The Coalition’s Response

The glow of the television flickered in the dimly lit room, casting long shadows over Siti and Kyla. The news anchor’s voice was harsh, cold, recounting the events of the day. Tessa’s voice echoed through the speakers, painting Putri as a dangerous radical, a puppet with an agenda. Footage from the protest played again, the crowds jeering, the arrests, the humiliation.

Kyla’s hands shook as she watched, her face pale with disbelief. “They’ve destroyed her… they’ve turned the world against her,” she whispered, her voice barely audible above the noise of the television.

Siti, however, was silent, her eyes locked on the screen, burning with quiet fury. She had always been a woman of action, but this was something else. This wasn’t just about Putri—it was about their entire movement, the values they had fought for. Watching it all be dismantled so easily was a blow to everything she believed in.