My Love lawyer
Kirana

    A cup of coffee on the table no longer reflects the smoke, it is a sign that the coffee is cold. The coffee owner seemed serious about reading and did not care about the drink at all since it was delivered by the office boy. Hands propping up the chin, eyes focused on reading, occasionally frowning. A moment later he changed the position of the hand to the forehead while occasionally massaging slowly.

"Nwild..."

There is no lawfulness.

"Now!" start suing.

Still unmoved.

"Now!!!"

"Yaaaa.." spontaneously recalls his name. "What, Din? You just have to take it."

"I've called you twice, but I didn't hear you, I had to tell you, did you hear me?"

Andre cengenesan's.

"Radit hasn't spoken yet?"

Andre nodded. "difficult. It seems like she's been through such great trauma and guilt."

"What did the police say?"

"They put their hands up."

"You're undergirded it can't be, right. Especially under the age. Not to mention you're always accompanying."

Andre scratched his forehead again. "Today I lured him to talk by telling him the story of High School and college. He listened well, and for the first time he spoke to me. Only four sentences. The rest she's crying."

"That's progress, Ndre. You made him talk. His parents just failed."

"May this be a good start. How's the artist case you're handling?"

"Tomorrow follow-up."

A message came in.

Mas, later in the afternoon schedule to obgyn, Mas can come, right?

From wife.

God willing. Wait in the office, yeah. Mas pick up.

Andre sipped his coffee that had been cold, felt strange on the tongue, but it was okay, rather than not touched at all. He spent half.

"You're free, Din?" ask him about Mardin.

"Why?" mardin said without taking his eyes off his computer.

"No pa-pa. It's just that."

"Ah, you are this. I thought I'd be at lunch."

"I brought stock." he said, still reading.

Mardin. "You used to mock Lani like a Kindergarten for bringing supplies, now you bring supplies."

"It's also because of Lani, Din. He made me bring supplies. If not brought later can be taken all day. From morning till morning hold it."

Mardin nodded in order to hear Andre's words.

"Funny you think?"

"Funny is. Why be a luncher that's Lani now."

"don't know. I'm confused too. Since she was pregnant, she has been weird. She likes to pull her hair, sometimes kiss her armpits, but she doesn't like to smell perfume and hair oil. I haven't had perfume or hair oil for three months, just deodorant. Thank goodness the deodorant is still allowed, otherwise, so I'm the smellyest man in the office. You never smell perfume from my body again, do you? "

"Maybe it was like you were a kid. That's why your son's innate weird too."

"You mean I'm weird?"

"Yes, weirdo. You're a freak, aren't you?" Mardin laughs. "Luckily you're handsome, so there's still something you want."

"Not there, but a lot."

"Your narcissist never healed. It's even increasing." Mardin bobbing head. "What else is your wife's strange behavior?"

"Like to bite." said Andre Kalem.

"Well?!"

"Yes, if I'm busy reading or on the couch, he shows up and bites my hand, sometimes my shoulder." Andre patted his head. "He said anxiously. Sometimes it's hard."

Mardin was unable to hold back his laughter. It's up to the edge. "Ah, that's it. You made my stomach hurt from laughing. Don't tell me anymore."

"Yes, it's done. I don't want to tell any more stories." said Andre kalem, he returned to reading while occasionally glancing at the lunch box in front of him. A little curious, he peeked at the contents; the first box contained the asem vegetable (Jeez, the asem vegetable again. Already four days of eating vegetables continue, Andre sighed), the second box of fried chicken balado (again chicken, it has been three days of eating chicken continues, Andre again sighed), Andre, the third box pergedel potatoes (this is okay, because it just appeared today), and finally white rice.

I remember Lani's message this morning.

*"Shall be finished yes, ma'am. Do not forget to wash your hands, read the prayer. And most importantly, the stock box should not be missed again like yesterday-yesterday. Watch out if it gets left behind." Fists don't miss. *

Andre shuddered. He had already left the lunchbox at the office, all night Lani misuh-misuh no koruan. The next morning when Andre arrived at the office, the stock box which was a set of four pieces (two orange and two purple) was no longer on his desk, Andre panicked.  Address will break out this third world war at home, he thought. When panic strikes, Lani sends a message.

Supply box don't forget again, Mas. Watch to forget.

Golly, Nyai. Cold sweat washed over his body. Where did the box go. So afraid, he asked Farah to buy a new one, just like that. Thank goodness before Farah left, Sahat - the office boy in their office - came and said that his stock box was in the pantry, because it was washed. Alhamdulillahot. The box is finished. The whole office laughed at him.

"In the courtroom you were fierce, but the same Lani keok" said Mr. Hutagalung. Andre nyengir's.

His daydreams were spoiled because of the sound of the phone ringing. Suhendra; the name on the screen.

"Yes, Sir. Good. I'm there."

Andre hung up the phone and hurried off. Before leaving he told Mardin.

"Din, I'm going to the police. Don't you eat my lunch. Later Lani can rampage if I know I'm not eating."

"You just take it there, eat it at the police station. Lunch time is just a few hours away."

Andre snatched his stockbox and it quickly passed.

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    Raditya scoured the cold floor of the holding room. Just now he had gone berserk punching the wall repeatedly until his hands swelled up, blue, and bloody. Two policemen tried to calm down. Until now, the checks on his hands while trying to calm down was still felt. Radit grimaced with pain.

"If you want to be a boxer, don't stay here" said the policeman.

"The dead don't want to answer, they're raging."

"Little is a killer."

The words of the police are still out. He held down the jeri.

    The sound of shoes coming closer, he remained down. The door of the cell was opened, someone pulled his arm and put on the handcuffs. He was led into a room, seated in a chair. Tired of his face, he raised his face. Andre - Om Lawyer - was smiling before him.

"Assalamu aleikum, Radit. Healthy?"

He nodded.

"Your hands are bleeding. Sir, can you please get some medicine?" andre told the police.

The police nodded and took the P3K box. A young police officer began to clean the wound, administer drugs and bandage it.

"It's a bruise" Andre said. "Don't repeat it again, yeah."

Radit nodded.

Andre gestured for the police to leave the two of them. Three policemen left the room. There are only Andre and Radit.

"You miss Kirana?"

He nodded.

"Tell me about Kirana, I want to know what kind of girl she is." Andre was getting ready with the recording on his phone.

"She's beautiful, kind, friendly and funny."

Andre smiles. "As I thought."

"First time meeting during MOS. She sat next to me; her hair was braided in two, so cute. I brought him acquaintances. We also became familiar." He swallowed.

"You're classmates?"

Radit. "Different grade. Second semester first grade, we're made." his voice choked. "I always take her home from school, like normal people go out. We watch movies, walk to the mall, sometimes just chat on the porch of his house."

Andre. "Kirana's parents know your relationship."

"Yes. I was introduced to Papa, Mama and her sister. They're welcome. We've never had a fight, so it could last for almost three years."

Andre mangosteen.

"Last month, Kirana said she was pregnant and she was very scared. I'm scared too. We only do it once."Radit covered his face. Andre choked up, it turned out that their relationship had gone that far. It is deep in the heart. This story is exactly what he suspected. One by one they began to unfold. Andre is focused on listening.

"I tried to calm down and said I'd take responsibility. But I'm afraid to tell Papa. I can imagine, Papa would be furious and beat me up. Kirana was also afraid of her family." Radit. "We're trying to find a way to remove the contents. Almost so, but stop, because Kirana's scared."

Andre rubbed his face.

Radit was crying.

"Kirana told me that a classmate knew she was pregnant. He was stressed, anxious, afraid that the man would leak our secrets to the family. Several times the classmate tried to blackmail him. Kirana's getting stressed. Then, we agreed to go together." Radit.

"Where to?" ask Andre.

Radit did not answer.

Andre took a breath. "Before, I'm sorry. But this I have to ask, did you take Kirana's life?" Andre deliberately chose another word from killing.

"I didn't kill Kirana." he said. "I just drove him to the place of immortality, and I also followed. But I failed."

The lawyer took a deep breath while closing his eyes. It wasn't finished, he thought.

"How did you get Kirana to that place of immortality?"

"Om interrogating me?" Radit looked at him sharply.

"I asked. Interrogation is the job of the police, not mine. We're friends here, okay?"

Radit nodded slowly. It seems that he accepted Andre as his friend.

"With eye drops."

Andre took a deep breath. Terjawab. The autopsy found the contents of *tetrahydrozolin*in the victim's body. This chemical is found in eye drops that are sold freely on the market. Radit recognition is consistent with the results found.

"I thought I was in heaven with Kirana, but when I opened my eyes, I was in the hospital. Kirana is not beside me. He's gone." Radit. "I shouldn't have been taken to the hospital. I wanted to catch up with him, because we promised we'd be together forever. I'm guilty of not keeping my word."

"You want Kirana to calm down and still love you even if she's gone first?"

Radit raised his face, then nodded.

"I apologize to your family. Kirana will calm down and smile looking at you from nature there. He'll be proud of you, because you dare to apologize, that's the attitude of a knight. He won't regret harboring his love for you." Andre reawakens the romantic side of the young man.

Radit cried, then nodded.

"Hummm..By the way you've eaten yet?"

Radit. Since he was in this place, his stomach had never felt hungry.

"We ate together, yuk. I brought you stock." Yeah." Andre opened his box, then thrust a spoon at Radit. The young man accepted it.

Then Andre took out two bottles of mineral water from the backpack, along with some snacks.

"Let's eat. This is my wife's cooking. It's delicious, you know."

Radit started feeding food into his mouth. "Am not eating?"

"I'm not very hungry yet, so just eat this first. "Andre opened the bag of basreng crackers he carried.

Radit smiles. "Papa asked Om to save me?"

"No. Papa asked me to be your friend."

"Papa can't believe I did it." he said softly.

"Eh, if you may ask, don't call me Om, dong. Call Mas aja, I'm too young to be your Om." Narcissists always don't want to look old. Please understand again yes.

Radit grinned. "Why Om wants to be my lawyer, but I'm a criminal."

"Because we're friends." Andre smiles. This child is being shaken by his soul, wherever possible he chooses words that are light and pleasant to hear. It is not necessary to explain the duties and functions of an advocate in a matter. "Where is the food good?"

A nod he received, enough to be a recognition of his wife's shrewdness in cooking. Andre smiled back. A second later he gasped at the ringtone of his phone. My Sweetheart's.

"Yes, honey. Assalamu alaikum."

"Sir Andre, this is Raya. Lani's sister passed out, now we're on our way to the hospital."

It felt like a sledgehammer hit his nape when he heard the news of the wife.

"Which hospital, Ray? I'll be there soon. Please accompany Lani until I come."

After talking to the police and patting Radit on the shoulder while telling him to finish his meal, Andre rushed out of the room. Half-run he headed for the parking lot. Lani's shadow flashed in her eyes, what's wrong? He was fine this morning. He also sent a message to see doctorobgyn together. Baby, what's wrong with you? ogre.

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    His wife's pias face was now clearly visible in front of his eyes, a small groan was heard as he continued to hold his lower abdomen. As she saw her husband getting closer, she called out in a slow voice.

"Buck..."

Andre slipped, immediately he grabbed the wife's hand, brought it to the chest and occasionally kissed her.

"Yes, honey. Mas here. Patience, yes." rubbed the sweaty forehead. Lani grimaces withstanding the pain.

"Lani fell in the office bathroom. Bleeding." stammered she was trying to explain to her husband.

Andre nodded, then kissed his wife's forehead.

The ultrasound device was pushed closer, the nurse wrapped Lani's lower abdomen with gel, then the doctor performed an examination. In Andre's heart did not stop praying, hopefully their baby candidate is safe, his mother is also safe.

"Alhamdulillah, the fetus is still there."

Andre and Lani give thanks at the same time. Lani looks like she's shedding tears.

"Immediately install the infusion. We'll give her medicine to prevent the bleeding." Shafira told the nurse.

"All right, Doc."

"Alhamdulillah, the mother-to-be is safe, she is strong." Doctor Shafira smiled. Smile at both.

"Thank you, Doc."

"Mother must be*opname*several days yes. We'll keep an eye on the progress."

"Good, Doc. Thank you." Thank you." Andre answered.

"I'm staying first, yes sir, Mom. As soon as the room is set up, Ms. Lani will move there."

"Yes, Doc. Thanks again."

His hand still continues to hold tightly the hand of the wife, occasionally frowned with affection. Lani smiles.

"I'm sorry Lani, yes Mas. Must be working again, right? Lani makes a fuss."

"It's okay. It was in the police."

"Well eat?"

Andre shakes. He glanced at the watch. "Not praying either."

"Why haven't you eaten yet? Lani brought you some supplies."

"The old thing was love to Radit."

Lani's forehead frowned. "Radith?"

"Yes, the high school boy who was the suspect in the murder of his friend, which yesterday Mas told me. Called Radit. Give him his provisions. He said it was good."

"Alhamdulillah. Trus, where's the box?"

Andre patted the jidat. Ampuuun.the wartime wartime again because of the box of supplies. "Lost in the Police, Radit had not finished eating, so Mas just stay because rush here."

Lani manyun's. "Oh my God, my. What if the place is lost? Call the cake who's there to save it, tomorrow Mas pick it up."

Andre sighed, could-cananya while sick was still thinking about the supply box. He took the phone out of his pocket and tried to call Suhendra, but it was not picked up. Lani's face began to bend. Andre scratched his head.

"Disappear anyway. It's already, it's definitely gone." said Lani.

"Yes, don't think about it. If it is lost, it can be replaced again. Tomorrow I ask Farah to buy me a new one."

Lani turned her face away. Geez, Nyaiiii.

"Udah dong, ah. It doesn't matter that the box. Now we focus on your healing. It felt like Mas's heart was almost dislodged from hearing you faint." Andre stroked his wife's head. "Mas is afraid something will happen to you and our baby-to-be." her gaze softened. Lani luluh's.

"Lani's scared too, Mas. So scared."

"Next time be careful, yes if it's again in the bathroom."

"Lani's time on the toilet, suddenly dizzy, Mas. Eyes shimmered, Lani staggered, fell." Evidently.

"Well, is it still frequent?"

"If it's not too late, morning doang. See for yourself, Lani often huek huek if morning, wake up."

"It looks like you're exhausted. If the body feels tired, do not be forced to work. Just rest first."

Lani nodded. A moment later, he remembered the box of supplies again.

"Eh, Mum. Call the police again, lift it up."

Andre patted the jidat. This time, ask for His forgiveness...

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