All Chapters of MY LAWYER: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Having friends even if only a few, but helping each other in difficult times and always providing support so that the spirit is again in times of need is a gift to be grateful for. Beneficial for the world and the hereafter is better than many friends only when you are happy, playing until you forget time and obligations. Haziya greeted them happily, ushering Miska, Anis and Zaweel into the house. Even though it was only this morning that the three of them came home from home, and in the afternoon they returned, still Haziya's mother treated them like guests. "Eat the fried rice first, the rendang meat is still delicious. This is Lidya's favorite rendang beans, soft. Let's eat it!" Mother welcomes those who do not have the heart to refuse even though they have lunch. Out of respect for their hosts, they sat in a circle around the dining table to eat their food. "Ziya doesn't eat?" asked Anis rebuking Haziya who was busy

Zaweel invited everyone to stop at Freshrock Caffe to fill their stomachs because it was already lunch time. "A lot of messages, Ziya to be strong!" cried Anis. "Yes, Sis, why only order two menus. Another message is also so that you have energy, prove to them that you can be fine after being separated from that man," added Lidya, she didn't like seeing her sister grieve continuously, especially if she cried a man like Shabir. Wasting time. "That's enough, Derek," said Haziya, but Miska immediately wrote an additional menu for Haziya." "Miska, just delete it rather than waste it," suggested Haziya, but Lidya forbade it. "Ma'am, it won't take long," said Miska as she handed the menu book to the cafe waitress. "Okay, wait a minute, sis," he said before leaving for the pantry. "They're right, son, you have to eat a lot," said his father to t

Haziya and Lidya stopped first at a food stall which is famous for its Apaleh satay menu. Peanut sauce with a distinctive aroma smells the smell of the two of them when they pass the Banda-Medan protocol road. A few kilometers before reaching the city of Lhokseumawe. Dozens of kupi stalls lined up with two faces of each store filled with a shelf of satay. The workers wear Acehnese batik which is different for each stall. In addition to satay, there is also an Acehnese fried noodle seller who is no less delicious pampering the tongues of tourists. Some of them even deliberately went from Banda Aceh to Lhokseumawe just to taste this Apaleh satay. The six-hour journey paid off when the delicacy of beef processed into satay made them want to visit again later. "Use two rice, bro and sweet iced tea," Lidya ordered when the satay seller brother asked for their order. "Okay, please wait a minute, Dick."

"My Zaweel!" Mama greeted Zaweel on the terrace, he immediately hugged his son as if he had just come home from school. "How many kilos did you lose?" Mom looks at her child's appearance from top to bottom. "Don't tell me because you think too much about the widow's case, you--" "Mom, I want to take a shower first after eating. I'm really hungry, what are you cooking?" Zaweel deliberately cut off his mother's words, he didn't want them to argue about unimportant things on the terrace. "Come on, mama has cooked a lot of your favorite food. You take a shower first, mama warm it up for a while." Zaweel climbs the stairs, he doesn't hate his mother who is overreacting and doesn't like Haziya even though he doesn't know her formally. His mother was not a bad person, in fact she loved him so much because of that Zaweel had great respect for the woman who had given birth to him.

"I came back to Jakarta this morning." While reading the last message from Zaweel, Haziya felt a strange tingle in her chest. He didn't even reply right away, his eyes heavy with a pool of dew. Why was Haziya suddenly pressed by a feeling of uncertainty? His heart ached when he read those words. Haziya realized she was just a client to Zaweel, had no right to control when the man returned to her city. However, why has there been no goodbye since yesterday? At least Zaweel told him about the departure this morning, just to make small talk? Immediately Haziya realized that their relationship was nothing more than that between a client and a lawyer. He had no right to sue Zaweel with the disappointment he received now. The man is free to go anywhere, even if he doesn't return to Aceh to continue the status of a lawyer for him, it's legal. She didn't know the reason for Zaweel's sudd