My Talaq!

My Talaq!
Courtroom



"This is a letter from the state court" said someone thrust a paper and gave it to Fikri.


Deg ....


"Letters!" Fikri was immediately stunned with shock when he saw the paper from the state court. He nodded as if he did not expect to get the letter.


While the person who was still standing before him Fikri frowned feeling astonished at the black sweet man's composure before him.


"Surely he was shocked because his wife sued. What a pity for him," muttered his inner man.


"Hahaha you must be kidding me, right? Can't I get a letter from the state court? It's definitely not for me." Fikri rejected this reality before him. He laughed like a fool in a daze.


The man carrying the paper looked back at his address, "Fikri Rizaldy at xxxx's home address, didn't he?"


And Fikri's laughter stopped when the man mentioned his full name and the address he was going to.


"You're sure this is mine?" ask Fikri again to make sure. Long ago the man was annoyed because the old Fikri took it.


"Yes, because the address of this house is the same."


Fikri's eyes stared at the paper. Then, he reached out his hand to quickly take out his paper and opened it directly to make sure. And his eyes widened to see every pen line on the white paper, a divorce lawsuit from Diana Maheswari.


Fikri really made helpless and feel shocked. She did not expect Diana to file a letter she did not want to see.


"Akh, shit. Why could Diana do this to me? Why, Diana? Why?" Fikri shouted as loud as he grabbed his own hair so frustrating Diana recklessly.


The courier shook his head and then passed from there. And the lawyer that Fikri hired approached Fikri when he heard a shout that made him surprised and asked what happened.


"Why are you yelling like crazy?"


"I'm crazy, damn it. I'm crazy about that woman. And now he's filed for divorce. I don't accept that, don't accept." Fikri yelled at the wall constantly, "You have to keep the man in jail forever. I don't want to know that!"


"Freak man, good money" the lawyer murmured in his heart.


Then Fikri went into the house to pick up his cell phone, "You look for my wife's whereabouts until you see her. If you need to brush up on the man's parents to open his mouth right now!"


Tut ....


"Damn it, motherfucker, I won't let you win and I won't let Diana get away from me."


The love that Fikri had for Diana had become an obsession. Diana who continued to reject him made Fikri more curious to try hard to get the woman. Until now, even though Diana has officially become his legal wife both state and religion, Fikri still can not take his wife's heart.


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Tomorrow has come, the day the first trial will begin. The day that made Danu curious and determined his fate how. But, Danu's side has prepared everything and is mature in bagging ideas and safely securing witnesses.


But, even though everything is fine, Danu's heart remains restless and can't see the woman he loves for about a month. It makes him overwhelmed with passionate longing for the owner of love.


"Another ten minutes of the trial will be in the title. Are you ready to listen and face it all?" ask Iqbal who was standing by the chair Danu was sitting on.


Danu was halfway between the ranks of the judges and the spectators defending both sides. The handsome Turkish-faced arab-araban indo blasterman tried to catch his breath as groggyness approached. Danu, who was wearing an orange uniform that read the prisoner, nodded as her family's lawyer asked.


"I'm ready to listen and ready to defend" Danu replied reassuringly, "But it also depends on the witness you present, Iqbal." he looked up sharply as if giving a warning to actually defend himself.


"Ck, you're so afraid I don't bring any magic and evidence."


Iqbal patted Danu on the shoulder, "You're just sitting there listening!"


While outside the courtroom, "What ...! You failed to find Diana and failed to hold her parents? You stupid fools," said Fikri while shaking the eyebrows of the two men he hired to arrest Danu's parents.


"Sorry, Boss. We fell asleep until morning when we were about to do the action."


One of the two men whom Fikri ordered answered in his heart, "How can we not fall asleep when a woman offers to sleep with us. Yeah, we play till morning. It was also a pleasure," muttered the man who looked down not daring to look at Fikri.


"Fuck you, you fools. It's free for me to pay you guys but your work isn't good" Fikri said, stepping into the courtroom.


The Supreme Court judge has started to come in with some members and immediately sit there that is provided. And Fikri also sat with his legal authority on the left.


"I'll keep you in jail for as long as possible. Just look at that," Inner Fikri kept staring intently at Danu full of hate.


Danu seemed calm because in his heart he kept praying for all the smoothness in the trial. Until the sound of a hammer being struck begins the trial if it is to begin.


Hc .. tok ....


"The trial is open" the Chief Justice said.


"After hearing and reading the demands filed by Fikri Rizaldy, then today on December 27, 2022 the inaugural hearing will be held. It is permissible for the defendant's brother Danu Alzio Fakhri to defend if he does not take action as alleged," said the deputy judge began opening the hearing.


Iqbal as a lawyer from Danu began to stand while wiping his great coat as a lawyer.


Slowly Iqbal took a deep breath and then slowly threw it away.


"Thank you Master for the generosity that has given us the opportunity to accept our defense of the allegations made by Mr. Fikri Rizaldy. I, as the attorney of my client Mr. Danu Alzio Fakhri will provide some evidence and witnesses that will open up a truth for my client" Iqbal said straightforwardly, firmly, calmly, and visibly authoritatively.


"As a first defense, I will call upon an eyewitness who is at the scene of the matter. For that, the time and place I give." Iqbal gave a signal for the first witness to stand up and advance forward to the place provided for the witness.


Fikri smiled cynically looking at that person.


Connect ....


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