
Fajri stared at the file in front of him.
"A nameless person sent it, he put it in the mailbox. This morning it was Udin who gave thanks" said Beno.
"It's all about the prostitution business of classy people. Someone is taking advantage of lonely entrepreneurs whose wives are busy with their business. This guy's trying to show how they play, but not show who he is"
"She gave it away in a stealthy way. Surely he also just wanted to hide the identity of the perpetrator" Beno came to his own conclusions.
"This business has been around for a long time, it's hard for officers to touch it. The law seems to be tough in handling this case. Because some important people are also involved. I'm just wondering, who's messing around sending this data so many times to our office"
Fajri looked towards the window. Beno looked at him, but he felt strange because he did not get an answer when he looked at the window. He returned to work on his laptop.
~Who has always helped me? At first I thought he was Hasna. But even when Hasna was in the hospital she kept sending it. He intensely sent it. Whether it's the Wahyudin case, until this classy prostitution case. Hasna may not have time to do all this. Or is someone helping him?~ Fajri's mind can't focus.
He was trying to think about how everything flowed from the beginning. But it always finds a dead end and then these letters give it a way to open the case and solve it.
"Sometimes I feel like I'm useless as a criminal detective. These letters that guided me to do it all" Fajri's faith diminished.
"Not really, you've been trying hard. Although the case of Dudung feels very easy at the end of the session. It was as if all the evidence had been arranged and referred to him. Thinking positively, he helps without asking for anything in return we've been very lucky" Beno gave encouragement.
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Vino took a towel and wiped his whole body after taking a bath. He came out and found Hasna had just come out of his room. She covered the body part under her stomach for fear Hasna was embarrassed to look at her.
Hasna went to the kitchen and took a glass of water. He gulped down a glass of water with his thirst. As if he had run far away. Vino.
"You're having nightmares again?" ask Vino.
Hasna sighed then looked at him. He nodded then gulped down the remaining water in his glass until it ran out.
"That dream might be lost if you tell it. I can listen to you" said Vino.
He was eager to help Hasna overcome her fears. But as if it was just a pleasantries as usual, Hasna did not take it seriously.
"Replace it inside, I'll take a shower" Hasna said, switching the conversation.
"Ok, I'm not forcing. See, when we get married, I'll force you to do it all. Even with your nightmare story"
Vino grumbled into the room, but Hasna just stared at him. He walked to the bathroom and then cleaned himself up, although the sweat still came out a little in his head as it ran quite a distance earlier today.
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Bima asked his men to warn Hasna to leave Vino. But his men who were watching Hasna's house reported everything he saw early this morning.
"What's? He went to the officer's office and returned when it was still dark. Running?" ask Bima.
"Yes sir, I followed him. He put a newspaper in the mailbox of the criminal department. I didn't have time to take it because one of the officers knew of its existence. But he managed to hide, I was forced to hide sir" explained his men.
Bima kicked the table, she got upset and hung up.
"So all this time he gave information to the Great boy. Where did he get all that. Who is this kid really?"
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Vino was waiting for him in the car, Hasna came out with an old ash blazer and matching pants. Vino could not turn his eyes away because he could always be fascinated by Hasna. She smiled and opened the car door for him.
Hasna did not react. He just sat down and checked back the files he had to bring.
"You've just come in, but you've been very busy" Vino lamented.
"I have to submit the results of the officer's investigation to Frans, I also have to watch the trial of another case. Today will be busy" replied Hasna who was still checking her bag.
"You're taking your laptop to the office?" ask Vino.
Hasna doesn't usually have her laptop.
"Ouh, you're afraid someone's stealing again. Your place is no longer safe. You just move into my apartment. No one's been occupying after I moved into dad's house"
Vino continued to talk while driving, Hasna ate her breakfast sandwich and occasionally stuffed Vino's mouth with food to avoid talking much. But still, Vino kept talking until Hasna kissed him on the cheek to get out of the car.
Vino stared at Hasna's departure, he still felt awkward with her attitude. Although on the other hand he was very happy with Hasna who was now starting to get closer to him.
"What's your secret? What kind of nightmare makes you wake up in the middle of the night? How much pain makes you so cold like this Hasna? What's your plan? Is marrying me part of your plan?"
Vino turned the car back on and left.
"It's okay Hasna, I'm willing to be part of your plan. As long as I'm always with you" Vino murmured during the trip to his new law office.
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Frans asked Hasna to come to court directly after she put the file she asked for on her desk.
Hasna left immediately, she arrived at the court in time. But Bima pulled him into a quiet room and strangled his neck.
Hasna sighed hard enough in surprise. His body was clearly trembling and uncontrollable as he looked at Bima's eyes. Remembering everything he did to her. Hasna's breath was stinged as her neck was suffocating quite strongly.
"I told you, leave town. Why did you go back to Vino? What are you planning?"
Bima spoke right in front of Hasna's face which started to blush holding back the pain in her neck. The pressure of Bima's hands grew louder and made her squirm.
Instead of feeling the pain in his neck. Hasna tried to fight her fear of Bima. The body that was initially trembling and limp, began to move touching Bima's hands and waist. Hasna clasped Bima's hands and waist to make her let go of her neck.
Bima survives, but Hasna's long fingernails begin to pierce her skin and make cuts. Bima let go of his strangulation by slightly throwing Hasna.
Hasna bounced towards a table. The sound of the fall made an officer inspect the room. He saw Hasna sitting on the floor breathing heavily.
"What are you doing in this room, miss? This is the witness room" he said, helping Hasna stand up.
Bima sneaked out as the officer helped Hasna. He got away again. Hasna stared at her disappearance without showing the officer. He smirked that being satisfied had been able to control his fear. It can also make Bima scared with his actions.