
"Sir! Please, Sir. I'm innocent, I don't know anything about that girl. Girl who? I don't know, Sir!" Anton kept going along the way to the police station.
However, none of the police took him, responding to Anton's rant. They chose to remain silent as if hearing all his chatter.
"SIR!"
"ENOUGH! You can see the evidence for yourself later. Now, silence or your punishment will I add," the police commander snapped in disgust at Anton's unrelenting chatter.
The man who had one child, kept silent no longer babbling.
Damnit damnit! This must be because the woman .. basic women do not know themselves. Look out for you, I will never let your life calm down.
Anton's heart growled, threatening the female colleagues who followed his plan. The man will not remain silent even if he is in prison. The state of the car became calmer after Anton remained silent.
Until arriving in front of the police station, Anton was herded like a big-time criminal from the car. They encouraged Anton to step into the office as soon as possible. There, in front of the investigator's desk, sat a hijab-wearing woman with her head down. His hands were tied in handcuffs just like him.
He occasionally nodded, occasionally shaking his head as a man behind the table questioned him. Anton growled, from behind the body he clenched both hands with the jaw that helped harden.
"Sit down!"
A police officer pushed Anton's back and hit a chair not far from where the woman was sitting. He turned his head, looking at them fiercely, glittering with vengeance. Unexpectedly, that night had turned into the worst night of their lives.
An investigation for both. Where Anton and the woman's answers are often different and not as fair. The woman is more cooperative than Anton himself. She keeps saying that she doesn't know Naina.
"I don't know that girl, Pa. Please, I don't know anything. I am not guilty, sir. He's trapped me, sir. He set me up," Anton's cerocos defended himself.
The woman at the side glanced sharply, not happy because Anton actually cornered him, but he was the one who had the plan and asked for his help to be able to carry out the plan.
He sighed, lowered his head then decided on the look of the loser man. He was a coward, dared to not dare to account for it.
"Let's see, he can't dodge. He's just diem because he's upset, sir. So arrest him and set me free, sir. I'm innocent" Anton's whining made the police questioning him shake his head.
The woman clenched her hands behind her body, closing her eyes could no longer resist saying everything.
"Sir, I know. I'm guilty and I accept his sentence, but what I want to say here is that he's behind the whole plan. That day he came to me and asked for help from me to get the girl to go to the location he specified. With the reason of delivering orders, plus at that time my workers were delivering orders as well. Though, I could have told the others and not Naina." The woman who is none other than the owner of the boutique where Naina works revealed everything.
Another interesting fact that may be increasingly burdensome sentence Anton who continues to berkilah and avoid all the crimes he planned.
"Can you tell me how he was asking for your help?" ask the police about the woman.
Anton was inflamed, glancing full of flames of rage flaring up.
"Don't believe him, sir. He's lying! Don't believe the story, sir!" anton's assault tightened both of his jaws.
"SILENCE! If you can't keep quiet, then we'll throw you in jail!" the police force that immediately made Anton silenced while hunting the air quickly.
His eyes are inseparable from the female colleagues who helped him, Anton's heart continues to threaten to make his life never calm.
"Please!" The police gave the boutique owner time to tell Anton's plans before the incident.
"That time ...."
****
A message goes to Santi's phone, the owner of the boutique where Naina works. The hijab woman's forehead frowned, a little wonder because Anton had never met her for so long.
Over where?
A reply message was sent, Santi thought there was no harm in helping an old friend who might be in trouble.
Cafe near your boutique. Can, yeah. I'm waiting right there.
Santi sighed, agreeing to the meeting. He said goodbye to the assistant and made sure all the ordered goods were ready to be sent at that time.
They met at a cafe not far from the boutique and matrial shop Alfin. Sitting face to face with a cup of coffee in front of each.
"What do you need my help for?" santi asked as she looked at Anton's face that looked shining.
"I want to ask you for help. I'm going to propose to a girl .. You know, right, if I've been a widower for a long time. So, please help me," whiney Anton wailed through the glare of the eye.
Santi looked at Anton's face, looking at the seriousness in both of his eyes. He nodded, then nodded his head.
"Yes already. What do you want me to do for him?"
Anton smiled happily.
"I heard he works at your place. Pinta he made any order to my sister's house. There I want to give her a surprise. Can, huh?" anton begins the scenario he has put together.
"Working in my boutique? Who?" Santi's eyebrows are linked to each other. He seemed confused by his friend's words.
"Yes. Name's Naina. There's, right? She's the girl I'm going to apply for, "tell Anton enthusiastically.
Santi was a little surprised, because Naina came with Khadija and she knew the girl was near Alfin.
"But as far as I know Naina is close to Alfin. He often comes to the store to pick up. Why did you suddenly say you were going to bed him?" A little suspicious of Santi with Anton's request.
The man looks nervous, repeatedly folding his lips and playing fingers as well as his two eyeballs looking for the right reason to eliminate the doubts Santi.
"Well that's him. I was afraid Naina turned the same young man. I love her very much, San. Please! This time it was. I'd like to bed her, San." Anton made his face look so pitiful that Santi could not resist.
"Yes, but once, yes. I'm just helping you because you're my friend. I don't feel good about Khadija. Angel, Anton. You don't mean if he doesn't want to" said Santi who eventually agreed to help Anton.
The man smiled wider, saying many thanks to him while giving some money as a complement.
****
"I think he really just wants to propose to Naina. I never thought about it, so I wanted to help him. Apparently, he had planned the crime for Naina," Santi concluded with regret.
Anton can no longer stand by, all the evidence and witnesses point to him. He fell down, resigned to his fate.