My Beautiful Lawyer
26

Hasna and Vino finish eating, he drives her to the apartment because Vino does not bring his motorbike. Hasna just got out of her car and switched seats. Vino held his hand.

"Will you come by for a minute? I have something for you" asked Vino.

Hasna smiled and nodded. He's coming with Vino upstairs. Vino held his hand, Hasna silently let him.

They enter Vino's house, Hasna is asked to sit and wait, while Vino takes something he wants to give Hasna.

Vino took out a ring box in his closet. He's taking Hasna seriously tonight. He came back and saw Hasna smiling at him.

Vino sat down beside him and faced his face. He opened the ring box.

"This is the gift I want, marry me. No need to date or get engaged. We get married and live together forever" Vino said.

Hasna was not surprised, it was the same ring she was about to give last year while still an intern at her mother's friend's law office. Hasna smiled at his request.

"Vino, come on, you know what my answer is, right?" Hasna refused with a joke.

Vino looked down miserably, Hasna stopped laughing and looked at him.

"I'm sorry Vino. It means this way, I'm really not ready" Hasna said feeling guilty.

"All right, I'm fine. Am I used to being rejected by you? I'll be fine. Just relax" said Vino after taking a deep breath.

He smiled and switched the conversation. Vino stood up leaving Hasna to take a drink for him. Hasna becomes unpleasant because she always considers Vino's love confession as a joke.

Hasna approached Vino who grabbed a glass in the cupboard. Hasna stood too close to Vino's side. His elbow accidentally hit Hasna's head hard.

"Awwww!" exclaim Hasna in pain.

Vino grabbed him and rubbed his head. He regretted his elbow about Hasna's head.

"ill? It's your own fault" Vino blamed Hasna instead.

Hasna rounded her eyes feeling resentful of being blamed. Vino should have apologized and stroked his head.

"It's your fault, why are you short!" vino said with a smile.

Hasna's eyes were getting rounder, she hit Vino, but she dodged. He ran away and Hasna chased him. Hasna's legs were wrapped in a fur carpet when passing through Vino's bed. He almost fell on the table by the bed, but Vino grabbed him by the waist and managed to pull him into the bed and they fell together.

Hasna looked down on Vino, they looked at each other and were silent. Hasna's breathing gasped for exhaustion chasing Vino. While Vino was busy staring at Hasna's red lips.

"I love you" said Vino.

Hasna was surprised, she lowered her gaze from Vino's eyes. But he instead looked at Vino's lips which were slowly approaching his. Hasna wanted to get up from her position. But Vino still hugged her. Hasna forced to get up and they sat down after Vino took off his embrace.

They were silent to each other, Hasna did not like this awkward atmosphere. She stood up to say goodbye, but Vino pulled her hand and kissed her lips. Hasna sat on Vino's lap in his arms.

Hasna thought about rejecting it. But over time he felt comfortable. Hasna opened her eyes and looked into Vino's eyes. She took off her kiss and hugged Hasna tightly.

Hasna comforts herself in Vino's arms. But he saw a picture frame on Vino's bed table. Initially unclear, but over time the photo began to clearly show Vino who was still Junior High, standing side by side with Bima Sebastian. Hasna was surprised, she looked at her hand which was holding onto Vino's shoulder.

"I'm thirsty!" hasna said restraint.

Vino let go of his embrace and let Hasna sit on the bed. He went to get a glass of water for Hasna. But his ringing phone made him go out onto the balcony to receive it.

Hasna approached the picture frame, then stared deeply at the faces of Vino and Bima. Hasna covered her mouth with her other hand. He dropped the picture frame on the carpet. He backed off and left Vino's house.

Hasna left in her car. He sped up to stop near the small pier he often passed by. His breathing was stingy, he was holding his chest with a look of pain. Hasna cries loudly knowing Vino is the son of Bima Sebastian. His love is the son of the man he nicknamed 'devil'. The man who ruined his life.

Heavy rain outside, as if to add to the feeling of Hasna that night. Hasna even roared to call out the names of her mother and father for feeling so hurt. He can't help it.

Meanwhile Vino comes down and asks the apartment guard about Hasna.

Vino runs up to the lobby terrace. He stared at the streets that were being drenched in heavy rain. He tried to call Hasna but he didn't pick her up.

"Where is he, why did he suddenly leave? Is everything okay?" vino Gumam.

Hasna's phone continued to vibrate, until when Fajri who called, fell and his phone accidentally received Fajri's call.

"Hey Hasna, where are you? Shouldn't we talk about Nabila's case?" fajri.

But he only heard Hasna's roar calling his mother and father.

"Hey, why? Where're you?" Fajri's worried.

He could hear nothing but Hasna's crying voice. Fajri hangs up his phone and checks the GPS link he once intercepted from Hasna to track whereabouts.

Beno looked at him, he was astonished by Fajri's extremely anxious face.

"What's wrong?" ask Beno.

"No, there's nothing" Fajri replied.

He stood up and walked out. Then stop for a moment.

"Take my dad home. Tell me I have to go, I'll tell you" cried Fajri.

He stopped the taxi in heavy rain and told the driver to where Hasna was, according to GPS instructions. Fajri finds it, he sees Hasna's car parked on the side of the road. He paid for his cab and got out. Fajri peeked and saw Hasna still bowing in the steering wheel.

Fajri came in and shrugged Hasna's shoulders. He looked at Fajri with eyes still crying.

"What's wrong? Why crying? You injured?" fajri asked by examining Hasna's hands and feet.

But Hasna just cried and said nothing.

"Tell me, what's the matter.You're worrying me!" Fajri.

Hasna was crying harder. Fajri couldn't bear it, he hugged her tightly. Hasna's crying voice did not subside. Fajri tried to hold her in his arms even though the rain was pouring some of his back. Although his ears were quite clumsy to hear the sound of Hasna's cry as well as the sound of rain.

She stroked Hasna's hair slowly. Shortly after Hasna began to shut up, the rain also subsided. Fajri took off his arms and let Hasna sit leaning back in the steering chair.

Fajri scratched his head looking at Hasna who lowered her gaze down. She didn't understand why Hasna was so hysterically crying. He sighed and asked Hasna to shift to the chair next to him. While Fajri sat in the steering wheel and started his car. They also went home.

Fajri stopped at Hasna's doorstep. He looked at Hasna who was still silent all the way. Fajri got out and opened the car door. Hasna did not move. Fajri sighed, he pulled his arm and escorted her.

Right in front of the door, he forgot the key. Hasna remained motionless. Fajri stared at the blazer and his bag. She remembers Hasna always taking the keys out of her bag. He opened his bag and searched the house for the key. He got it and opened the door.

Hasna entered, she immediately closed the door without caring about Fajri whose head was almost in a collision with the door. Fajri stared at Hasna's bag he was holding then switched on the key that was still hanging outside.

"Gosh, he's this really! What makes it like this" complained Fajri.

He was about to enter but was reminded of Hasna's phone which he saw was near her feet in the car. Fajri returns to the car and retrieves it, while locking the car.

He saw eight missed calls from Vino. Fajri thought, he understood now, Hasna was crying because of Vino.

"What did this jerk do to Hasna?" Fajri is upset and puts Hasna's phone in his bag.

Fajri comes in and puts it all on the table. But Hasna had to lock the door. He knocked on his bedroom door.

"Hasna, you need to lock your door. Someone will come in" cried Fajri.

There's no answer. Fajri knocked again but there was still no answer. He opened the door of his room and saw Hasna already put on her blanket. Forced to stay and sleep on the sofa outside. He was worried that someone might enter his house. More worried if Hasna went out of the house again without his knowledge.