Revenge By Law's

ARTICLE 113

Mr. Burhan is still sitting relaxed in the park while staring at the activities of other park visitors. Sometimes he stared at his favorite hot coffee glass that had been given by Indira. The smell of the coffee was very friendly greeting his nose.

He was very happy because he had just met Indira. The woman had always given him little happiness, yet it was priceless for him. As if treating the hole of his longing for Lasmi Kenanga, his beloved daughter.

Especially the last two months. He felt he had done a lot for Indira. Starting from releasing him from prison threats, to give him a job. As a result, the intensity of their encounter increased plus Indira's attitude towards him also grew warmer. There was no more Abi among them, which made Indira - unconsciously - berate her.

Suddenly a man came and sat down next to Mr. Burhan. He ignored her because he thought she was just a park visitor. But, he was wrong. The man formed his finger like a gun and as if shooting towards Mr. Burhan.

“Dor!” said slowly.

Mr. Burhan was shocked when he saw the man's face. A face familiar to him. The face he had seen several times in person at the trial, he often saw through the television screen and almost always he saw in his mind.

“Abimanyu Alexander,” murmured.

“No exciting. I think you're an opponent who has superpowers that can detect his opponent's whereabouts. Had I been a brutal opponent, I would have been able to kill you very easily,” Abi half whispered.

Mr. Burhan gawked for quite some time because of the many things that surprised him. Then he smiled. The smile he always showed when he became his alter ego, namely Mr. Jireh.

“The formula, you already know my real identity,” said Mr. Burhan a.k.a Mr. Jireh.

“You gave too many hints. In fact, I feel stupid because I just realized it.”

Mr. Jireh looked at Abi with wide eyes, as if remembering something very important to him. “Did Indira already know this?”

Hearing how worried Mr. Jireh was about it, Abi frowned. He just remembered the words of Siti V that Mr. Jireh is a person near Indira. Indeed, they had relationships as lecturers and students in the past and probably between fellow law enforcement. But, the impression that Siti V gave was that their relationship was closer than that. Moreover, seeing the treatment given by Mr. Burhan to Indira the last two months. Abi asked how close the relationship was between them.

“Of course he doesn't know yet. Since I was arrested two months ago, we have never communicated again. While I only realized it when in prison,” replied Abi. “What's really why? Will the story be interesting if I tell Indira your real identity?”

Mr. Jireh just smiled holding back his anger. He wants to kill that guy right now. Just by pressing a button on his phone, some of his men would come and do what he wanted. But, he did not want to be such a weak-looking opponent. He wanted to show that the intimidation done by Abi meant nothing to him.

“Then, how did you escape from prison?”

“Not escape, I just look for a fresh breeze outside the prison. There is too cramped and the view is too tiring.” Abi turned his gaze around the park while smiling as if he was enjoying it. “I get why you opened a ‘way exit’ business for rich inmates. The price of freedom is so expensive. Really a very promising business land.”

Mr. Jireh clenched his hands tightly as if the emotions he was holding back had already peaked too high. He wanted to kill the young man before him, and it was easy for him. But, he did not want to face media and public questions because there was an escaped prisoner, dead in front of him.

“What do you want?”

“Either why, that question I have heard so often lately from the mouths of people who have been harassing me. ‘What do you want?’ Come on, you guys must know the answer. Of course revenge.”

“So you want to kill me now?” ask mr. Jireh.

Mr. Jireh laughed as if he thought the threat from Abi was just nonsense. “I'm afraid I won't see that time. My advice, you should hurry because I am old. Don't let me die happily without feeling the unexpected torment you mean.”

Now Abi laughed, only in a louder voice.

“Be assured, you will definitely feel it.”

Abi stood up from his chair and left, leaving Lord Jireh still shocked by Abi's sudden appearance.

                  *

Jack Off the Record stared at his television screen. The luminous box object is broadcasting news about the leisurely cycling activities of Arya Topaz Gumilang which incidentally is not too important news.

Then he heard the sound of his house bell ringing. With a shaky step, he walked over to open the door. His mind wondered about who came to his house at such an hour as now. In fact, in productive hours only very rarely he heard the sound of the bell.

“Wow, an amazing surprise,” Jack said as he opened his door. He had no idea what he was seeing right now.

“You must be more surprised by what I will tell you,” the guest, who entered his house without first being invited by the host.

“Wah, well, I can't wait to be surprised again.” Jack's smile grew wide. He knew he would get something extraordinary after seeing that person. “Say now, Abhimanyu Alexander.”

Abi smiles. He himself did not expect to talk this close, maybe even work with a legendary in the world of journalism and the real father of Indira Christina.

“I want you to help me destroy Mr. Jireh aka judge Burhanuddin Wiratama.”

That's what Abi said. Jack was surprised at what he said. Not only because of the invitation, but because Abi already knew the true identity of Mr. Jireh.

“Why are you confident enough to ask for my help?”

The smile on Abi's lips has not disappeared, even wider. “I know, you have long harbored the desire to destroy it. It's just, you don't know how.”

“So, do you know how?”

“Of course. And maybe that way can be realized only with your help.”

Jack nodded small. Seeing the intelligence shown by this man with his daughter during the trial of the case related to Mischa's death first, he felt no need to doubt his words.

“How? Do you want to help?” added Abi.

Seeing Abi's hand sticking out at him, he hesitated for a moment. In the end, he welcomed the hand as he said, “My life is old enough. I won't waste a chance to have fun, even if I have to sacrifice my life.”