Revenge By Law's
ARTICLE 50

Regina looked at her picture together with Roy. They were at his brother Roy's birthday party. During this time Regina often refused to date him and used the busy work as her reason. However, when Roy's brother asked him directly to come, he could not refuse. At that moment, for the first time Roy could see his fiancee wearing a graceful dress. Therefore, he did not waste the opportunity and invited Regina to take pictures. It was the only photo of the two of them in a fairly close position.

Some colleagues saw Regina holding her picture with her late fiance blankly. They dare not rebuke him and give Regina a chance to remember her fiance.

Although he was staring at the photo, he was not remembering Roy or the moment when the photo was taken. His mind was still filled with his quarrel with Abi yesterday. On the one hand, he felt satisfied because he could vent his anger and defend his profession marwah who had fallen for the extreme work of his best friend for some time. He was also angry that Abi did not have the slightest empathy for Roy. But on the other hand, he was sorry. Surely the relationship they have been in since they were in Elementary School, has been damaged because of yesterday's incident. Regina also felt reluctant to meet him again.

It's just that, he still did not think, how could Abi not show his grief at all for Roy? Although they had been hostile for dozens of years, he should have felt lost because it meant that they had known each other for dozens of years as well.

“What about your fiance's funeral? You didn't accompany his family before his body was laid?” ask Iptu Nyoman, his superior, who just passed by from the front of Regina's desk.

“His funeral is simple, sir. It seems that because he died by suicide, only a few people treated him,” Regina replied casually. “And I'm no longer his fiancee. Before he died, our relationship had broken and I returned his ring. So, it's okay if anyone wants to ask me about it. I'll answer it as long as I know the answer.”

Regina deliberately amplified the volume of her voice so that her office friends could hear and not be as awkward as from the beginning she came to the office, but those who heard it even more awkward.

“You better rest first.”

“I'm really fine, sir. I'm healthy. There's nothing to worry about from me.”

“No, you need a break. Your emotions are unstable. Forcing yourself to work in conditions like this actually becomes a nuisance for your colleagues”

“But I -”

“No buts. Now, you go home and rest! It's order!”

Regina could not argue with her superior anymore. He picked up his bag and left his office feeling bad. During a dozen years of career in the police, only this time he was repatriated in the middle of duty hours to rest. But that's not what upset him, but because it was considered affected by Roy's death.

He knew that he had often hoped Roy would disappear from his life. Therefore, he felt evil and unworthy to grieve now, when his hopes had already materialized. Roy's teary eyes and withdrawing his compassion when they last met, always overshadowed his thoughts. Not to mention his guilty feelings every time the Roy family contacted him.

He rode his black dirt bike and drove it at a fairly high speed. A strong wind hit his eyes that were not covered by helmets. Refreshing and able to make him forget for a moment with the problem that now fills his mind.

Suddenly he braked his motor. Something suddenly came to his head. Then, he pulled out a cell phone and looked for a name. Brother Lidya! That's Roy's sister's name. He immediately contacted that name.

“Halo, Brother. Sorry to disturb you all of a sudden. I want to ask Brother and Sister's family something. It's for Roy's sake,” Regina said. His face looked a little nervous. “I want us to do an autopsy on the deceased. I suspect that he did not commit suicide, but was killed.”

                  *

“I am sure he was killed,” Abi told Rama who was sitting opposite him, in the visiting room. “If that's true, I've started to be able to read the groove.”

Rama, who had enjoyed their mother's hand-made klepon, which he brought to his brother but almost all he ate, raised his eyebrows in surprise at the brother's words.

“Killed? Can't the police know if it's suicide or not?”

Unfortunately, he had no power to file it. Regina who became the only hope, had already blatantly rejected it until they had to fight quite hard.

Rama nodded while licking his fingers covered in red sugar, though he still did not understand all the words of his brother. He downed the mineral water to push the valve that was still stuck in his neck.

“So, how's that groove you read?” rama asked after he finished drinking.

Abi opened his mouth before he saw his sister's face. He felt the topic he wanted to discuss did not match his interlocutor. “Keep it out now you won't understand.”

“Then, why did you tell me earlier?”

“Already, now tell me the results of your investigation into Benjiro,” Abi told her only sister.

Later, Rama recounted the results of his investigation which was greatly assisted by his lover, Shasha. The information that Dirga's boss had provided regarding that person was quite accurate. He added several things, such as the involvement of a man named Benjiro with one of the candidates for governor who will fight in the elections some time more.

Rama also managed to uncover an important fact, which is that Benjiro has been the main supplier of Mischa. Yes, unbeknownst to the public, Mischa is a big distributor among artists and officials. He is able to provide various types of drugs with high quality. Mischa is also the one who introduced Benjiro to important people in the country.

“Like symbiosis individualism. Benjiro supplies the best quality illicit goods to Mischa at a sloping price, and Mischa introduces influential people he knows to Benjiro.”

“Symbiosis mutualism,” correction Abi while slapping her sister's mouth softly.

“Ya, that's.”

“There's something else you found there? Which can be made as proof?”

“There. I've found out his alibi on the day when Abang was arrested and when the house was on fire,” Rama said. His finger was reaching for the coconut that was still stuck in his teeth. “I've taken a photo of the club's VIP guestbook. Usually, Benjiro must have come on Monday, the day when Abang was arrested. But he wasn't in the guest book that day. Then on Wednesday, the day of the fire, he did not come. It doesn't always come on Wednesdays. But in the guest book is the name Leoz Tan, a senior artist who is a subscription to Benjiro. Shasha said the only reason he came to the club was only to meet with Benjiro.

Abi stroked his chin while thinking. There was still a big wedge in his head. “Is the man's motive for killing Mischa drug-related or with important people?”

“O yes, there is something that I initially thought was not very important, but it seems I have to convey to Abang,” said Rama with a serious face.

“What is it?”

“A few days before Abang was arrested, Benjiro was almost arrested by a police officer on murder charges, but he was free because there was no evidence.”

“Who was killed?”

“I don't remember, and it just seems like a common criminal. All I remember is the police who arrested him,” explained Rama. His face became more serious. “She is Regina.”