
In video.
Bu Rina's eyes were staring in an indeterminate direction. Ms. Rina with a face of regret, fear, anger and doubt, slowly spoke of all the things she saw.
That morning, before she took a bath, she went back to Nara's room to confirm her son's condition. But her steps stopped when she saw her husband standing near the mattress and was about to strangle her son.
He wanted to prevent it, but he remembered the words of a family of the same hospital patient about him who could not bear the situation of his son. He only spent time and energy fighting for their child's illness.
Ms. Rina's step back and she closed her eyes and ears as her husband strangled Nara. Intentionally the water machine he turned on so as not to hear the crying sound of Nara in pain.
His tears flowed, he tried to toughen up and return to activity. Resisting pain and regret, begging their Lord to be forgiven for letting their child be hurt.
Everyone was shocked by Bu Rina's confession from the video. Bu Rina shed tears without a sedu sedan. Mr. Wahyudin was wounded sitting in the witness box with his hands clasped.
Hasna sighed.
"They're both irresponsible parents. Eliminating their child for lack of it" Hasna said after the video ended.
He walked to the witness box and sat down while whispering to Mr. Wahyudin.
"It would be better if you killed yourself, wouldn't you?" hasna said with a grin.
Mr. Wahyudin bowed, his eyes round. He remembered that phrase. Slowly he lifted his head to once again stare at Hasna who was behind him walking towards his desk.
Hasna deliberately said the sentence straightforwardly despite whispering. He avenged his heartache on Mr. Wahyudin who incidentally is a distant brother.
Mr. Wahyudin was once asked for help to find a solution to the misfortune that befell Hasna. But Mr. Wahyudin, who was not married at the time, said painful things and advised Hasna's parents to commit suicide.
Hasna's first case, Mr. Wahyudin who accidentally became the case. The first revenge he had. As long as the Judge declared the sentencing verdict for Mr. Wahyudin and Ms. Rina, Hasna smiled mockingly at him. Mr. Wahyudin looked down embarrassed not to dare to look at him.
He remembered and remembered Hasna's name. The faces of his mother and father who were sad at the thought of Hasna's fate were clearly visible in his mind. He also regretted having suggested suicide on them.
Mr. Wahyudin was sentenced to life for allegedly planning the murder of his daughter. Ms. Rina was sentenced for helping the killer.
The trial is over, no one loses, no one wins. Frans looked at Hasna who was tidying her files into her bag. Hasna accidentally saw him staring at her.
He smiled and approached.
"You're not focusing on the case, sir. I think vacation is the best solution. During the day, I heard Mom complaining because it had not been a vacation" said Hasna.
Frans rounded his eyes, there was a strange feeling he felt from the way Hasna spoke. From what he said everything was normal but the way he looked and smiled as if mocking his mistake.
"Yes, thank you for your advice!" answer Frans.
He went and got out of the courtroom. While Hasna was still there, sitting in the guest chair and following the next sessions.
As always, take note of all existing cases and see how each lawyer "fights".
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The night is late. Hasna is still tidying up the files she learned from the cases her senior handled. A man opened the door and appeared to slightly pop out his head, then greeted him.
"Hey.I'm hungry! We eat?" bring Vino his lawyer partner.
Hasna looked at him and raised her forehead.
"Okay, I'm hungry too. A minute!" answer it while saving a file to its drawer and then locking it.
Hasna walked up to him, Vino smiled and was about to hook a hand to Hasna's shoulder, but Hasna moved away.
"Never think like that!" hasna.
"Come on.we're friends!" answer Vino.
"really?" tanya Hasna doubted it.
Vino smiled and rubbed his own back head.
"THE...MA....NNNNN!" hasna.
They laughed as they walked to a street shop near their office. Their familiarity makes the atmosphere of the tavern quiet, feel crowded. Some passers-by stopped by and ordered food to hear their jokes.
"Oh yeah, do you know the case that Mas Armand is working on?" ask Vino.
Hasna shook her head.
"No!"
"Only cases of land and home certificate fraud anyway. The funny thing is, his client is a man who has the nickname Juragan Garang. Ahhahahahah!" vino said and laughed.
Hasna was stunned to hear the nickname. After that, he laughed.
"When I still like to play, I've heard nicknames at a base ojek headquarters. You know each of them has their own nickname. And the funniest is Gani Cipirit, he said because he used to play every hobby he spruce up his pants wet. Ahhahahah!" hasna's laughter made everyone look at her.
Vino was surprised and silent for a moment, then laughed for a moment after realizing the meaning of Cipirit. Everyone laughs.
Finished eating, Vino took the wallet out of his pants pocket. Hasna.
"Hey.ngga. I'm the one who paid!" hasna.
"Flame! Boy time is treated by girls!" vino replied with a fuss taking the money from his wallet.
"Oh yeah, I was just saying stale! After all I no longer have any money" Hasna said as she turned around.
Vino gulped and put on a face feeling deceived by his words. Some of the people who heard laughed with their mouths shut. Vino looked at those who were laughing then glared.
They walked out of the shop and back to the office.
Vino took his bike for him to use home. While Hasna was about to take her car, she looked confused looking for her car keys.
Vino with his bike approaching Hasna.
"Let me drive home! You must have forgotten naro's key again" asked Vino while giving him a helmet.
He seemed to understand Hasna's bad habit of always forgetting to put the car keys. He also took the opportunity to always drive Hasna home.
Hasna smiled and picked up the helmet Vino offered and put it on. He went up and held Vino's waist.
Vino was about to turn his motor gas handle so Hasna could bounce around and hug him, but before all that happened, Hasna hit him on the head and threatened.
"You're on gas, I'm off the deal on your birthday!" hasna.
"What?" vino replied that clearly heard it.
Vino is upset with Hasna's threats, if he does not treat her, then his plan to shoot Hasna will fail. He was quiet and nice. Hasna smiled smugly in the back because she felt Vino was following her.
Hasna returned to her home after being given a ride by Vino. Unlock his house and touch the lamp socket on the wall. The light flashed, a small central space, containing only a sofa and a television attached to the wall.
His house was empty, just like his heart. Although laughter was thrown at friends and co-workers, there was a void in his heart. Hasna walked into her room, threw her little bag and sat on the chair staring at her laptop at the table.
With his left hand, he turned on the laptop and opened a file. He chose the name that was there. One name WAHYUDIN, he removed in that list. Then he went back to looking with the mouse in his right hand.
Seen a name with quotation marks. "Juragan Garang's". Hasna's eyes are round, she sees all the information she's ever gotten and she inputs it into her laptop. Addresses, names of wives and children to the names of their pets, Hasna recorded them in detail.
Then, he logged into an account illegally. Hijack the account of the lawyer organization owned by his office and look for details of the case that is being handled by his senior Armand.
Hasna smiled after copying all the files she got. He felt successful for the one step he would take later. Hasna returned to the main screen and turned off her laptop.
He stood up and took a towel and went into the bathroom. With a shower she felt like she had some free time to reflect and think about everything she was going to do. Also recalls all the pain he got from those who said or did or did nothing for him.
Revenge was the reason it had stayed alive for these 10 years. He turned off his heart and feelings to take revenge for them.
Hasna rubbed her head with both hands which on the left looked a pretty deep scar. Hasna sighed in her warm shower. Let go of his tiredness for today, gathering all his energy again to live out tomorrow.