Respect Movement

Pers

By late afternoon the weather was a little dark. A slow drizzle descended from the sky. I'm getting ready to go home. Arriving at home. Shower and have dinner together. Suddenly the dinner table was silent. After dinner I picked up Dinda. Then I invited him to spend the night outside. On the beach we sat and told a lot of things.

"You're getting busy now!" said Dinda a little pouty.

"Even though I'm busy, but I always try to meet you" I replied.

"But not as often as before you became a lawyer, you forget that you once said you did not want to be a lawyer, why now even at home?”

"If asked my heart, I don't want to either. It's just a process ” I said stand.

"What process, to get away from me!" said Dinda a little high.

"Not that."

"So what?" Dinda.

I'm staring. “I don't like you being a lawyer,” said Dinda.

"It's not just you who don't like it, I don't like it either" I replied. I said hard to him.

"You yelled at me" said Dinda. I didn't answer.

“There's actually one thing I haven't told you. Being a lawyer is not my desire. But this is my father's wish. My father wanted me to be a lawyer. For him it was happiness. I can't possibly refuse. I hope you understand. I don't have the slightest ambition to be a lawyer.”

“I'm sorry I accused you. But my message is to be a lawyer who can be proud of your family.” Dinda.

I hugged her body tightly.

“Thank you for understanding me”

It was late at night, I took her home. I brought her home after that I just got home.

I almost fell asleep half-naked after not remembering anything when the dizziness came. It was raining and I didn't realize it. On a sunny morning after breakfast I went to the office. Reading newspapers. There is news of alleged corruption in the environment of members of the council. Bang Rewad is coming. Then we went to court filing the lawsuit. Back to the office again. When to go to the office. Suddenly the white car stopped in front of the shop. Someone came out with a camera in his hand. He took pictures of our shop. When I approached, the man left. Mom saw the guy too. But mama was quiet.

"Ma, who was the one who was taking the picture?" my many.

"don't know Lung."

"Who are you, Ma" I said.

"Mama doesn't know either."

Suddenly sms entered my phone. From Faris, he said gathered at his usual place this afternoon. Excuse me, too, to Mr. Umbargus. Then get there. My friends have all gathered. Including Mr. Anwar.

All have come, he said only one person did not know where the body was, where,

“Where is your job, all done the same?" ask Mr. Anwar.

"Print Sir."

“I Sir,” I replied.

“About what?”

“Corruption in the environment of board members.”

“News two weeks ago anyone read?” ask Mr. Anwar again.

Faris raises his hand, “The story is the same sir, but only this newspaper. In other newspapers there is no,” said Faris while showing his newspaper.

“You wrote this Eriska?” ask Mr. Anwar.

“Iya, Sir.”

“Good. Maintain,” said Mr. Anwar proudly.

“Yesterday I also had time to write Sir. But our editor did not publish it,” said Marvous

“OK, this newspaper you saved. Eriska, you just go through the case. Marvous, you keep looking for news. Not loaded is okay. Tell us all.”

“Ready Sir,” replied Marvous.

Anwar sir left. There was a sudden business he said. Monday morning, Eriska went after the chief justice. Then he told Eriska to go into his room.

“Thank you Sir for your time” said Eriska.

The man took Eriska's press card. Then he walked to the back. Then take the newspaper. He matched the name of the author with Eriska's press card. Eriska.

“What do you want?” ask the court chief.

“Previous apologize Pak” Eriska said politely.

“Just go, what do you want?” ask the court chief a little loudly.

His hand slammed into the table.

“You wrote this!” asked the chief of the court, he pointed out the newspaper.

Eriska nodded. Terrified.

“Come out, or I'll tell the editor, to get you fired,” snapped the chief justice.

“Pak, I only do tugasa. Law enforcement must actually walk the tracks sir. Anyway for everyone to know, the law must be upheld,” Eriska said.

“You only knew the law yesterday, you don't know anything about the law.”

He called the owner of the newspaper. Eriska was thrown out. His press card was not taken. Had not been able to go home, he also got a call to the office immediately. The editor-in-chief scolded him, saying that if he again posted the news, he would be fired. His face was covered in sweat. Body shakes. Every stream of his blood was always shaking. Either obeying or not.