My Beautiful Lawyer
105

Hasna stared at the rear-view mirror that showed a beam of light from Fajri's car.

"Sir, turn right in front! " pinta Hasna's.

The way to the parlour is actually to the left, but Hasna wants to outwit Fajri. He found out it was Fajri from his car license plate. Fajri followed him too closely.

The driver said he ran the car and took Hasna in the direction she asked. However, without a request from Hasna, the driver turned again towards the park near the swamp on the edge of the city.

Fajri frowned feeling astonished at the direction where Hasna was going. Meanwhile Hasna just silently looked at the driver who was driving the car while pointing a gun at him.

"Don't fight if you don't want to get hurt!" said the driver.

"What do you want? " ask Hasna who was trying to calm herself who was actually scared.

"Shut up! " calling that driver.

Hasna just shut up. The driver got out of the car and opened the back door. Hasna came out at gunpoint in front of her.

"What do you really want? " ask Hasna again.

"I said shut up! " the driver began to raise his tone.

Before long, the phone rang. He reached into his jacket and received a call from someone.

"Yes, I've brought him near the swamp on the edge of town. It's so late, nobody's following me" he said.

Hasna tried to listen to the voice of the person she called, but free, the sound of nature in the swamp made her inaudible.

"All right, I'll tie him up" said the driver.

Hasna panicked, she followed the driver away.

"No, don't tie it, I won't run! " slams Hasna.

"I SAID SHUT UP! " The driver spoke louder and louder.

Hasna was stunned, she chose silence. Looking at the driver's posture, Hasna felt she couldn't fight him. His body was tall, a little wide on the chest. How to put a gun as if you are accustomed and can play it.

Hasna wanted to investigate, she wanted to call someone to know the circumstances and whereabouts. He reached into his pants pocket to reach for the phone, but alas, he put the bangs in his bag earlier.

'Shit!' heart exclaim.

The driver took the rope and tied it, wrapped it tightly around Hasna's body.

"Who told you to? " Hasna was still trying to ask.

The driver looked at him, but did not answer.

"Who? At least I didn't die of curiosity" Hasna said.

"You won't die that easily" this time the driver answered.

But Hasna was very surprised to hear the man's words.

'This sound? Why do I feel familiar hearing it?' ask Hasna's heart.

He began to fidget, the memory of the dark period when Bima abused him began to recall. Cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"You're getting scared? " say the man.

Hasna did not dare to look at him.

"You who are a dozen this year look arrogant, now, this second, you feel afraid? " say the man.

Hasna was still avoiding her face that was starting to approach her body.

"You were supposed to die that night, but Bima was too stupid to do it all. He's too stupid! " said.

Hasna was getting scared, everything she said was something she hated.

Her tears began to flow, Hasna began to feel dizzy from remembering the dark period. Her chest of fireworks held back the cries and tightness.

"How did it feel to be free from death for a dozen years, and now you're about to restart those days?" whispers in Hasna's ears.

The man was surprised by Hasna's reaction, he retreated, but then smiled.

"Huhahahah! " his laughter rang out echoing in that desolate swamp.

"Please don't do anything to me. I'll give you money, just don't do that, please! " Hasna pleaded with her tears.

"Money? Hahahahahahahahah! " the man began to lose control.

She pulled Hasna's hair and spoke in front of her face.

"He gave me so much more, so I will serve him. Not to anyone" he said.

Hasna was crying continuously. He can't do anything. His feet were limp, the fear of the night was raised tonight. He was really afraid of it all coming back.

The man stood up and called back.

"It's too long, can't you hurry a little?" he yelled in annoyance.

The man let out a loud sigh, he looked around and felt something. His eyes wrinkled to confirm what he saw behind the bushes before him.

He started to move closer, though slowly. But the attack from Fajri came as fast as lightning. He hit the man right in the head.

The sturdy man fell down instantly. Fajri's breath was stinged because it expended all its energy to beat him.

Fajri kicks him to make sure he completely faints. Then his gaze turned to Hasna who was crying near the swamp.

Fajri ran and hugged her.

"It's okay, it's all done. I hit him" Fajri said, wiping his back.

"Fajri, Fajri! " Hasna held back her sobs.

Fajri is focused on unbinding her ties.

"She... said...! " Hasna can't talk very well.

"What did he say?" Fajri tried to respond calmly.

"He .. said.... I. must... experience... the same thing" Hasna's cry broke.

Fajri was surprised, he understood Hasna's words. But he couldn't bear to see Hasna so scared.

Fajri hugged her to make her calmer. He also cleared his mind to relate who had done this to Hasna.

While they were still calming down, the driver left with his car.

"Fajri! He's gone, Fajri! Stop him Fajri, otherwise he will do this to me again....! " slams Hasna.

Fajri hugged her tightly.

"No, he's gone. I know his face, my men will look for him. Be calm! " fajri said.

But that's not what he's going to do, he knows who's done this. He would just go to see her to ask her to stop all this.

Fajri drove Hasna back home. Arriving at her room, Hasna lay down, Fajri covered her. Then he was aware of Hasna's departure to the area.

"Oh yeah, where are you going these nights? Is there some urgent business? " ask Fajri while tidying up his blanket.

Hasna was just reminded of her intention to visit and stay at the orphanage. He recalled asking the driver to turn the other way to avoid Fajri. But instead he was saved by the person he was avoiding.

Hasna again hugged Fajri who was surprised by her sudden embrace.

"I'm sorry, sister, I promise I won't go again late at night" Hasna said.

Fajri is stunned, Hasna's attitude is the same as when Hasna made the same mistake of going out the night before the school exam first. Hasna fell down and made her hand hurt, so she postponed the test.

Fajri cried, remembering the past. He regretted everything that had happened in his life.

"Thank God you're okay. If not, I will die" said Fajri.

Hasna hugged him even tighter.