My Beautiful Lawyer
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The sun had not yet appeared, but Hasna had already taken a bath and was preparing to leave Fajri's house. He looked at himself in Fajri's mirror. He looked around the simple room.

"He's not very good at home. Free to gratify this" muttered Hasna.

His gaze stopped on a small crate that was on the table by the bed.

"This pig? " murm Hasna.

The coffin that the Great gave them. Each one gets a box. A small crate to store very important items.

"My bucket was broken, when Bima threw it. What is he hiding here? "

Hasna tried to open it. His eyes were round as the chest opened and showed a pile of photos of Hasna from childhood until graduation.

"I? "

Hasna saw one photo at a time, some photos were taken secretly. Hasna smiled as she looked at the pose of herself waiting for Fajri to pick her up at school.

"He's got a nice camera since High School, but where did he get my childhood photos? "

Hasna was just talking to herself. He returned all his pictures and tidied up the crate.

It's not strange, she knows Fajri's feelings since High School. But in order to appreciate Great and everyone, as well as himself, he ignored her. Choose not to accept feelings from anyone.

Suddenly Hasna fell silent as she stared at the window. He saw the shadow of a man standing near his car. Hasna walked out slowly and found out who the man was.

"Gosh, he knows I'm here" Hasna muttered upon learning that it was Nendi.

Hasna opened the door and caught him. Nendi, who was too sleepy, could not quickly hide and finally froze as Hasna grabbed her jacket.

"Who told you to? " ask Hasna.

Nendi remained silent, but her hand attempted to remove Hasna's hand from her jacket. Hasna began to be overwhelmed, inexhaustible, she hit Nendi's head with the other hand.

"Ouch! " sluff Nendi.

Hasna kicked him in the leg and knocked him down. Nendi fell to the ground and resigned as Hasna's feet stomped her feet.

"Who?" ask Hasna again.

Gleck...

Nendi couldn't stop it.

Not long after, Fajri came to change clothes. He was stunned to see Hasna stomping on the feet of a man.

"What's this about? " asked Fajri while trying to get a weapon out of his suit.

"No, it's nothing. Come inside! " answered Hasna without seeing it.

Fajri was astonished by Hasna's reply as if she didn't want him to interfere.

"OK! " Fajri expressed the intention of taking a weapon and walking casually into the house.

Hasna waited for him to close the door, then she started to press his footing.

"www! " said Nendi in pain.

"Say, or do you want him to get out of the house and put a gun to your head? " camera Hasna.

Nendi still closed her mouth.

"Ohhh, so you're not going to say it? " Hasna loosened her footing.

Nendi took the opportunity, she stood up quickly and tried her hardest to run away from him.

But Fajri's hand had already grabbed his arm before he could run far. Casually, Hasna folded her hands and looked at him from a distance.

Nendi gave up and followed all their wishes. Fajri dragged her to sit on the chair. Hasna approached and began to ask again.

"Who? " ask Hasna while glancing at Fajri.

Fajri notices her, but she keeps quiet following Hasna's path.

"Sir Vino, your husband" replied Nendi lightly.

Hasna's face changed. While Fajri continued to look at the two free in turn.

***

Vino talks to the lawyer he appointed to help him get out of jail sooner. They discussed in the visiting room.

Soon a trusted officer came and whispered something to him.

Vino's eyes were round, he looked at the officer.

Lawyer Kamal looked at him.

"There's guests? " ask Kamal.

"Yes, my wife. Sorry, we can talk about this again tomorrow" Pinta Vino said.

"All right! " kamal said smilingly to see the carefree Vino coming to his wife.

Kamal stood up and left. His steps came to a halt as he passed Hasna who walked briskly past him. Kamal who was amazed and always followed all the congregations that Hasna conducted, just looked at him. He never said hello, let alone talked.

"He looks upset" Kamal muttered then left.

Meanwhile, Vino tidied his hair to welcome Hasna's arrival. He looked towards Hasna's arrival.

"Darling! " vino exclaimed as he spread both his hands asking for a hug.

Hasna stopped quite far from him. Vino was astonished but then approached and hugged her.

"I miss you! " whispered Vino.

Hasna was shocked, her face flushed red at the whisper of Vino being deliberately brought directly to her ear.

"You brought breakfast for me? " ask Vino while taking off the hug and holding her hand.

But Hasna let him go. Vino stared at him.

"What's wrong? " ask Vino gently.

"I don't know what to ask" Hasna said, adjusting her breathing.

"What's? " ask Vino as she approaches and speaks softly.

Hasna tried to look him in the eye.

"You got someone to stalk me?" asked Hasna with a face full of disappointment.

Vino releases Hasna's hand.

"I've guessed, he's an amateur" Vino instead complained about Nendi's performance.

Hasna is still in disbelief with Vino's words.

"What do you mean to do this? " ask Hasna upset.

"I wanted to know my wife's activities while I was in prison, so I had the reporter tail you" Vino replied resentfully.

"You know best how uncomfortable it is to live in someone's tail. Then why did you do that to me? " Hasna raised her tone of voice.

Vino stood up and grabbed onto both of Hasna's shoulders. He tries to resist but Vino still tries to direct Hasna's body to face him.

"Listen, I was just curious about what you were doing. There is no other intention. I'm sorry, huh? " said Vino put on a plain face.

Hasna sighed, she still did not want to accept Vino's excuse.

"Well, I'm gonna cheat on you and get you proof that I'm not a good wife. That way it'll be a lot easier for us to get divorced when you get out of jail" Hasna said.

Hasna instead showed her annoyance by concluding another reason about Vino's actions.

"That's not what I want" said Vino.

"But I want it that way" Hasna said.

"Darling! " Vino tried to persuade.

"Nendi, your journalist friend hasn't given me any information yesterday, has he? I'll tell you last night I was staying at Fajri's house. I slept in his bed and.... "

Vino brushed Hasna's hand away and turned around unwilling to listen to her words again. Hasna fell silent, she swallowed her saliva to continue her free wreath that would upset Vino.

"I slept with him" Hasna continued.

Vino turned around with eyes staring at him. Hasna shifted her eyes.

"So much did your desire kill my feelings for you? So you say something painful like this" said Vino.

"That was my last night, because Nendi got caught and couldn't see you, so I told you, you want to know your wife's activities, right? " Hasna was being annoying.

Vino's face was red because he was very angry to hear Hasna's words. He left the room, slamming the door hard.

Hasna's body jolted in shock at the sound of the door. His hands were trembling, he had just seen Vino's angry demeanor like that. He sat down and rubbed his face with both hands.

"He's very angry" Hasna muttered.

The room became quiet.