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Pipit left his lawyer and Jamal alone in his room, as soon as Pipit left Jamal was intending to return before being expelled as before. Jamal was held by two burly men, out of nowhere they appeared, who clearly lost power despite trying to rebel with all their might.

The two clash their mouths, but Jamal becomes the loser. The man was terrified, asking what he wanted from himself. Apparently he was told to choose from two things that were given to him. He had to choose carefully because this was all related to his future.

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"What's the choice?" jamal asked snorting presumptuously, covering that he was currently trembling in fear.

"The choice is easy, you just have to step away and look no further in front of Mrs Pipit, or do you want to make a second choice?" he said a little explaining.

Jamal snorted, obviously he objected to being told to stay away and not to be seen again in front of Pipit. Though his intention to go back and make as much money as possible for the rest of his life. How could he stay away so easily. "What's the second choice for me?" tanyanya haughty.

The lawyer smiled broadly, propping up his hand on his chin. "Get into jail for a time that doesn't know how long it will take for our side to file charges!" he said with a relaxed tone. It was as if the prison was just an ordinary recreation ground and not a place where criminals were punished.

"What kind of absurd request is that?" jamal's snort is upset. There is nothing beneficial between the two, it is not choice but coercion. "Nothing I got from those two things!" the man continued to count the profits.

"If you're not ready to choose, let us make the choice" said the lawyer, being very friendly. "We will make the best choice between the two choices we give you" he said. The man deliberately paused his words. "For example, let you go to jail!" the man put on a sinless look.

"I don't want to!" jamal raised his voice. Hearing the word prison alone had made him sultry, the time he had to languish there for an unknown time until when it would end.

"Then the choice is only one, you stay as far away as possible and should not appear in front of my two clients!" timpal the lawyer with sneaky shiny eyes.

"There's no advantage I get if I choose that!" jamal's snort tried to stay unaffected.

"The good thing is you don't go to jail, do you?" reply to Jamal's interlocutor lightly. "Please decide, sir!" said urgent.

Jamal rubbed his face rough. "Can't I be given that money?" the man said desperately.

"No choice said that, sir," the lawyer laughed at Jamal.

"You know, I'm here to start over with my family. But what I got was a rejection! Can't you just take a little pity on me and let me fight?" asked Jamal in a clear tone. He learned that he could not speak loudly to the man in front of him. There was nothing he would get by shouting, so Jamal changed his ways and made himself look very miserable. Who knew that this man in front of her would pity her even if it was just a little.

"Yes, yeah, yeah. I know that very well!" he said chimed in with a lazy tone.

"You don't even believe it, do you?" ask Jamal with a wry face.

"I didn't say anything!" the lawyer said.

"I'm really sorry and I just want to start over again, give my son the love I haven't given all this time, and pamper him with everything I have" Jamal lamented. He hoped his story would tap the hearts and minds of the lawyers in front of him.

"Can't I be given one chance?" tanya Jamal.

"There's no such choice, sir!" reply the man in front of him remains professional.

"I'm sorry, really!" jamal rubbed his face to make it look like he was desperate and regretted everything he had done.

"Choose one of the two options given, sir!" the lawyer reminded.

"Ah, v*lan. There is no heart! Can't you just give me a little leeway?" maki Jamal is full of emotions.

"Don't complain much, just pick it up!" the lawyer threatened.

"I don't want to choose! What can you do?!" jamal's snort while breaking the table.

"As I said earlier, our side will decide if you are not willing to decide!" said.

Jamal gnashed his bitter teeth, if he could he would run away right now. Two people behind him. "This is called coercion! I'll sue you!" threaten Jamal's.

"Then choose what you think is the best of the two choices we offer!"

"I'll stay away and never show up in front of Pipit and Laura!" jamal said relented for now. Staying away for a while is no problem, than he is in prison and can not do anything else in the future.

"Alright, then, you'll sign here!" the lawyer said he handed me some papers.

"What's this?" jamal asked hesitantly to put his signature on the paper given to him. He felt that he made a mistake if he signed the papers.

"Only a small agreement that says you can't go back to this city and also be seen in front of my clients!" said explain. "If you break, of course there will be consequences that you receive later," he continued in a relaxed tone. "Well, sign it and you can get the hell out of here!" close the lawyer with a brief smile.

There was no other choice, Jamal was forced to sign the treaty. He's upset, he's angry, but there's nothing he can do. "It won't end like this!" hiss Jamal put on a fierce look.

"Well, because I'm kind and very unbearable with people who have no destination. Let me take you to a place that looks like it will fit a great person like master!" the lawyer stood up, prayer encoding the two men who were holding back Jamal's movements to follow him. The two moved according to the lawyer's eye gesture, not forgetting to bring Jamal in their midst.

"Hoi, hoi, where are we going?" peekik Jamal panicked. "I did what you told me to do!" he continued to sound panicked. "What do you want to do with me?" continue the man. No one helped him, all indifferent and unmoved despite hearing the ravings Jamal made. Jamal and the others were invisible to the eyes of the other workers who were in the same building as them.

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