
Along the hallway to the School Head Room, my head did not stop thinking,
Various kinds of guesses cross each other, making me afraid and anxious.
"Like her my problem is very serious" I murmured inwardly
"Bismillah O God, whatever happens protect me and strengthen me" I whispered in prayer.
I finally arrived at the room I was going to.
There is already the Headmistress of the School Mother Mila Mr. Vice Principal Pak Rudi, and Guru BP Bu Nur.
Deg, my heart is pounding, knocking on the door and entering the room that is not closed.
All eyes looked at me full of search.
Mom Mila started the conversation.
"Fira," Sighed softly.
"Sit down, I want you to explain all of this," while thrusting HP, and turning Vidio,
I looked carefully at Vidio, "Astaghfirullah," I closed my mouth with my hands, shaking my head, tears falling from my eyes.
"It's not like that Mom, I can explain, I don't do as in Vidio" I stammered.
"Already Ma'am, just get him out of this school, make school shy, students perform well but behavior is not commendable" said Mr. Rudi.
"No Mom, I can explain, I didn't do that" I said
"But this is Fira's proof, you can't dodge anymore" said Mr. Rudi, still in an angry tone and pointed at me.
"Please sir, give Fira a chance to explain" said Ms. Mila.
"In fact, this kind of incident, ma'am" as sobbing flowed the story that happened during the afternoon full of tense events, a day that I have deeply regretted for the rest of my life, and what makes me sick of imagining the bad guy.
My sobbing became more and more, when Mother Nur, the BP teacher pityed me, she rubbed my head gently, there was a little sympathy in her swab.
But not for Mr. Rudi, he still insisted on accusing me with his challenge,
"Fira, you don't make up stories, you're guilty but you keep making up stories to find the truth" he said.
"No sir, I can prove all that I say is true" I denied a little fiery, I felt I had to defend myself, even in front of his honorable father, but I can't be weak, I have to defend myself.
"Alright, what is the evidence of your words" said Miss Mila.
"Rinto, who helped me, Rinto, who saved me from this horrible incident, I will prove, I will call Rinto" I said as I ran to call Rinto.
"Wait, sit down" stop Principal Mother.
"Let the mother call", Mila's mother called someone, I think it was Guru who is currently teaching in Rinto's class, and it was not until 10 minutes Rinto came.
10 Minutes of waiting for Rinto was like a year, I was spinning on the edge of my school shirt, I was nervous and scared as I kept crying unimaginably my feelings back then, like a sick person waiting for the court, she said, between life and death, that's what I have in mind.
Finally the waiting came.
Then Mila's mother, opened the conversation and handed over Vidio, whom Mila's mother had brought to Rinto,
"Rinto help you explain all this" said the Principal's Mother.
Rinto looked closely, "This is indeed Fira Bu, and this man is indeed Zul, but the incident is not like that of diVidio. Then Rinto explains what he saw and did.
"I came when Fira was in the corner of Zul, but at that time I did not know that it was Fira, I only saw a girl who was in danger, alone in a cornered state. Spontaneously I got out of the car to help him, after I beat Zul, I just found out that it was Fira, so Vidio was right Ma'am but not as it seemed, Zul was about to rape Fira, he said, I'm a witness who can be accounted for." Rinto.
Then Madam Mila was silent for a moment.
Then he looked at Mr. Rudi.
"What do you think, Miss Nur?" ask Miss Mila.
"Alright" said Miss Mila, nodding her head.
And Mr. Rudi also brought Ana the owner of HP, as well as the one who recorded the incident
Ana was a little scared, though,
"Ana, are you the owner of this HP?" ask Miss Mila
"Yes Ma'am" Ana replied nervously
"Then you're the one who recorded what happened to Fira in Vidio?" continued Ms Mila
"eee yes Ma'am" replied Ana
"Is it true that Vidio was recorded to the end?" ma'am Mila asked him to keep looking for Ana.
"eehhhh" nervous Ana
"The answer is clear,." Madam Mila somewhat hardened her voice.
"Surely put it this way, ma'am, I know the real incident, I recorded the incident but before it ended my HP battery ran out" he explained.
"So you know that Fira was almost raped and Rinto came to her aid?" ask Miss Mila again
"Yes Ma'am, "Anna answered
"Then who spread the word that Fira was doing that indecent act?" ma'am Mila asked as she widened her eyes to everyone present.
"Sir Rudi, please explain, is not the first Father to see and get this Vidio report?" continued Miss Mila.
"Sorry Mom, said Ana, actually the girl who wants the story in Vidio is like this, the girl who wants the story to change like this."
Madam Mila frowned while looking at Mr. Rudi.
"Sir Rudi, how is this?" is it true Mr. Ana's report?"
"Eee I will take care of Girl Ma'am" replied Mr. Rudi, because Girl is his favorite child.
The girl called also the headmaster's room.
"What girl are you really spreading this fake news?" ask Miss Mila
The shocked girl got this question from Miss Mila,
his eyes dyed looking at Mr. Rudi, then turned to Ana.
Nervously he answered.
"I'm sorry Mom, I was wrong" said the girl
"Alright because you have spread false news, then as punishment you are in score.from school for 3 days. And you also have to clear Fira's name."
"But Ma'am, whoever saw Vidio must have concluded the same thing"
"Didn't Ana tell you the truth?" ask Miss Mila again .
"Yes ma'am, ana told me,"
"Well that means you know the truth but you deliberately changed the story, Well my decision is final, for Girl"
Mr. Rudi bowed down embarrassed by the behavior of his daughter, he did not expect that his own daughter would get this punishment.
While the girl sulked to her father.
"Just accept that you are wrong" advised Mr. Rudi.
"For Fira to report this incident to the Police, Bu Nur please accompany Fira to report this incident with a video with witnesses Rinto and Ana, said the statement, and also take Fira to the hospital for a visa of some bruises that were in his body because of the resistance yesterday." Request from Madam Mila.