
Shortly after, the police came to bring Hasna and Adrian and several other students as witnesses.
"Let's get in Ade-ade's car, I beg you to cooperate" said one of the police.
"But Sir! my friend is not wrong. It's the girl who started first sir!" bela Adrian for Hasna.
"Well, come on in, don't be noisy rich b! instead, we're going to follow Kristine's parents. If not wrong, relax! surely the truth rests with us" Hasna said as she would not see Adrian pleading for her.
Hasna was very calm, she was indifferent to the circumstances around her who noticed her.if other children her age might have cried, revolted and shouted for release.
Hasna was used to her own problems, so she was immune, even in the other side of her soul, screaming, thrashing, shouting and fearing, that is, in her little heart.
"Already, let's go in later explain in the office."
connect with the police.
Thirty minutes later, Hasna and Adrian and their friends arrive at the police station.
Hasna looked calm, following what the police officer told her she was in the examination room.
"You.
your parents' address and phone number!" pinta Pak the police.
"Sorry sir! I live with my uncle, and right now my uncle is out of town, maybe at night" Hasna said.
"Yes the phone number, we will call, hopefully tonight your uncle can attend. Because if you don't,
forced you I'm holding in a cell, waiting for the next process."
"Loh Sir! can't be so dong! a man without clear evidence!"
"But, your friend fell down and fainted! according to witnesses, it happened while fighting with you, and you had a chance to grab his hand." The police cornered Hasna.
"Well, if that's true! but there was no physical evidence, I was violent against him. Sorry Sir! You can't hold people arbitrarily based on verbal confessions from witnesses, but you have to have proof of a visa as well, you can only hold me," Hasna said loudly and undaunted.
"Right now I also need a companion, at least a lawyer" Cerocos Hasna
he can be quiet, he can look calm, but he also has the right to defend himself if there is injustice.
The police also shook their heads, how can a child of Hasna's age be so firm and straightforward in speaking and it is true.
"Well, I'll let you call the lawyer" the police said
"Okay, thank you sir! please just call my uncle first, at this number,"
Hasna also wrote down Afnan's phone number on a piece of paper.
"Well, I'll call your uncle Dek, you can wait on the bench over there." ask the police to come back.
While Adrian and other witnesses have gone home first and they are picked up by their parents.
Ba'da maghrib Afnan just got in the car after previously performing maghrib prayers and taking a short break, just drinking coffee at a stall near the mosque where he prayed before.
"A'a bro just go home?" ask Ubaydillah on the sidelines of his driving activities.
"Yes Dek sob, Ana has longed for Ana's wife. Hehe.." replied Afnan with a smile imagining all the funny behavior Hasna that made him anxious.
"Evet efendim" (ready boss sir/b. turkey). Sana eSelik ettim"(i take you to your wife)," said Ubaydillah, smiling.
"Tasekkurler kardesim,"
(thanks buddy) reply Afnan.
"Rica ederim," (the same) said Ubaydillah back.
When they were talking suddenly, Afnan's phone rang.
"Hello, Assalamu'alaikum!" Sapa Afnan to the caller.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, am I talking to Mr Afnan?" ask the foreign voice across the phone.
"It's right, I'm alone!" answer Afnan.
''Do you know Hasna Aulia Zahrani?" ask the voice.
"Yes, I know him, what's wrong?"/ Afnan
"Sorry Sir! we from the police, would like to inform you that your niece, Hasna Aulia Zahrani, is currently in our office under investigation due to a school quarrel." / Police.
"Astagfirullah..it seems impossible sir!"/ Afghans.
"For more details, please you come to the office in Polsek xxxxxx,"/Cop.
"Good! however, I am on my way home from out of town, can I be accompanied by a lawyer sir? because I will be late there," /Afnan.
"Oh please sir, please contact your lawyer." / Police.
"Good, thanks. Please treat my nephew well sir! whatever he is,"/Afnan.
"Well sir, Assalamu'alaikum!" /police.
Afnan cut off his phone connection.
He called his lawyer to assist Hasna at the police station.
Β "Problem again A'a bro?" ask Ubaydillah.
"Yes, Hasna's dealing with the police again." Heee Afnan smiled blandly
"Waaah, Ana salute Hasna, Wife Anta cool A'a bro! can make Anta's heart beat without running, Hehe." Ubaydillah.
"Oh, yeah yeah." Afnan nodded his head.
"What time did we get there?" ask Afnan later.
"Maybe ten or eleven o'clock A'a bro!" answer the honest and honest Ubaydillah.
"Too long Deck sob, can we try until nine o'clock at night?" ask Afnan again.
"Can! If Anta drives." replied Ubaydillah.
"ups keceplosan, had runyam deh nih business!"
inner Ubaydillah.
"Aish, ok Ana who brought. step out in front!" steady Afnan.
"Yes, ALLAH protect us,"
yelled Ubaydillah while getting off the car to change position, he knew how Afnan brought the vehicle in high speed. There is a sense of caution, but he can not refuse, let alone this concerns Hasna, the beloved of the boss A'a.
"Let's pray with the man. Before the road," pinta Afnan.
"Yes. BISMILLAH..," they said simultaneously.
Afnan began to drive his car slowly, at medium speed, and saw a quiet road he was gas fast as lightning, sometimes jig jag ahead of other cars, on the winding road heard a throbbing between the clutch, gas, gas, and so on, and a touch of brake.
Ubaydillah resigned while kamit komat. He forgot it was keceplosan for Afnan who brought the car. Though Mr. Kyai has warned so that Afnan is not allowed to bring his own car.
Ubaydillah recalled the dark events of several years ago that almost claimed the life of Afnan (later yes there was a season we dismantled the dark life of Afnan before becoming Ustadz).
Two hours later,
"Alhamdulillah hirrobal alamiin.." said Ubaydillah triumphant and calm, but he felt dazed.
"ay Allah Ana koq in the same as the sack of Ustadz? don't think next to him it's a human well, still a virgin again," Ubaydillah spoke for herself
Because the one he spoke to had already darted into the police station
"Assalamualaikum bang Anton, said Afnan" to his lawyer.
"Waalaikum salam ustadz..," answered Anton.
"How, Bang?" asked Afnan curiously.
"Waiting for the results of the visa" replied Attorney Anton again.
"Hasna, where?" ask Afnan again. He had not seen Hasna since he entered.
"There is, still in the examination room." replied Anton.
"Let's go in!" take the lawyer. Afnan nodded.
Afnan saw Hasna leaning tired and closed her eyes on the plastic bench, she still wore her school uniform.
"Darling!" whispered Afnan, he was afraid that the police would hear, because it was Hasna, his nephew.
Hasna opened her eyes slowly. "Ustadz." said Hasna Lirih
"Dear, you're okay, right?" asked Afnan while crouching in front of Hasna who was sitting.
"I'm fine, just tired of almost a day of asking the same questions over and over again."
"Hehms... I am strong! patience yes dear, we are again the process of waiting for the results of the visa," said Afnan gently while stroking Hasna's shoulder.
"Ustadz believes Nana is innocent!" Then Afnan stood up while opening his suit and dressed Hasna. Gradually Afnan began to recognize the nature and character of Hasna.
"Thank you, Ustadz, for believing in Nana" he said.
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