My husband is my teacher
Truth is revealed

The village hall witnessed the incident that night. The village hall is now the arrival of guests. Inside the village hall, a gallant man sat in a chair explaining the incident to Mr. Kades, Mr. RW, Mr. Imam, the resident who was a witness that night was told to come, and the kepo people who were there.

Hansip sat down next to Mr. Rw in front of the manly man, who was none other than Hasan.

In Hansip's mind, he recalled Afriadi's words, as he challenged Afriadi and his actions.

"What? !!! So they're innocent." Mr. Rw's tone vibrated.

Mr. Kades was silent in his regrets, he regretted not listening to them, at that time he just followed his ego just tampa think again in the future will be like what?

"Truely, they are innocent. That night they were right. The perpetrators of the law enforcement have been arrested ..," explained Hasan who is a member of the police, he was a lieutenant. Hasan's relationship with Afriadi is very close, you could say they are like brothers.

After the incident, Afriadi quickly took action, reporting the incident to the police.

The police worked very quickly and did not take long they managed to catch the scammers, when they wanted to make a sale and purchase transaction at their headquarters. Then why did the police come to the village?

"So what did you come here mean?" asked someone among the citizens

none other than Hansip, Hansip who gave false testimony to the incident.

Hasan stood up from his seat, pointing at the pale-faced moustached man, "We are here to arrest you and those who bear witness to the above."

"Why should we be arrested?!!," Hansip charged with the question, his face growing paler.

"Because, you defamed them, the accusations and false testimony you gave, Haspu." Hasan's flat face looked serious, yes they all managed to track down the person who spread the news. Fb, ig, twiter on behalf of Haspu is Hansip's personal account.

"Well, against him is a powerful man, at will his heart drags us to prison, in-"

Said Haspu cut off a young man who broke into the police and residents, from the sight of a well-dressed man with a sweet but bitter look at waraga, who was seen, he did not like to see the people of the village, "It is not because the rich or powerful can act arbitrarily, they did it because he was innocent so he made charges for the incident."

"Who are you?!!!," cried Haspu, his strained veins, look, his hoarse voice smashed into Qilan's face.

Qilan turned his face away, his hands fluttering at Haspu's bad breath.

Haspu was offended by Qilan's reply.

"I am Qilan Afriadi's lawyer" Qilan said with a look of contempt at Haspu.

"Had spoken enough, they said," Hasan's orders were immediately carried out by other police members.

"Huh, let us go!" waraga is in rebellion.

"Hey! Pack us up!," cried Haspu.

One of the young men of responsibility who wanted to know what happened in the village hall but his intention was undo when on the road from a distance he saw witnesses and Haspu was arrested, he said, quickly he turned the running body to tell their families, the messy young man ran taking a shortcut through the garden into the undercuts of the houses on stilts, do not know anymore if there is a citizen dog under the bottom, so he was trampled on the tail of the dog, the result of the young man was chased, he quickly ran under the undercarriage, he ran, until his head joked the pole of the house when coming out from under the undercarriage.

"Oh..," the young man groaned, his feet quickly stepping up the stairs of the people's house closing the gate.

The young man's breathing was irregular, sitting down.

"What's up, cep?" asked an old granny who was sitting on the porch chair of the house, holding a nice wooden stick.

Hoshs.. Hoshs.. The breathing of the young man called Acep, was still irregular.

"That's.," pointed Acep, his index finger pointing towards the village hall.

Taps.. Taps.. Taps.. Footsteps were heard from inside the house, her voice approaching.

"What's up, cep are you here?" asked a woman, standing outside at the door, munching on betel.

"Anu, i-it's i-it's i-it's ouch, i-it's i-it's" Acep stutters, he's having trouble saying.

"Anu what?!!," the woman scrawled, her mouthful slightly pinched out.

Once at the booth Acep spoke, "That's Ayuk's husband being arrested by the police."

Pruuuf's... The betel in the woman's mouth spewed out about the face of Acep in front of her.

Aha ha ha ha ha ha ha.. The bitter laughter of the grandmother sitting there saw Acep's face sprayed, the dentures he was wearing long, regardless of his singe, fall to the floor, and the, seeing her teeth fall further so again the grandmother laughed in her stomach.

He rubbed his face with his shirt, laughing when he saw that Grandma's dentures had come off.

"You don't mess around, cep. I lumet you," said the woman in a rising tone of voice.

"Oh Allah, Crik did not believe this either. We go to the village hall, that's it. Let's ayuk believe," said Acep, looking down to make sure the dog had gone from there the sound of the gong was not heard anymore.

"Yuk, I'm." Crik strengthened his glove ties, opened the fence.

His steps came to a halt when he heard the request of the old granny there who wanted to come along, "Here-follow."

"Grandmother here alone village hall far enough, later feet hurt." Crik forbade the grandmother from coming, "Come, cep. Don't run away." Crik's down, put up the slippers.

Goooks... The dog gong under the house approached, ready to bite Crik.

Shiii... Crik's death eye glanced, his leg snapping to the ground with his fierce face made the dog run away.

Acep applauded in admiration for Crik.

"Quick, cep," orders Crik to step out of the house.

Acep came down following Crik from behind.

Forgot house fence on Acep lid.

Grandma got up from her seat, her heart exclaiming, "You underestimate me, Crik. My body is old but I am young." quickly the grandmother walked down the stairs, just got off her breath was crowded, broken she stepped after Crik and Acep who walked like lightning for her.

***

"Sir, please!!!," quipped the arrested citizens, asking for help with Mr. Kades, Mr. RW, and Mr. Imam.

They all got into the car, at first they revolted but whatever power they were not strong enough, wanted to run in the shootout, would not want them to get into the car.

There was another one that had not yet entered, the wayward, his hands pressed against the car door his feet pressed against the ground with all his might so as not to get into the car, even though the car was in front of him just entered again just he who did not want to enter, "Sir, help me Sir. My brat at home, pity sir." Haspu's teary eyes stayed on.

3 Policemen push Haspu, "Get in."

2 Others tried to take off Haspu's hands and feet.

"Dare to take responsibility, dare to take responsibility" said the police.

"Strongly so is he." Hasan drew near, "Ear all," Hasan commanded, quickly all move aside.

"Come in," Hasan snapped.

"No !!!." Haspu still survives.

"Rubble." Hasan said coldly, 2 index fingers piercing Haspu's pinges.

Aghs.. Haspu was shocked like he was electrocuted, releasing his pressure, as soon as his body became weak, Hasan quickly handcuffed Haspu's hand, plunging him into the car.

Mr. Kades, Mr. Imam, Mr. Rw approached Qilan who wanted to get into his car, Mr. Imam stopped Qilan, "Master Sir, wait for Mister. Can we just get this over with."

Qilan turned his head, smiling slylyly "Recide well. Well, we can finish it in court."

How surprised they were to hear Qilan's words, "Astaghfirullah. Court." in unison to them.

"Ouch, Sir. Untie them. He's just a commoner where he can hire a lawyer like Mr" Mr. Kades said.

"Truly Sir. They're just ordinary folk where they can." The Imam asked for relief.

"It's none of my business." Qilan shrugged no matter, "Those who seek things, take their own risks. Dare to take responsibility." Qilan immediately got in the car, left them.

Hasan approached the three of them, "Thank you for the cooperation."

"Yes" they answered in unison.

When Hasan wanted to turn around, the Imam stopped him, "Ah, sir. Just a minute, sir. Can we solve this problem well, their sadness sir, they are just ordinary people, do not bring the cowardice. Whisper sir?"

Hasan shrugged, not wanting to know, "It's none of my business, unless the prosecutor dropped the case. Well, those who are guilty are those who are responsible. Okay, I'm sorry." Hasan left them, "Let's all go," Hasan ordered into the car.

The police car left, Crik and the families of the arrested residents came.

"Sir Kades, where is my husband?" asked Crik.

Mr. Kades pointed to the police car that was already running, "Tuh, it's been brought."

"Mas Haspu !!!" Crik ran after the police car, just a few steps Crik fell, "MAAAASS.."

Unfortunately, the police car was far away.

Crik got up from the fall, quickly he grabbed the collar of Mr. Kades's shirt, clasped the collar of Mr. Kades's shirt, "Sir, do something!"

From a distance Grandma who was following Crik and Acep from behind, his breathing was not good, his steps were slowing flatter, his hands were trembling with a stick.

"Astaghfirullah, Grandma." Acep was surprised to see from a distance the grandmother he lived following him, walking with trembling almost fainting with not only staggered walking between wanting to fall with not only anymore. Quickly Acep ran over to Grandma.

Residents who were there were also surprised to see the grandmother, especially Crik added surprised again.

"Grandma!!!" crik shouted in front of Mr. Kades. Mr. Kades closed his ears.

Acep brought the grandmother closer.

"Grandmother why come?" asked Crik.

Shaking grandma replied, "You see people. Many also. He he he - he.."

Acep patted his forehead. Turns out that's the only reason.

The people drove Grandma into the village hall.

Mr. Kades, Mr. Imam, Mr. Rw did not take us, they were busy talking about this matter.

"Astaghfirullah's. How'this?." Mr. Rw is dizzy.

"It's all our fault, because not listening to them, we just go with the ego." Mr. Kades feels guilty.

"Not be guilty. It's not that we're marrying them." The Imam rubbed Mr. Kades' back to calm him down.

"Sir, you have to do something." Crik came to interrupt the conversation.

"Yes, we're thinking about it again. Patience to Crik," said Mr. Rw.

"Ah, how about we catch them. If you know we meet the young man there, you can ask him for help to withdraw his demands" suggested the Imam.

"Yes, we'll take them. Wait, what are we gonna do soon after them." Mr. Kades went on his bike, left the village hall.

Behind him in follow Pak Rw and Pak Imam. The three of them went after the captured villagers.

Time passed, the long journey they took finally arrived at the police station

As they walked into the office, their heads were wailing at the contents within the office, their eyes sweeping across all the faces of the people in the police station.

"Young people who we saw were not there" said Mr. Rw.

"Yes, I didn't see his nose" said Mr. Kades, continuing to see the office occupants. The office dwellers who were seen felt strange with the three of them.

"How can we know a person, his face alone we do not know. Yesterday, their faces were covered with dirt" explained Imam.

'Yes, yes' they thought they confirmed the words of the Imam.

"Is there anything we can do to help the fathers?" a policeman approached them.

Pak Rw's head extended to see the familiar figure of a man in his eyes approaching.

The police are still waiting for an answer.

"Ah, we want to find him." Mr. Rw pointed to the man, whom he appointed none other than Qilan Afriadi's lawyer who wanted to go home.

The policeman just nodded leaving them.

Qilan who passed directly in intercepted Mr. Rw, "Master, wait a minute."

Qilan stopped, his eyes staring lazily at the three of them, "What's wrong?"

"We want to meet the young man who made this claim" asked Mr. Imam.

Qilan did not answer he typed his phone. They think Qilan is ignoring them.

"Hallo Af, here's someone who wants to meet you ... Um..." Qilan called Afriadi, "Yes ... Okay." Okay." Qilan ended the call.

"Come, come with me. I'll drive you to meet him, "let Qilan pass them, drive to his car.

"Well, sir?" asked Mr. Rw.

Qilan.

"Relse the car?" asked Mr. Rw once again.

"No, on a camel. Yes, get in the car." Qilan was a little upset.

"What is our motor?" asked the Imam.

"Leave it, let the police take care of you." Qilan held back his regret, "Quick up."

"Sir police, put our motorbike, yes," said Mr. Kades to the police officer who was sitting not far from them, the Police Officer just nodded his head assent.

Quickly they got into Qilan's car. After everyone got in, Qilan's car was running.