My Beautiful Lawyer
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Hasna stood at the door of her house, her hands reaching into her bags and then into her pants and shirt pockets. He searched the house keys, but could not find them.

"Ck! " cats.

~Where did I drop her? ~ thought Hasna.

He tried to remember, but there was nothing he could remember. He just kept thinking about Wulan's words that sounded so obvious that he was hiding something.

"Ahhh, I think too much about Wulan's attitude. It could have been just because I was too obsessed with this case" Hasna complained about her own brain contents.

Nendi who was still following him, noticed his behavior.

"Did he lose the keys to his house? " murmurm Nendi.

Hasna looked at him, Nendi was misbehaving. He tried to hide and was completely invisible.

Hasna saw him, she hurriedly got into the car and left Nendi there by herself.

Nendi came out after hearing the sound of her car leaving. Nendi kicked the stone with his regret.

"Damn! He knew I was following him" he said in annoyance.

Hasna's gone, but she doesn't know where to go tonight. He has to make a new key. But he has to stay somewhere tonight.

"I couldn't stay at Fajri's house, what he did the other day, made my mood change as I remembered it. How can I see his face let alone stay with him" Hasna lamented.

Hasna was silent for a moment. He felt himself admitting to having confessed Fajri's feelings.

"No, I'll never admit Fajri's feelings. I would never feel awkward meeting him either. That incident, yes, I'll forget it. Yeah, I should be able to show her it's nothing. I'm not affected at all. Yeah, just like that" Hasna said to herself.

Not felt, he had arrived in front of Fajri's new house. Fajri's car is parked there. There's still room for him to park his car but he's quiet, hesitant to go forward.

Meanwhile, Fajri peeked out the window. There are usually no cars or other vehicles that stop in front of his house.

"Who is that? " murmurm Fajri.

His cornea was enlarged to see more clearly his car's license plate.

"Hasna's? " excited Fajri.

He was surprised, his hand that was holding a glass was shaking and as if it was about to drop it.

She starts to get nervous, especially when she remembers how she kissed Hasna's lips.

~What is he doing in front of my house? Is it because of that incident?~ ask his heart.

His heart beat faster as the sound of Hasna's car approached and parked near his car.

"Gosh, why am I so nervous. Isn't there no feeling, then why am I afraid to face it? " rumbling.

Ting....

The sound of his house bell made Fajri jump from the hand of the sofa he was sitting on. His face was pale with round eyes staring at the door.

Long enough he tried to ignore the sound of the bell that Hasna was picking. Shortly after, his phone rang. Fajri is getting nervous because Hasna contacts him directly. He called because Fajri didn't open the door for him.

"HEY! " snouted Hasna upset.

Fajri keeps the phone away from his ear. Hasna's voice was quite loud and made her ears stiff.

"What's? " fajri answered lazily as he approached the window by the door.

"I'm in front of your house and I've been pushing the bell since, why didn't it open? " said Hasna with her complaint.

"You... in my house? " said Fajri pretending to be surprised.

"Don't pretend you don't know, you've been sitting on the couch but ignoring my arrival" Hasna said, peering at him.

Fajri was shocked as Hasna's face appeared as she was also about to peek.

He opened the door and let her in. Hasna came in and went straight to the kitchen looking for a glass. Fajri noticed also following him.

"Tumben came here" said Fajri while leaning on the side of the kitchen door.

She was trying so hard to look nervous and not to discuss the kiss.

Glek...

Hasna drank half a glass of water at once.

"I lost my house key after coming back from the garage" he said, gasping.

Hasna looked at her face, she turned her gaze away as she started to remember her kiss.

"So I'm staying tonight, tomorrow I'll call a handyman to change the locks" Hasna continued as she went to the living room and passed by.

Fajri held his breath as Hasna passed by. He tried to restrain himself and control his heartbeat which was getting faster.

"There is only one room" said Fajri.

Hasna heard it, she who was originally about to turn on the television became speechless.

"You won't let me stay? " ask Hasna

He put on a face that was enough to make Fajri understand he was offended by his words.

"It's not... "

"I can sleep here, just give me a pillow and a blanket. Don't tell me you also only have one pillow and one blanket" Hasna concluded.

Fajri scratched the back of his head. He smiled stupidly. Hasna sighed noticing her mannerism stating her speech was right.

"God! Sis, with a house this big and you only have one bed with one pillow and one blanket? " Hasna didn't expect it.

Fajri fell silent at the call Hasna gave him. Her chest feels hot. He was very upset and wanted to vent his anger.

Fajri put down his glass, he went to the room and put on his jacket. Hasna.

"You're angry because of my words? You're going? " ask Hasna while standing up.

"Just sleep in the room, I forgot to patrol tonight" Fajri said without turning his head.

He got out and got into his car. Hasna looked at him from the door with a face that was astonished by Fajri's behavior.

"What's wrong with her? " murm Hasna.

While Fajri looked at her in annoyance.

"She purposely called me that, she also acted as if my kiss was completely meaningless to her. Jeez Fajri.... You're the idiot, why be nervous? She's the girl who grew up with you, you even slept in bed with her because dad's house is so narrow. Why do you have to be nervous and feel angry just because he still thinks you're a big brother" Fajri had a fight with himself.

Fajri started the car. He backed out and left his house. He went to the office, even though there was no scheduled patrol, the story he told Hasna.

All of his co-workers and night-time chores stared at his arrival. They stood up and paid their respects. Fajri waved his hand, conditioned that they lower his hand.

"Thank you I wasn't there, back to work" Fajri said.

They all get more confused, but still return to their respective jobs.

Fajri went into his room and slept on the sofa. He grabbed the AC remote and raised his temperature. Hadi who was working there turned his head towards the sofa.

"Sir, are you here? " ask Hadi.

"Hmmm, don't talk. I'm sleeping here tonight. Ignore it! " said Fajri while closing his eyes.

Hadi frowned, he felt strange with his boss' attitude.