Revenge By Law's
ARTICLE 71

Indira's eyes glazed over, as if preparing to shed a lot of tears. He never thought he would see Abi smash his phone in such a cruel way. The phone has a lot of beautiful memories. It was the first thing he bought from his first income.

“I don't know, people I've known so far are calm and elegant and put forward thinking before acting, can be impulsive and childish like that,” Indira said with a broken heart. He squatted slowly and touched the debris of his cell phone.

“Ma, sorry. I just thought if you picked him up, he would be able to track us down,” Abi said. He was confused because Indira had not shown his anger, only a feeling of sadness mixed with disappointment.

“What's why!? Even you yourself sold information about your whereabouts until we almost died earlier.” Indira was getting angry. He glared at her eyes as if he wanted to pounce on Abi.

“Eh, if it was, I would've predicted it. But, I have no plans if they find us here,” Abi said, still in a nervous tone.

Indira lifted the wreckage of her cell phone and left by banging her shoulder against Abi's shoulder to show how angry she was. He then carried the debris to a cafe bar with brighter lights to check on its condition.

After observing him for a while, he finally concluded that his phone could not be saved. At the very least, it can save the memory card where it stores a lot of important data. Suddenly he realized how old the phone was. Naturally, the age of the phone is more than five years, while the current development of smart phones is very fast. It was time to change his phone.

Suddenly his attention was distracted by a few people who had just entered the cafe. They wear all-black clothes with the face of a bouncer-style sangar that is usually in the movies. Their eyes seemed to be scanning around. Indira took the initiative to shy away from their views by subjecting the body. His premonition said they were looking for him and Abi. Fortunately, the cafe bartender was sensitive to the circumstances and told him to go inside to hide behind the bar.

Indira remembered Abi. He tried to peek towards their seat. But he could not see the man. He only saw a couple of lovers who the woman sat on the lap of the man and kissed him.

One of the newly arrived sangar-faced men touched the woman's shoulder, forcing her to stop her activity and turn around. Then the woman cursed because she felt her privacy was disturbed.

What surprised Indira was when the face of her partner was seen. It's not wrong, it's Abi. How could the man have made out with another woman when he had just left her?

“Sorry, did two people come to this place?” Another man came to the bartender who was hiding Indira.

“Many, Sir.”

“That is, one man, one woman.”

“This is indeed a cafe commonly visited by dating couples, sir. Most come in pairs.”

“Masa’ almost midnight like this still many people come? There must be a suspicious couple.”

The bartender seemed to think and shook his head. “Nothing suspicious. Not many couples have come in the last hour, but the average is our subscription. For example they.”

The man showed the couple a kiss earlier, one of which was Abi. Indira was completely confused by the current situation.

                  *

One minute earlier

Abi could only see Indira's walking back leaving her towards the bar while carrying the wreckage of her phone. Her lips looked for a straw in her glass of avocado juice. After one stroke, he realized that his drink was over.

He raised his hand to a servant girl who was behind him to tidy the table next door. A glass of warm drink seems to be very enjoyable to relax before returning to life as a prisoner. But, his eyes were sidetracked with the appearance of some black-clothed people from behind the darkness. The face of one of them he had seen as a car driver who was chasing them earlier.

“Open your jacket,” said the maid. Abi complied and opened his jacket. Then, the waiter immediately snatched it and put it under the table.

“What are you -”

Uncompleted Abi spoke, the maid sat on her lap, then put on her glasses and put a hairy object under her nose. It turns out that a fake mustache. Not just get there. When the creepy-faced men entered the cafe and one of them approached them, the maid kissed her lips.

“Bigger! You don't see what we're doing? Don't know manners!” maki the maid. The man retreated for a moment and was somewhat surprised by the clash.

But, because his comrades were staring at him, he did not want his pride to fall because of a woman. He replied by saying, “You brash, pervert in public places.”

“So, why? You want to report? For what crime? What's the reason?”

“Civilized in public places,” whispered Abi. “Article 281 KUHP.”

The female servant shut Abi's mouth while whispering, “Just be quiet!”

“Eh, for perverting in public places. Because..” The man opened his phone and searched the internet to forward his sentence. “Yes, article 281 KUHP, that is -”

“Not to read\, I know the contents.” The female servant cut off her interlocutor's speech again without any trepidation. “Whatever\, the kiss was an act of breaking decency? Let me teach you a moment\, the act of breaking decency is an act that violates the norms of decency\, especially the act related to kel*min\, or the body part that makes shame\, ' he said\, disgust or encourage others.. Does kissing use kel*min?”

Abi laughed as if mocking the woman's words. “It's not like that he meant, but -”

The female servant again silenced Abi's mouth trying to explain something with her hand.

“Stupid, is now the right time to boast about your cleverness?”

Fortunately, the black-clothed man did not notice them as he was busy looking for a reply for the maid's last words.

“You must also know that immoral crime is a complaint offense, meaning that it can be processed if there is a complaint from the victim. Now, show me where the victim is. ”

“Stop misleading people. It was the adultery,” whispered Abi who was ignored by the maid.

“That should be reported it is you. You are just raiding someone else's property. Article 257 paragraph (1). Even the authorized apparatus alone must show a warrant.”

“That article only applies if they force their way into a house, a closed room or a closed yard. While the cafe which is a public place is not included,” whispered Abi who could not bear to not correct the brutality of the maid in discussing chapter by chapter.

“Mistress,” shouted the bartender at the maid. It turned out that he was not just an ordinary waitress, but a cafe owner. “Do we have to call the police?”

The bartender's words were powerful to scare the men in black. No need to wait any longer, they decided to leave. After all, it seemed like what they were looking for wasn't there.

“Why didn't you threaten them in the first place to report to the police like your employee did?” abi asked with an annoyed face. “Wear the support of arguing about the law.”

“I just want to emulate what you used to do. Hows it? Looks kind of shitty, doesn't it? That's how you have been all this time.”

“But I'm not stupid like you.”

Meanwhile, Indira just came out of hiding and was astonished to see the very familiar interaction between Abi and the female servant.

“Who is he?” whispers of Indira to Abi.

The woman heard and immediately stuck her hand out at Indira. “Include, Rinjani. One of the people who made the Evening Advocate retired.”