My Beautiful Lawyer
3
Lunch at the general attorney's office, everyone was enjoying their meal in the cafeteria. Hasna sat alone and stared at her smart phone which opened a page about a house and land fraud case.
Suddenly a message appeared from above his screen, Hasna read it in part. A message from Fajri, a police investigator.
《I have got the details of the case, when can we meet?》
Hasna answered him and finished her meal.
Vino who had just come to the canteen was about to greet him, but Hasna walked in a hurry and left the canteen, so she could not catch up with him.
Vino stared at his food tray and then looked at Hasna who was starting to disappear from his sight. He sighed and decided to continue eating because his stomach was so hungry.
Hasna tidied the table and took her bag. Mr. Armand asked him.
"You want to go?"
Hasna was surprised, there was something she hid from Armand so every single Armand asked made her nervous.
"Yes?"
"I just want to ask for help. Come here for a minute!" pinta Armand's.
Hasna approached and saw what she wanted.
"Here, I'm working on this case. Can we go together to meet with the client? She's not feeling well and wants me to go to her house. While learning from me, I also learned from you, help to see how far this deception goes" Armand explained.
Hasna rounded her eyes, she didn't have to hide to find out about the case. He smiled and agreed with passion.
"Yes, come!" answer Hasna.
Armand smiled in satisfaction with Hasna's response. Just as he wanted.
Hasna's first case earned her special attention from her seniors. Armand wants to have a very persistent partner. Defend only the truth. Not taking sides with the rich or pitying the poor.
Everyone should be rewarded for all their mistakes. If the case is already in the file in his room, then only the truth will be revealed.
Armand got out of his chair and carried his bag. They're goin.
Hasna walked behind Armand. Tried to contact Fajri, but couldn't. He sent a message and canceled a meeting with her.
Fajri who just came out of the bathroom checked the incoming messages. He sighed disappointedly as the message was to cancel his meeting with Hasna.
"Cckk...cancel? Ah really, I've done my hair. Ah...!"
Fajri ruffled his hair again, feeling free to tidy it up to meet Hasna. He went to do other work with an annoyed face.
"We're going to TKP, a bag containing a dead body was found on the outskirts of Kali" Beno said.
"Geez!" fajri replied with annoyance.
"Hey..you why?" ask Beno.
"It's okay!" answer Fajri briefly.
Beno smiling.
"Oh yes, that beautiful lawyer closed the case in a unique way!" beno.
Fajri remained silent, until he got to the car and started the car. But Beno kept talking and praising Hasna in front of him.
"He must not work alone, who works for him? Is there a possibility of our members? one of them?" ask Beno.
"Women or men?" ask Fajri.
Beno felt unheard. He stared at the file he recorded from the citizen report he received.
"Women, bags and purses were splattered when the witness opened the big bag" Beno replied.
"Sweety too! The killer didn't throw away his identity" Fajri said in surprise.
Fajri plugged the gas and drove fast towards TKP.
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Hasna and Armand arrive in front of the fence of the house "Juragan Garang". A guard in a jeans jacket was holding back and was about to ask.
"How are you, lawyer? Who her? your men?" her question was looking at Hasna.
"Yes, I'm in!" answer Armand.
Hasna's eyes looked at the burly man, Hasna's gaze blank for a moment. Then he remembered when Bardin, the man had kept him outside the house when he was 14 years old.
Then remembered the memory of his father coming out of the house in a battered state. Not a little blood came out of his mouth. Hasna could only cry looking at her father who tried to wipe the blood on her face and then smiled in front of her.
Hasna awakens from her daydream as Armand steps on the brakes. They stopped in the courtyard of the mansion.
"Come on!" bring Armand.
Hasna took a deep breath. Staring at the entire building, he stepped following Armand in. Welcomed by a middle-aged woman whose face looks sad.
"Siang Ma'am!" greet Armand.
"The late Mr. Armand. Thank you for coming. My husband is in his room. Please!" said Bu Wati.
"Oh yes ma'am thank you!" armand.
Hasna looked at him, she remembered this face. The face that cried when his father was thrown out of his house. Begging her husband to treat her father like a human being.
His eyes were still as sad as before, feeling sad as if they had never escaped those eyes. Hasna doesn't want to know why. That was not what he wanted to know, there was one other thing he was after.
Hasna entered expressionlessly, she followed Armand and walked into a room. Slowly, he felt his hands tremble. Shown by the face of "Juragan Garang" which he had seen from behind a large fence.
A large body with a distended stomach, red eyes as well as a dead red face stared at him after his parents were expelled from there. Hands full of stone rings on his fingers, clenching after beating his father's face.
Today Hasna will see him again. The man was sitting on his bed. He smiled seeing that Armand had already arrived.
"Prince Mr. Armand!" greeted him.
"Siang Sir! Why is this sir, how does it look?" Armand.
"Yes sir, the thought of land in dispute" replied Mr. Rusdi.
Yes Rusdiawan Pratama, a businessman. Initially he was just a land broker, years changed, he became famous as a loan shark who lent money with a guarantee of a land letter or house.
Everyone who knew him called him "Juragan Garang", because of his famous ferocity when collecting land letters or collateralized houses. He is also famous for being compassionless, courageous and daring to hurt his borrowers.
More modern times, the understanding of society is increasingly advanced and increasingly know the meaning of loan sharks thanks to the experience and education of economic volunteers who share knowledge about the dangers and horrors of loan sharks.
Some of them fought through the courts and reported the actions of loan sharks. Some areas are cleaning up loan sharks, some are still subject to their thuggishness.
Therefore, Mr. Rusdi was laundering money and looking for a new business that he could make the reason for his money tree. He's on behalf of himself as a wrecked businessman.
Armand talked a lot with Mr. Rusdi, while Hasna just looked at him. Mr. Rusdi became a bit awkward because Hasna's gaze was different.
"So he kept thinking, why?" ask Mr. Rusdi.
Armand roused Hasna from her focus who went nowhere. Hasna just smiled at Mr. Rusdi's question.
"I was amazed by your story about the fraudsters. They are clever, they do it in front of you" Hasna said.
"meaning?" ask Mr. Rusdi with his face.
"Yes"
Hasna looked at Armand.
"People who deceive you, already know very well the habits, efforts and routes of land letters that you usually behind the name. They know what is seen and unseen by you. So that they know which path can be invisible to you" explained Hasna.
Armand understood Hasna's words. But the conservative Mr. Rusdi did not understand Hasna's speech which he thought was too complicated.
"Ahh. Anyway, it's been proven the same investigator he's cheating on fraud. The cave does not want to know, the land must return to the hands of the cave and he was punished severely" said Mr. Rusdi.
Hasna looked at him again. This time Hasna realized something. Rusdi's weakness will make him lose all the land he was forced to take.
~He is still the same, still only thinking about self-gains. He doesn't even know who really cheated him~ Hasna's heart said.
Armand sighed, since then he would say the perpetrator he reported was his own son, Rendy Pratama. But he didn't let everyone say that. Only his wife knows and cannot say it either. That's the reason Bu Wati's eyes are getting sadder.
Hasna increasingly held back her laughter to laugh at the misfortune that was in front of Mr. Rusdi. Selfishness closes his eyes and ears. He's not following the investigation. Every time an officer told him the progress of the case, only his wife was sent to listen.
