Not Laila Majnun
Early encounter

Laila looked happy when she saw a man who looked like a parlente coming. He rushed to the man with a hand that seemed to want to hug him to complain about the fate he faced but the man with split hands immediately raised both hands.

"Retreat La", his orders

"Help my brother Zainal....!" laila said as she took a few steps back by cupping her hands together in front of her chest. He was crying sobbing.

"Sit down first...! The sweet man looked around the room.

Doni looked at his brother's gaze at the man who looked like a superior. He believes his brother is after the man. Handsome and rich. Maybe in a dream can manifest his desire.

Doni then compared her to the man who had beaten her. His tall and stocky body was visible from the muscles of his hands that were poking out. Her face was sweet black with a sturdy jaw and her eyes looked like an eagle. His hair was a little splashed, partly covered his forehead and it looked macho and cool instead. Two buttons of the top shirt open and slightly show his chest that field. His shirt sleeves were rolled up half an arm until it looked like his muscles were stocky. It really looked different and that's the definition of a man who should be according to Doni.

"Bang Lukman..? The dapper man greeted as if in disbelief and wanted to convince himself. Lukman did not answer him with words, he just moved his chin towards the middle-aged woman who looked haughty.

" How did it go?" The man sat near Mr. Dirman.

"He took my wallet. This little boy needs to be punished and I'm going to file a lawsuit against this self-service because it's not safe here. It must have been planned by the supermarkets and the kids are as reliable as him. You lure customers to come here and pick their wallets. Cih.. cheesy trick!" said grunt.

Everything seemed tense, how could the woman in front of them think that far, the matter would be complicated if this was the story.

"Mr Carla, be patient.Let's hear how it happened!" said Mr. Dirman to a woman named Miss Carla who immediately melengos.

"Lukman, how'd that happen ?" continued Mr. Dirman.

" I was walking towards Musolla. Then I heard people in the parking lot screaming 'copet-copet' I ran after a teenager who was running while hugging something. When I got it I saw him holding a woman's purse but because he kept fighting and tried to escape I was forced to hit him hard, "Lukman explained the beginning of the incident

"What's your name young man?" ask Zainal

"Doni" the teenager replied briefly

" You pickpocketed this mother's purse?"

" Yes "Obviously it turns out he answered honestly without having to be press and forced.

"Did one of us tell you to do this?" Zainal

"I can't believe it. I'm sure you're in cahoots" Carla interjected with a shout.

"Do you know I'm the mayor's brother. I'm going to bring the case to my sister and bring it to justice." Carla continued

"We can negotiate it well, ma'am" Mr. Dirman spoke.

"Why ? are you guys scared ? If this case gets to court, you yourself will lose. People will definitely not want to shop here anymore and you will go bankrupt" his lips grinned.

"Mom can't accuse us so recklessly, what kind of evidence do you have for that senseless accusation of motherhood?" zainal said he was provoked by emotion.

"Otherwise? it's obvious. This brat is the younger brother of this self-service officer. You must have planned it."

"Nobody told me to. I did it of my own accord" said Doni, refuting Carla's words.

"Be quiet, boy!! Your parents definitely didn't educate you well until their son became a delinquent like you..!"

"How dare you speak disrespectfully to an older person, "bu Carla was about to stand up to come to Laila.

BRAKKK!!!!

Lukman kicked the table, leaving everyone in the room shocked. Bu Carla who was surprised immediately sat back while rubbing her chest.

Lukman looked at Carla's mom carefully. "It doesn't matter if you want to go through the law"

He then turned to Zainal, "Call your lawyer and let him take care of it!" His voice loudly boomed.

Zainal then took his hape and searched the name of his family lawyer. He pressed the name M lutfi SH then attached the hp to his ear.

"Wait first! how about we make peace. I will not sue you as long as you compensate me for 10 million. That's more profitable isn't it ?"

"Yes, Mr. Lutfi, I'm Zainal." Zainal spoke directly to the family's lawyer and his company.

"Look at Mr. Lutfi, there was a teenager who pickpocketed in the supermarket parking area."

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"Already, the culprit has been arrested but the problem is that the victim said that the supermarket has a share and has planned everything to trap the customers here. He insisted on taking the matter to court or seeking ten million in damages"

Zainal frowned, "emmm.... So we can sue back?"

"Pollution of good name"

"False allegations "

"blackmail"

"oohh. good good. Thank you, Mr. Lutfi. I'll call you back if I have to go to court".

Zainal stopped the phone and looked at Carla.

"I'm not going to take this matter to court but you have to compensate me 10 million. That's very little money for this swarm of selfies. And you have nothing to lose because there will be no sloping news about self-service. How's it?"

The middle-aged woman said with a grin.

Mr. Dirman then showed his laptona screen to Zainal. Zainal looked closely at that face, exactly the same as Ms. Carla's face despite looking a little younger and her makeup was a bit of a village. Mr. Dirman and Zainal discussed briefly to make a decision.

"All right, let's take this case through the law" said Mr. Dirman in a calm voice.

"You can't go around like that y!" Now the woman looked frightened but still tried to look sad and as if she could turn things around because she had baking.

" Do you remember this?" mr. Dirman flipped the screen of his laptop so that everyone present could see it.

On the laptop screen is seen a photo of a younger looking bu carla holding a watch and above it there is a large inscription using the capital letter SUSPECT 34 and below it is written the name Siti Maysaroh.

Seeing that, Carla who has the real name Maysaroh immediately pale. A few years ago he stole a watch at this convenience store but the fate of him was caught. At that time he was only warned without having to pay a fine like the rule should be to pay ten times the price of the stolen goods. Seeing the culprit is a person who is old enough and claims to have no one the self-service is kind enough to take it off with just a warning.