My Beautiful Lawyer
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Fajri looked towards Hasna who had just come out of the rutan. He approached and tried to ask what had happened. But Hasna just got in the car and left.

Fajri sighed, his gaze carrying Hasna's departure until it disappeared out of the rutan environment.

"They quarreled? Just this time I saw Hasna so sad. Just this time too they had a fight" Fajri murmured.

Not long after, Maya called out to him.

"Fajri! Fajris! " cried Maya who ran from the direction of the rutan.

"What's wrong? " ask Fajri.

"Where's Hasna? " ask Maya with a breath of breath.

"Go" replied Fajri while pointing towards the exit.

"Aishhh, he went straight away after making Vino go berserk like that? " sad Maya.

"Gamuk? " ask Fajri wonder.

Maya nodded, she sighed regulating her breathing.

***

Hasna stopped at the small dock, she fell silent and realized that she could not return home because the key had not been found.

"I forgot, I should have gone to the locksmith and replaced him" Hasna murmured.

His eyes stared towards the street where he had once stopped and got a warm hug from Vino.

Hasna sighed, she held back the crying that had been wanting to come out of her eyelids.

"I shouldn't have said that stupid thing" Hasna murmured regretting her words.

~Why am I so angry just because he sent people to follow me? Shouldn't I be happy, she still notices me even though repeatedly I let her down. Jesus, what have I done~

Hasna fell silent, her head bowed to the steering wheel of the car.

***

Fajri gets into the cell where Vino throws all his stuff and goes on a rampage. Fajri stared at all the scattered items.

"Well, you've been very influential huh, rampaging like this but getting no additional punishment. No one is reprimanding you" said Fajri while removing some items with his feet.

Vino looked over with his eyes fixed on her. Hasna's voice said that last night they had slept together. Vino turned his face away, unable to imagine how they could get through the night together.

Meanwhile, Fajri noticed Vino's attitude in surprise. He approached while looking at the item that Vino had not thrown.

"You're gonna throw this too? " ask Fajri.

Vino doesn't care. Fajri kept walking slowly around her who was standing near the closet.

"Go away, I don't like you here" Vino said, holding back his frustration.

"I came for a while, but the leader hasn't come. Said you were going berserk and lost control, so I came here" Fajri said casually.

Vino grabbed the collar and strangled Fajri.

"Go away, I can't stand to hear your voice so carefree because it's been overnight with my wife" said Vino.

Fajri was silent for a moment then smiled.

"Ohh, so that's what he said" Fajri said with a grin.

Vino was getting annoyed, he pressed his hand until Fajri was pushed against the wall.

"You satisfied with all this? " Vino growled.

Fajri laughed despite the pain in his neck.

"You teased him when I was imprisoned" continued Vino.

Fajri just looked at him.

"Listen, don't you think only with you guys sleeping together will I let it go for you. I'm not gonna do that. You heard! " Vino threatened him.

"Good, because I never spent the night with him" said Fajri with a face that began to pale due to the pressure of Vino's hand.

Vino fell silent, he let go of his hand and moved away.

"Uhuk... uhuk.

"What do you mean? " ask Vino.

"How can I stay the night, sleep with him, just kiss him he immediately kicked my leg to the bruise" Fajri still set his breath.

"You kissed her? " Vino still can not accept Fajri's actions even though he was a little relieved because they did not spend the night.

Fajri sat on the floor, Vino sat down and finally they could talk.

"You've loved it since High School, but you don't really know its nature" Fajri said.

"She always showed her coldness, instead of acting like any other High School girl" Vino replied.

"She was angry that she was being followed and taken her picture secretly. He had known the past few days, but tried to restrain himself from caring about it. He was a lot more upset when he found out you had the reporter following him"

Vino down.

"He didn't like your change in prison, your pretentious attitude and your decision to lead the citizens here"

Fajri took a deep breath.

"He'd much prefer the old Vino, handsome and authoritative because he's a lawyer, so he's a little emotional at the moment. Yes, the feeling is complicated, you know" said Fajri.

Vino smiled, he looked relieved to hear all Fajri said.

"He looked sad when he got out of here. You silenced him? " ask Fajri.

"I slammed the door in his presence" Vino replied feeling guilty.

"You know it doesn't affect him. He must be sorry for talking nonsense to you. Accelerate your free process, you have plenty of money to do just that. Persuade him not to get angry and stay away from you. You can do that, right?"

Fajri looked at his face. Vino was silent, they stared at each other for a while then sighed and stared towards the exit.

"You've made this mess, clean it up yourself. Don't ask anyone else to do it. You heard that! " said Fajri with a commanding tone.

Vino grinned, laughing at his attitude.

"Behold if this happens again, I will give you a dark room sentence for an entire month. Aishh, you arrogant prisoner! " fajri continued as he walked out and hit the door of his detention room.

Vino smiled, then sighed seeing the results of his own actions.

People noticed him, he tidied up his own holding cell without telling anyone else.

"Well, the clerk made him clean his own cell. She's great! " said one of the other men.

Meanwhile, Maya noticed them as well. Maya smiles, remembering all the words Fajri and Vino had heard earlier.

***

Hasna waited for the locksmith who was trying to open the door of her house. He looks fine and doesn't think about his problems with Vino.

"Finish Miss! " excited the locksmith.

"OK, just replace it with a new doorknob. I'll go in, please do well sir" pinta Hasna.

He walked in and sat down on the sofa while sorting out the letter he picked up the moment he entered earlier.

A letter without the sender's name left him stunned. Hasna opened it and read.

{Your sacrifice is not finished, until we meet at our next meeting}

Hasna's eyes were round as she read it.

"Reprival? " murm Hasna.

"meeting? " he continued with all the questions he had in mind.

"Miss, I installed the doorknob with the code key, so it's practical and there's no need to worry about losing the key again. You just have to set the passcode" said the locksmith.

Hasna turned her head, she stood up and checked her work.

"Thank you sir, how do I set the password? " ask Hasna.

The locksmith taught it, but Hasna's brain couldn't let go of her mind about the canned letter.