The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

lawyer vani's first approach

Hendra just got a call from Paul. He breathed heavily. Just now Paul gave emphasis to him, to immediately be able to help Stevani free from the detention cell.

The request for a suspension of detention he filed this afternoon was rejected. On the grounds that the suspect had the shrewdness to hide and blur the tracks. An excuse he laughs at, but he can't nego anymore. There was no other way but to find evidence that Stevani was not involved in the case.

He told Paul he was investigating Stevani's contract, and promised to make changes as soon as possible. But until it's almost late this night, he hasn't bagged anything to untangle the case that's entangling his client. While tidying up her clothes, she gasped as she felt something in the pocket of the pants she was wearing last afternoon.

“Em, mbak Ning”.

What he found was a piece of bon paper from Ms. Ning. Where there are a series of different numbers below the total bill. Not waiting for tomorrow, Hendra immediately called the phone number.

“Halo, with whom?” greet Ms. Ning from across the phone.

“Halo, mbak. It's me, Hendra” replied Hendra, introducing himself.

“Oh, my goodness. Hendra, to? Kirain bank walk” comment mbak Ning, as soon as the name Hendra called.

“Bank running? Is there a bank running and use the phone first?”

“He he's. Times. Yesterday's abisnya I promise today. While I went around mulu today”

“Ha ha ha ha. Rich is no tomorrow, ma'am. If the clock is like this, the mode is”

“Kaya don't know the bank running aja, mas” lamented mbak Ning.

“Eh, if Hendra anyway, why also to the bank walk? His salary is big. Ha ha ha ha. I carelessly talked about it. Sorry, mas? Ha ha ha”continuance mbak Ning.

“He he, yes mbak” replied Hendra.

“By the way, what is it gonna take, mas? Want to eat?” ask mbak Ning.

Hendra thought for a moment, what answer could make him get closer to mbak Ning.

“Yes, that's it. But mbak Ning is closed, right?” answer Hendra. He tried his luck by asserting Ning's guess.

“Iya, mass. Alhamdulillah, selling. But there is still a mas, if you make your own Hendra mas, anyway.there are still side dishes made this afternoon”

“Loh, if there is still no sale, why close, mbak?”

“He he's. Not ready to meet the bank. Not ready for the money”

“No papa nih, Hendra main to where mbak Ning?”

“Oh, no papa. I open it, if you want to come here”

“Wah, fit tuh. Yes already, I'm ahead huh, mbak?”

“OK. awaited”

The phone was cut off by Hendra. He rushed to get his wallet. Dressed only in a short t-shirt and color, he departed. The situation around the contract was already quiet. Somewhat far from the big road, making the sound of passing vehicles not heard here.

“Wah, already welcomed, it turns” exclaimed Hendra.

She found that Ms. Ning was already at the doorway, waiting for her arrival.

“Ink, mas!” her door. Hendrapun went into mbak Ning's shop.

“Kok closed, mbak? If someone misunderstands, how?” ask hendra. He felt strange with Ning's attitude.

“Ngak papa's. No one dared to be nosy with the rented citizens of situ” replied mbak Ning. His smile calmed me down.

“Mau mixed rice, or rames, what soto?” ask mbak Ning.

“Rames aja, mbak” replied Hendra.

Sister Ning, the almost thirty-year-old woman immediately prepared what Hendra ordered.

In his heart Hendra praised the woman's body shape. Although only wrapped in negligee cloth, tai curves can emit a sensual aura. Supported by her beautiful face, typical of village women. Natural, without excessive powder coating.

“Again with whom, mbak?” asked Hendra to break the silence.

“Hem?” mbak Ning jerked.

“Oh, own” answer.

“Suami Shoot, where? Monitor?” ask Hendra again.

“Kabur” answer mbak Ning briefly.

“Embak, can aja kandanya” comment Hendra while chuckling.

“Emang husband shoot blur” says mbak Ning. He walked over to Hendra with a plate of rice in his hand.

“Oh, sorry. I misspoke” said Hendra.

“Ha ha ha. What's wrong, mom? People don't know that, it's natural. But the reality is rich so”

“Em, rames rice, like a soul mate with anget deh tea, mbak” said Hendra after tasting rames mbak Ning rice.

“Oh, anget tea. Okay” answer mbak Ning.

He gave a sweet smile to Hendra. Although for Hendra, the smile seemed forced, to cover his sadness. Also for the sake of respecting himself who is a customer mbak Ning. Soon, the warm tea was already served in front of him.

“Mbak, sorry yes, if my question even makes mbak Ning sad” scold Hendra.

“Oh?” mbak Ning who was daydreaming was surprised by Hendra's reprimand.

“Ngak papa's. I no longer think of him. Thinking about debt again. Ha ha ha” replied mbak Ning. His laughter also sounded forced, to Hendra's ears.

“Emang how big the hell, mbak? So, is it?” asked Hendra, continuing to devour his food.

“It is, ten million. Nyebar anyway, to some place” replied mbak Ning.

“Not. Make pay the debt my ex-husband”

“Hem?”

Hendra was surprised to hear that answer. Inwardly he wondered, who was that extremely irresponsible man? it's run away, leaving behind debt, again.

“He he's. I even confided in Hendra. Sorry, mas? So uncomfortable huh, eat it?”

“No papa, mbak. I've just never heard of such a rich answer. Hence shocked also”

Ma'am Ning did not answer. His mind wandered far and wide. Finding a way how to get the debt that is already at that maturity, he can immediately take care of. In order to pay, the money is not there yet.

“Kalo do need, I have, mbak” joked Hendra. Ma'am Ning was surprised to hear the curse.

“Same, mas. I get out of their same debt, I owe the same as Hendra” replied mbak Ning.

“Ya, at least, mbak Ning no need to worry anymore to make a sale. After all, what I'm bargaining for, the money stops. Not kepake”

Madam ning was silent again. His views were in conflict with Hendra. Because he was staring at Hendra's face. He was considering the offer. Only this time there was a person who was new to the day immediately offered unusual help like this.

“I have doubts, mas. Guys anyway, often there wants” replied mbak Ning.

“Hem?” Hendra jerks.

“Hempff, ha ha ha ha. Jeli also turned” comments Hendra. Sontak mbak Ning pinched Hendra's waist.

“Yes at most I ask for help mbak Ning to nyariin temen sleep” continued Hendra.

“Sleeping?” ask mbak Ning.

“Ya” replied Hendra short.

Hearing the word sleep, mbak Ning seemed to get an idea. Ideas that might be a surefire way to get out of the problems that surround it. Even if it has to be against his conscience.

“Where if I did, who became his sleep at Hendra?” ask mbak Ning.

“UHUU... UHUK UHUK” Hendra chokes.

“Mas, Hendra mas not papa?”

Ma'am ning panicked to see Hendra choking. In a hurry, he got a glass of water for Hendra to drink. Because it is impossible to drink tea that is still smoky. Some sips of water that turned out to be able to relieve choking.

“I mean ning?” asked Hendra, after subsiding from his shock.

“Kan was mas Hendra nawarin money mas Hendra who had not kepake. And Hendra said he wanted to find sleep. Eeem,” mbak Ning seemed hesitant to continue his sentence.

“Hendra knows, mbak. Don't be rich. If you need urgent, use it first. Behind it, don't think!”

“Yes time is not thought of, mas? I mean, let's not be in debt, gitu”

Hendra's turn was stunned. She looked at natural ayu face mbak Ning. He looked for the seriousness of the look in his eyes.he thought, this will be his entrance, looking for information about Stevani.

“I do not dare to be insolent, mbak. Ma'am Ning is older than me. I'm afraid kualat” said Hendra trying to provoke seriousness mbak Ning.

“Come dong, mas. If I don't talk, I'll never talk like this. I'm aja mas, who became a sleep team mas Hendra. Just say aja, how long do I have to nemenin mas Hendra with such a money!” answer mbak Yanti.

I think he was serious about what he said. If you are happy, what are you waiting for? the position of the house is strategic, he should have a lot of information for me.

“Ya, if you are sure, can aja” said Hendra.

Looks like a big smile on Ning's lips. Although it can not be compared with women who have been close to him, but Hendra felt that the face increased ayu when he was smiling so.

“Call for the account number, dong?” continued Hendra.

“Ha? Mas Hendra want to transfer now?” ask mbak Ning.

“Iya. afraid that tomorrow, keburunya jaga bank kemari” replied Hendra half joking.

“Bank hero? Bank street kali, mas. Ha ha ha, could. Wait, yes!”

Ms. Ning moved into the room behind the stall. Yeah, it's his house. Very simple to size Hendra. Shortly thereafter, Ning came out with a piece of paper bearing his account number, bank name, and also his name.

“Listya Ningrum?” chirp Hendra read the writing.

“Iya. That's my name” replied mbak Ning.

“Beautiful name.same match that have” praise Hendra.

There was a smile on Ning's lips, getting compliments from the handsome man before her.

“Udah yes, mbak” says Hendra. He's giving her a cell phone.

“Udah?” tanya mbak Ning still can't believe it. He read carefully what was plastered on Hendra's phone screen.

“Yeah, really that, mas?”

“Check aja!”

*TURN*

There's a cell phone ringing, and it's not Hendra's. Hurriedly, Ning got up from her seat, and approached the position of her phone.

“Bener mas, already in. Oh gosh. Thanks mas” said mbak Ning happy.

He was teary, feeling relief thanks to the help of Hendra. He walked back towards Hendra while wiping his eyes.

“Keep, what can I do for Hendra?” ask mbak Ning.

Hendra who had just finished eating, turned to mbak Ning. For a while, they just looked at each other without a word. Then Hendra's smile expands on his lips.?