
The old man banged on the control room door while shouting the name of a young producer who was working inside the room. He was very upset that the news he had made was not broadcast and the producer had a big hand in the rejection.
“Basic, Bratty Boy!!! You think you're smarter than me just because your title and salary are higher than mine? Before you were born, I was covering the news. You have no right to insult what I've done!”
The man is a legend in the world of national journalism. He is better known as Jack Off the Record. Despite the legend, the quality of the news he presented in the past few years has begun to decline drastically. In addition to age, his love for money makes him willing to damage the credibility of the news he makes.
“Hei, Jack. You didn't watch your son's trial?”
Rico, a passing audioman, greets Jack with information relating to the old man. He and all employees of this television station are accustomed to seeing Jack rampage while boasting of his seniority. Although he was eighteen years younger, Rico considered Jack to be his peer.
“Lho, have you started?” Jack immediately pulled out his phone and opened a live broadcast of the Abhimanyu Alexander trial in which his second daughter played the role of the defendant's legal counsel. “Wah, so cool he.”
Rico peeked at Jack's phone. He saw his co-worker's daughter sitting watching the witness who was giving evidence.
“Try to retreat a few minutes before, as he asks the previous witness.”
Jack did what Rico told him to do. He watches carefully. The smile on his face immediately expands and turns into laughter when Indira declares the witness gave a false statement.
“See, look at my son! He's very clever. Similar to his father.”
Jack laughed as he carried his cell phone walking down the corridor. He had forgotten his anger towards the young producer.
* * *
The trial room is still excited because of the analysis submitted by Indira. Until finally the presiding judge had to knock a hammer to appease the court visitors and again began the trial in an orderly manner.
“Brother legal counsel, please explain your intention saying the witness has given false information.”
“Wrap the meth, Your Majesty,” said Indira. “According to my investigation, the black pack was synonymous with narcotics from a syndicate called Silver Circle. Initially the use of black wrap was aimed like their brand because the quality of their meth is still the best in the country. However, since the massive arrest that took place three months ago, the police know about Silver Circle and that has led to some of the syndicate's networks being caught. Since then, Silver Circle no longer uses black wrap for its merchandise.”
Abi looked towards Indira. He smiled in admiration at his lawyer. All the information he got from the results of his investigation with Rama, just in a day. Although he gave a hint, if not Indira, there was no way he would have gotten such detailed information.
“But it could have been Abi selling an old item or deliberately using the black wrap to make customers think it was an item from the Silver Circle syndicate,”, the presiding judge said.
“Silver Circle not only does not use the black wrap for its production powder, but also strictly prohibits. They replaced it with a regular transparent wrap and gave it a new characteristic that I unfortunately did not know about. All the dealers knew about it and no one else dared to sell black wrapper since three months ago. I dare guarantee, it is impossible for my client to sell methamphetamine with black wrap a month more a week ago on witness.”
And finally, the witness admitted to the lies he had committed. After discovering a shocking fact, the presiding judge searched the witness with various questions. He was very angry because there were people who dared to insult the court he was leading.
“I told you from the beginning. If you make a false statement, you can be prosecuted in accordance with article 242 paragraph 1 of the Criminal Code with a maximum prison sentence of seven years,” snapped the presiding judge on the witnesses.
Then, the presiding judge looked at the public prosecutor who looked down in embarrassment. However, the prosecutor refused to take responsibility for the actions of the witnesses. He believes he has established witnesses through the correct procedures. In order to save himself, he threw all the blame at the investigators..
“Who is the investigator? I ask that it be thoroughly investigated. This has included a criminal offense,” said the presiding judge with an angry tone and face. “With the revelation of the lies perpetrated by the witness, then we decide that the witness is not credible and cannot continue his testimony. Any information that has been given is considered invalid. How, legal counsel of the accused?”
“We agree, Your Majesty,” Indira replied with a face full of her smile.
The presiding judge called the officers to pick up the witnesses. After the witness seat was vacant, the presiding judge again stared intently at the public prosecutor.
“Brother public prosecutor. Do you still have witnesses for today?”
“Still, Your Highness.”
“Good, Your Highness.” The public prosecutor turned his gaze towards the door on the right side of the room. “To the officers, please present a witness named Suharto Arrgantara to the courtroom.”
Abi was surprised to hear the name. Although rare, he knew who had the name mentioned just now. His guess was correct when a man walked into the courtroom following an officer.
As long as the man was questioned and sworn in, Abi continued to look at him sharply, as if to ask why he was present in the court as a witness a charge, or a witness who incriminated the accused.
“You know him?” whiskey Indira.
“Yes, he is my neighbor. It is commonly called Totok.”
“You know why he was a witness on the part of the prosecutor? Have you ever done anything wrong to him? Are you a bad neighbor?”
“No. On the contrary, I often help him. That's why I'm worried.”
“Worried why?”
“What is the relationship of the witness Brother with the defendant's Brother?” ask the presiding judge to stop the conversation between Abi and Indira.
“I'm his neighbor, Your Highness.”
The presiding judge confirmed the answer to Abi and Abi did not deny it.
“Brother witnesses know why presented at this trial?”
“Know, Your Grace.”
“Good, now tell us briefly about what you know about this.”
The man commonly called Totok took a breath and then exhaled a long one. Then he brought the microphone back to his mouth to begin his testimony.
“Defendants have several times helped drug dealers in our neighborhood escape the police.”
Visitors began whispering to each other at the man's words. While Indira saw Abi's face began to stiffen.
“Help how?”
“When the police arrested him, he claimed to be an advocate of the drug dealer and mentioned articles that I do not remember. After mentioning it, the police were confused and finally they left.”
“Didn't when claiming to be an advocate, he should show an advocate ID card, a power of attorney or something? Did he do it too?”
“No, Your Grace. It seems like because all the citizens and police there know who he is.”
“Is an Abhimanyu Alexander indeed known as an advocate there?”
“Not his Abhimanyu Alexander, His Eminence.” Totok looked at Abi as if he was about to ask permission to say something. “But Advocate Night.”
The courtroom is back. Likewise with the people who watched the live broadcast of the trial. Although it has never been highlighted by the media, many people know the reputation of the Night Advocate. They did not think at all that the man who was going viral lately and Advocate Night was the same person.
Abi and Indira could only remain silent. Totok's presence was indeed beyond their expectations.