My Beautiful Lawyer
72

Hasna was released and released from prison after all the considerations that showed all the services she gave on the other side of her actions. He was not allowed to return to being a lawyer. The court's decision froze his permission.

Fajri picks her up in the car he borrowed from Armand. Hasna stared at the scene outside the window. Every now and then Fajri looked at her, understanding that Hasna was still thinking about her work.

"I've been preparing for a beach vacation for this one week, I'm taking a leave of absence. We will have a full vacation" said Fajri.

"I can't" Hasna replied briefly as well without turning her head.

Fajri.

"Why? " ask Fajri wonder.

"I have a job" Hasna said.

"job? " ask Fajri wonder.

"Aren't you. " continued Fajri.

"Not investigating anything, another job. You don't need to know, you're gonna be so annoying because you're gonna ask me this and make me feel free" Hasna said.

"You know I've always been, but you never explained everything you planned or what you were going to do...."

Unfinished Fajri spoke, Hasna had already hit his hand which was holding the steering wheel of the car.

"www! It hurts! " sluff Fajri.

"You've started to be like a father, chatty and.... "

Hasna's complaint kept herself quiet. Fajri stopped the car.

"We're going to see Dad, I'm going to throw it all at him" Fajri said.

He drove his car to the funeral.

***

Meanwhile in prison. Vino gets a visit from Armand that will give him bad news.

Vino arrives at the attendant and sits in front of Armand.

Armand watched him, no more bruises on his face and arms. His face also began to brighten and radiant. He did not have the heart to provide divorce papers from Hasna.

"Today Hasna got out of jail, the guards gossiped about her" Vino said.

Armand rounded his eyes at Vino's words.

"I'm happy, at least I'm not going to worry anymore that he's getting bad treatment from his roommate" Vino explained.

Armand's getting awkward.

"She must have been in her house, told her she could just move into my house and wait for me there" Vino felt Hasna would be waiting for him.

"Vino" cried Armand interjected his words.

"Hmmm? " Vino answered.

"I'm here to give you this letter and ask for your signature as your consent to divorce Hasna Maulida Fadilah" Armand said.

Although it was very heavy coming out of his mouth, but Armand had to do it.

Vino was speechless staring at the file Armand had given him on the table. Her tears fell, she cried without sobbing.

Armand felt very guilty.

"I'm sorry, he asked me to take care of all this after him..... "

"Where should I sign? " ask Vino interrupting Armand's words.

Gleck... Armand was getting uncomfortable with the situation he was in right now.

"Here" said Armand, pointing to the bottom right side of the paper.

With eyes closed for a moment, Vino took a deep breath then signed his divorce papers. He stood up and turned towards the entrance of the prison, without saying goodbye and turned his head again at Armand.

Armand sighed, he lowered his head feeling extremely uneasy towards Vino. He tidied up his bag and walked out of the room.

***

Hasna got out of the car after Fajri parked her in front of Hasna's house.

Fajri took out all the things he bought for Hasna. Finished putting everything in front of the door, a phone call came and kept him busy grabbing the phone in his pocket.

Hasna silently watched his behavior.

"Hallo! " said Farji.

[Hallo Sir! Venus is at the location, waiting for orders from you sir] said his men.

Hasna heard him because the phone was loud.

Hasna raised both eyebrows.

"Don't go anywhere before I go back" Fajri said, handing over the keys to the house Hasna had left.

"I can't wait for you, you can come back tomorrow" Hasna said slightly complaining.

"Then, tell me where you're going. Don't hide anything else from me, watch out! " fajri said as he walked backwards towards his car.

Hasna didn't care, she unlocked the house.

Tet.....

Fajri's car horn rang many times. Hasna looked over and covered her ears.

"Jawab yes! " excited Fajri.

Hasna sighed loudly.

"Yes, are you satisfied? " obviously Hasna said it in annoyance.

But Fajri smiles hearing she still complies with him.

As Fajri left, Hasna put in a plastic bag containing groceries and items Fajri bought for her.

Until the last bag he was about to grab, a neatly dressed black man stood before him. Hasna's eyes were round, she recognized him.

"You! " said Hasna.

"Hi Miss Hasna Maulida Fadilah, I am Keanu from the renowned Law Firm Reaves Law Firm" he said, offering a handshake.

Hasna looked at her hand for a moment and then remembered where she had seen the man.

Keanu smiled at Hasna who was clearly remembering.

"I'm following your case, I've always been a visitor to your trial" Keanu reminded.

Hasna frowned, she agreed with his words and remembered them.

"Can we talk for a while over coffee? " bring Keanu.

Hasna was silent for a moment looking into Keanu's eyes preparing with Hasna's answer.

"Cafe that provides good coffee, quite far from here" said Hasna.

"I'm taking the car, we can go wherever you want" Keanu said with a smile.

"You're a cheap smile" Hasna said flatly.

He took his bag and locked the door. Keanu shows her where he parked his car and lets Hasna walk first.

Hasna walked over confidently and got into her car after Keanu opened the car door for her.

They went to the cafe Hasna meant.

***

Meanwhile in prison, Vino sits in a cell staring at a wall that blocks his freedom. He throws a tennis ball against the wall which he then catches back and he throws it again and so on.

Other residents were doing activities together in the hall. The sound of his ball toss echoed out, an officer came and rebuked him.

"You should have joined the others in the hall" he said as he approached.

Vino caught the ball and stopped, he glanced but did not answer the officer in the least.

"I can't give you a free exemption, Mr. lawyer" the officer said, squatting on his side.

"What's the price for my exclusion?" ask Vino.

The attendant smiled, feeling happy that Vino understood what he meant.

"How much, according to the price of a lawyer's "bank" replied the officer.

*Panai, the term dowry in some areas commonly given to brides as a wedding gift.

This term they use in this prison to ask for wages from the facilities to be given to the person who pays.

Ama as the term suggests, their large "soldier" depends on the position of the person they will be special to. Vino's lawyer has to pay quite a lot so he can get the best facilities.

"Nepotism" said Vino.

The officer looked.

"It is always there anywhere, of course even a dirty place like this" continued Vino.

The officer stood up and looked outside the cell, hearing Vino's words. Afraid of anyone hearing especially the prison chief.

"If you don't want to pay, don't talk. You can screw things up" said the officer.