Revenge By Law's

ARTICLE 24

The weather this morning feels fresh, although many people are sure it will soon be hot and the air temperature will be crazy because of the heat like yesterday. The prisoners walked into the field. They marched according to the orders of the guards. Morning exercise will begin.

Abi looked around. He sought the whereabouts of the Dirga bosses from his standing position. Actually he had seen them in the dining room earlier, but he did not dare to approach because the eyes of the guards were watching him.

Music on. The prisoners began to move following the instructor who was standing on a long podium that the head of the rutan used to make a speech. Abi who was starting to give his attention to the nimble movements of the instructor was startled by a voice that suddenly greeted him from behind.

“Bos Dirga says thank you.”

Abi glanced at the source of the voice. It turns out that one of Dirga's boss's men is named Cungkring. He reminded Abi not to look back to avoid supervision from the guards.

“Is it just a thank you?” abi asked with a smile.

“Bos said he would give you the gift you asked for. Just tell me what you need.”

Abi thought for a moment while following the gymnastics movement with agility. Her lips have not lost their smile. He knew what he was going to ask for was something very valuable, which would help him win the next trial.

“I want to ask him directly to boss.”

Abi's request surprised Dirga's boss's men. Not because he did not expect the question, but because Dirga's boss had predicted from the beginning if Abi wanted to meet him.

“Alright, meet Dirga boss tomorrow in the hall. There is weekly worship there,” Cungkring said. Abi did not answer and was merely pensive. “Why? You mind?”

“Of course not,” replied Abi casually. “It just so happens that our religion is the same.”

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Indira banged her head against the table. He did not feel any pain at all even though the impact was strong enough, as evidenced by the loud noise produced. Abi could only see before he finally started to get distracted and put his palm on the table, right in the area Indira banged his head.

“Already, stop. The trial was a few days ago and you're still acting like this. I never blame you,” Abi said as he raised the Indira eel that was already in his palm.

“You know Lani Guinier?” ask Indira suddenly.

“Eh, who is it?”

“It turns out you're not the one who knows everything,” grumbled Indira. Abi did not take heart because he understood the upset that plagued his legal counsel. He took his eel out of his client's hand and looked at the window. “He is a law professor at a world-renowned university, Harvard University.”

Abi waits for the continuation of the story about Lani Guinier, but Indira is silent. He had to ask, “Then?”

“One of the quotes from him that I really like is: Most people ask questions because they want to know the answer; lawyers are trained never to ask questions without they already know the answer. Most people ask because they want to know the answer; lawyers are trained to never ask a question unless they already know the answer.”

“You also asked Totok because you thought you knew the answer. If it turns out the answer is different, it just proves that the lawyer is not omniscient. Even I myself never predicted he would answer like that.”

Indira looked at Abi as if she wanted to make sure what her client said was true. After seeing the seriousness of her face, Indira began to feel a little calmer.

“Thank you,” muttered Indira. “Alright, we will discuss our preparations for the next trial. Another thing that stressed me was that the owner of the car dashboard recording behind the mall refused to use the footage as evidence. Likewise with Rama's colleagues who work in Extreme offices. He was reluctant to return the booking history to the app on your phone and canceled providing a recording of the police arrival to their office. We lost a lot of important evidence. Looks like the cops came and scared me. Because of the incident that happened to the police named Reynold, so -”

Indira immediately shut her mouth after recalling her commitment not to discuss the case with Abi before there was evidence of her client's involvement. He did it as a form of his faith.

“We better not talk about the next trial today,” said Abi surprised Indira.

“Why? We have a few more days ahead of the next hearing. If we don't discuss it now, I'm afraid our preparation will be less than the maximum.”

Abi sighed while rubbing his chin. He thought for a moment before saying, “I'm waiting for something. This is very important for us.”

“What's important? Is something you're waiting for that going to have an effect on the trial later?”

“Very important, can even change the trial flow later.”

Now Abi and Indira look at each other. For a while, Indira could not think of what words were most appropriate for her to say to Abi. He did not understand the mind of his client. However, looking at the face of his client who was very serious when saying so, he chose to believe.

“Good. Then, tomorrow I will return,” Indira said as she stood up and prepared to leave.

“Two days more.”

Hearing Abi's words, Indira sat down again. He looked at his client thinking whether he should trust him again or not.

“No, tomorrow!”

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Like other rutan, rutan Sukadamai also pay attention to the spiritual needs of its residents. They always invited religious leaders to preach or preach to the prisoners. Every Wednesday, Rutan invites religious leaders from the churches in turn. Worship is usually performed in the hall room.

Abi had arrived at the hall since earlier. He followed the worship solemnly. Although consciously not living life properly, Abi never underestimated his worship. Especially when he was a teenager, he had been active in church activities in his neighborhood.

“Wah, it turns out that you are quite holy too, huh?”

Suddenly a voice interrupted his concentration upon hearing the sermon. He turned his head to the side and there sat Dirga's boss who pretended to be serious about hearing a priest talking.

“More surprising again a Dirga boss who follows worship,” Abi said without staring at his interlocutor.

“I atheist. However, I must be seen repenting to make up for yesterday.”

Abi smiles. He muttered, “Even though he does not believe in the existence of God, a Dirga Boss still uses Him.”

Boss Dirga paused for a moment to digest Abi's words, then laughed loudly. He even became the center of attention of those who worship. But he was not ashamed at all. He had to stop laughing because a warden came to rebuke him.

“Ya already, now just say what you want as your gift.”

Abi still lowered his head so that the warden who had come to rebuke Dirga boss did not know that he was near the King of the Casino.

“I need information about someone,” Abi said.

“Information about someone?” Boss Dirga repeated Abi's words with an annoyed expression. “Why do you have to get information about him from me? Is she such an important person that for her sake, you made me kill my wife? ”

“Not, he is not an important person,” replied Abi. “But he is related to an important person. It might even be important. Therefore, only Boss Dirga my reasonable choice to ask about him and about the important people related to him.”

Boss Dirga was silent. He began to wonder about the person Abi meant. His hunch can only guess ‘important’ that, and if true, very interesting because only a few people know of its existence and should Abhimanyu Alexander not be included.

“Alright, just tell me who you want to know the information about.”

“Mischa Radjasa,” says Abi steady.

Boss Dirga thought for a moment. His brain was trying to remember that name. Sounds familiar, but doesn't seem close enough to her.

“Ah, the artist. Isn't he the one you killed? Ah, sorry. I don't know him at all. Looks like you're wrong to ask.”

“Not, not that dead Mischa Radjasa,” Abi said. “But ‘Mischa Radjasa’ I've met before. Who told me to deliver a package containing methamphetamine and made me have to languish in this place.”