Prosecutor Karma

Time Machine

Maheswari was silent and did not know what to answer. Namira was even more convinced that he was bored with his old girlfriend.

"So? do you want to tell the story or not?" Namira.

"Haha. The point is maybe I'm tired or carried away with the new." He answered with a forced smile.

"So if you're cheated on, I think because you're cheating on me too." Timpal Namira's.

"Not all karma is like that. Maybe if the question is easily let go, the karma will not be too bad. But no, I don't understand karma." Reply Maheswari. He began to open his textbook.

Glad it's a holiday tomorrow. Namira wants to relax from all the school activities and unique things in it. She decided to accompany her mother to shopping in the afternoon. Because this is still a new month, shopping centers tend to be quiet in the afternoon until evening. The Ismis chose to spend time praying and gathering with their families. Although not as special as the Astral tribe about prayer and results obtained, the Ismi tribe still has the opportunity to express its ideals and hopes in the New Moon. Only a little will be achieved.

Hi Namira. How are you doing?

someone sent a message to Namira's phone. The name on the phone is Yana. Namira was quite shocked because that one human sent him a message. The reason Namira was shocked was because Yana hated him so much because of the events in the past. There was relief in Namira's heart, and then he immediately replied to the message.

Good news. What about you Yana?

Message sent.

Namira then continued her shopping with her mother to a collection of clothes. He and his mother are indeed a hobby lingering in the shopping center. Once a month they may not be able to enjoy time together.

Good news too. Oiya congratulations on being you.

Yana replies to Namira's message. When he received the message, he was shocked. How did Yana know about this? Namira quickly replies to the message and again chooses a suitable boss for her.

how can you know? got a little brother class too?

The pleasure filled Namira's feelings. He thought that dating Bani gave him a lot of benefits. After trying a superior who felt suitable, he met his mother. They have now agreed to find the right cosmetics and split up. They'll meet in half an hour at the foodcourt.

Ting!

the sign of the incoming message reads.

Of course you know. I know Bani. We camped together. He's one tent with Grace.

The reflex after reading the content of the message Namira became emotional. He stopped his steps at the corner of the cashier and called Bani.

"Let's lift! Why not pick up anyway?" gerutu Namira's.

After calling five times, then the owner of the phone answered him across the street.

"Hello. What's up Namira?"

"Boy, do you know Anggun? Who's Graceful?" ask Namira irritatedly.

"Who's figure anyway? I don't know." Confused answer.

"Said you once had a tent with him. Why are you doing it with him? What the hell is that show?" Namira continues to interrogate.

"Wine? a tent? oooo.. Angguna Wirajaya! He's my OSIS friend. I'm one of the inauguration tents. Why am I the same, I have so much to do. Ahaha!" Bani laughs sideways.

"Oh, yasuda. Sorry for the wrong idea."

"You called so many times just because of Angguna? I think I miss me or something urgent. Can't be discussed tomorrow?" He's still laughing.

Namira. He felt very rash and stupid. It's as if he's not the one who can usually be calm. Even when facing Andra he can very calmly delay to discuss something. Yes maybe this is what dead love eats and blind jealousy.

"Diem's cigarette? You called me not praying, right?" Ask Bani.

"I accompanied my mother. Yasudah yes." Namira is still ashamed of her actions.

"How do you know about Angguna? Are you meeting someone now?" Bani.

"No. Yana, my friend at 3IKMH 3 sent me a message. He congratulated us. Yes it is." Namira again wanted to end the phone because in addition to misjudging, he was also caught not praying.

"OKAY. We continue tomorrow." Bani.

Namira breathes a sigh of relief. How could Bani not be a good boy, right? That's what came to his mind.

***

Elsewhere, a male figure was reading his diary. He also watches his cell phone. He read past messages that he did not delete even though it was almost two years ago. All neatly arranged including small knickknacks taped to the wall of his room. He remembered how colorful three months were. The only woman who would talk to him, teach him to smile and see the world was not really serious about being in a relationship with him. Why start something if you don't know how to end happily? That's what he always thought. Even after almost two years of this he could not forget it. Every time he saw the woman in school or in an additional educational institution, his heart was claustrophobic and could not help crying. Perhaps the woman also thought that she was a crybaby. But really after the woman was no longer a part of his life, he lost his way. What exactly is the lack? He was determined that if he could not have it, no one else could. He has filed a complaint after continuing to try to do good to witnesses who can support his complaint. This man is smart so he can easily win the contest and the judiciary. The past has already passed. Yet our mind is like a time machine capable of quickly bringing back the past including the sense of what happened. Remembering the fun things in the past makes the current feeling fun. For this man, nothing can be healed. He growled. Hope the designated prosecutor to solve his case can undergo the task well. Prosecute the suspect and give him the punishment he deserves until he is shaken to apologize or it would be better to go back with him.