. Septy just lowered his head. Not out of embarrassment to Adji, but he doesn't want Adji to hate him more, just like Zidan hates him.

The policeman nodded, allowing Adji to follow them to the police station.

"Tante's coming, son," asks Santi to go to Adji.

Septy raised his head, facing his mother.

"No, Mah. Better to stay home." Septy approached his mother who was flooded with tears. Then rub a soft tear on the cheek of the woman who had given birth to him.

"Trust me, your daughter will be home soon." Septy grabbed his mama's hand while smiling, then kissed the middle-aged woman's back.

"Septy just asked for Mamah's prayer." Then he looked at the policewoman.

"Come, Mom," he said.

Mamah Santi's tears are getting worse. Although not making a crying sound, but the occasional sobbing can tell the listener that mamah Santi is sad.

"Already, Mah. Papah is sure, our daughter is innocent." Mr. Bagas hugged his wife's body to calm her down.

"See our daughter. He did not look sad or even scared. Because what? Because our daughter is innocent. Trust me, your daughter is not wrong." Mr. Bagas loosened his embrace.

"Do you believe Septy?" Mamah Santi nodded which was also a hiccup.

"Yes already. We better pray, may our children be given strength and a way out. So that our innocent child can be immediately released," advised Mr. Bagas, removing traces of tears on the face of mama Santi.

On the way to the police station, Adji, who is still thinking about Septy's next fate, is jolted as the cell phone he keeps in his pants pocket rings.

He then reached into the flat object and glanced at a glance at the name on the screen. The next second, he shifted the green icon on his phone screen upwards.

Not yet Adji answered, Zidan asked again. "Why did you meet Septy? Are you now turning the bow in support of him?" Zidan accused Adji.

"Heduuhhh. How am I supposed to? Ah.. speaking of what it is," muttered Adji sat down who was astonished by Zidan's new nature.

"Now I'm heading to the police station. I accompanied Septy. I'm... ."

"Well, do you accompany a villain like him? Have you forgotten what happened to your best friend?" Zidan cut Adji's sentence with an overabundance. Zidan is angry to learn from Idham that Adji went to see Septy.

"And, relax. I just want to find out the truth. Anyway, we can't immediately make Septy a suspect. Septy is not guilty. Aye, right?"

"Ah. It's up to you!" Zidan who did not accept Adji's words, immediately disconnected the phone unilaterally.

"Zidan! Zidan!" call Adji in front of his phone.

Because it does not get the authorization, Adji then put the origin of his phone in the chair next to him.

"Basic Zidan! It's a boomeran, an emotion. Haduhh.. fortunately you are aunty Sandra's son, try if not, I've jitak tuh your head using a complex hansip baton." Along the way Adji keeps raving about the nature of Zidan. And sometimes interspersed with small rascals because they feel funny themselves.

***

In a separate place.

"Mahaha... ." Lexa's happy laughter filled her room. He was satisfied with the workings of his men.

"Based on stupid people! Just a little iming-iming, already lost the brain. Who do they think they are? Yeah, well, I'll cover all your family's living expenses. I can finish dong, I. Foul, rotten you're in jail."

Lexa bit a piece of apple while sitting on the couch in her room. After the apples in his mouth ran out, he grabbed a glass of mineral water and drank it.

"And to you, Septy. Don't blame me for not having a heart. But blame it on your unfortunate fate" he said with a glass still in his hand.

"Just know your pride in prison. It's the result of defying me." Lexa finished the water in the glass she was holding and placed it on the table.

Not long after, the phone he kept on the bed got one notification. He got up from his seat and walked over to his cell phone.

[Prepare! I'll be here in 15 minutes. Today until the next two days, we will do a photo shoot in Bali]

Fill in the chat message Lexa received on her smart phone.

He looked at his reflection in the mirror.

"Look! How lucky I am. Not like you guys. You're Anan, lying weakly in the hospital. And you, Septy, may lie down you will have trouble. So sorry for your life!"

After looking in the mirror, he went into the bathroom and got ready.

Tbc...

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