Billionaire Bride
CH-116 COD
The security guard who served at the gate of his house, Mr. Louis, was in the post, while two more people stood in front of the gate.
A duck motorbike with so much stuff in front of it stopped right in front of the gate of Mr. Louis' house. It appears that a man wearing a black jacket that covers the uniform of a red shirt is modified in white, using a red helmet and dark glass.
Tiid Tiid Tiid! The biker honked his horn.
“Package!” yelled the biker.
“Make who?” ask the big tall man standing guard.
The courier got off his bike, picked up a package and saw the house license plate attached to the side wall of the gate .
“Number 112,” murmured.
“This bill!” the driver was still wearing his helmet.
“Package for whom?” ask the security guard, loosening his head from the post.
The courier read again a package he was holding.
“Make Hanna Ananta princess,” answer that courier.
“This package!” said the guard, extending his hand through the fence. But of course the package is quite large will not be able to pass through the iron fence.
Mr. Security Guard opened the fence of Mr. Louis' house.
“Where is the package?” ask Satpam.
“COD Sir,” answer that courier.
“COD?” ask the security guard who is standing next to the open fence.
“Pay in place, must be signed and photographed by the recipient directly, the note is so,” replied the courier.
The guards looked at each other.
“Ya can enter, bring your bike, I call non Hanna,” said Satpam.
The courier got back on his bike, and he started it, running it into Mr. Louis's house.
The security guard walked into the porch of the house, knocking on the door several times.
“Non! Non Hanna!” pangolin. The door opened, and a housekeeper looked at the man.
“Ad what? Non Hanna was in her room,” she said.
“There COD package must be received non Hanna directly,” said the Satpam.
“Yes already, you are back in the post, I want to call non Hanna,” said the assistant of the house, while entering the house.
The courier got off the bike without removing the helmet and brought the package again, along with paper and a cellphone.
The house assistant knocked on Hanna's room door several times.
“Non! A package! COD! Said to be received directly by Non!” that ART word.
Hanna who was in her room with activities that are not clear, just sleeping.
“What? Package COD?” hanna asked, she was astonished because she did not feel shopping for goods online, the hape was at Damian's house.
“Iya COD,” reply ART it.
Finally Hanna wakes up lazily despite being confused, COD what, how much should she pay for the item? He doesn't feel like shopping.
“Mana?” hanna asked while opening the door.
“Abang her courier in front,” replied to that ART, then she went towards the back room of the house.
Hanna saw a man in a black jacket with an interior of a white modified red uniform shirt and a red helmet standing at the door with a neatly wrapped package.
Hanna approached the courier, who was instead standing looking at her, as she appeared at the door.
“Package from where? I don't feel like buying stuff online,” asked Hanna, looking at the man covered in black glass and then at the package she was holding.
“This package,” said the courier gave the package, Hannapun received it.
“What package? How much should I pay, this what the hell is it,” muttered Hanna while reading the writing on the package and then flipped back the box.
“How much?” ask Hanna.
“Have been paid,” replied the courier took Hanna by surprise.
“Have been paid?” hanna asked, looking at the courier.
The courier opened the glass of his helmet. Hanna was surprised when she saw that pair of pretty eyes, Damian eyes.
“Damian?” he murmured, with trembling lips. Hanna did not expect the man to come to her house disguised as a courier. Damianpun.
Spontaneous only, Hanna's eyes immediately turned red, hearing him. The tears were already in his eyes.
“Don't, don't cry,” Damian said, he couldn't bear to see Hanna cry. His hand stretched out rubbing a few drops of tears that fell on Hanna's cheek.
“Don't, don't cry,” repeat. Hanna could not say anything. His chest suddenly felt tight.
“Where's your Mom?” ask Damian.
“Mother has left for the restaurant,” replied Hanna, still staring at Damian.
Actually he wanted to hug her but in front there were two men standing guard at the gate and Pak Satpam at his post, they could definitely see that they were hugging.
Damian's finger touched Hanna's face, rubbed her forehead, onto her cheek, into her nose, stopped to her lips, because she was helmeted she couldn't kiss Hanna.
“I miss you,” Damian said. Looked at Hanna from behind her helmet.
“Me too,” answered Hanna, her hand holding Damian's hand on her cheek.
“You are desperate to come here,” said Hanna.
“I can't bear to see you,” Damian replied.
Suddenly the sound of a car horn in front of the fence. Hanna rattled towards the fence, while Damian covered his helmet glass.
“Cristian! You better go home,” said Hanna, when she saw the car now entered the yard of the house was Cristian's car.
There was jealousy running through Damian's chest. Cristian can freely enter this house, while he must pretend to be a COD courier.
Damian covered the black helmet glass.
Cristian's car stopped near Damian's bike. Cristian looked at the bike. Looks like there's a parcel officer, he's getting out of his car.
“You'd better go home,” said Hanna, staring at Damian.
”I love you,” Damian said.
“I love you too,” reply Hanna.
“Hanna!” christian's voice called out to him, making Hanna turn her head.
“There is a package introduction?” ask Cristian.
“Iya, I'm shopping online,” replied Hanna.
“Oh,” says Cristian, having close.
Damian turned his back on Cristian.
“Wait!” cristian said, making Damian stop his steps.
Hanna just saw Cristian stop Damian.
Cristian approached Damian who was behind him.
“Now Hanna is mine, I will marry her, I hope you don't see her again,” says Cristian, hearing Cristian's words, Hanna is surprised, so Cristian recognizes that the courier is Damian.
“What are you talking about? He's a package officer,” Hanna said.
Cristian ignored Hanna's words, he still looked at Damian who was on his back.
“Hanna never shop online, usually I drive her shopping,” Cristian said.
Hearing Cristian's words, Damian's emotions ignited, he turned his back, but Hanna immediately stood between the two men.
He looked at Damian.
“The package I have received,” said Hanna, meaning that Damian will leave immediately.
Damian held his breath trying to control himself, looked at Hanna for a bit and then turned his back towards the parked motorcycle.
Hanna stood staring at Damian's departure, her heart felt sad to have to part with Damian again, her heart was sad to be able to meet him only Damian had to pretend to be the courier of all. He saw the package in his hand. Then he turned his head to look at Cristian.
Hanna said nothing, she went inside, Cristian followed.
Damian stops his motorbike outside the gate, pretending to tidy up his belongings, but sees Hanna entering the house with Cristian.
Her heart is breaking, she is heartbroken, the woman she loves is gone, and she has to use whatever means to get Hanna back to her. Seeing Cristian easily enter the house Damian guessed that they were likely to be remarried. Can't, he can't get ahead of Cristian.
Damian recalls his suggestion Satria asked her stepmother to propose to Hanna, does she need to do it? Asking for help from the stepmother who separated her from her mother?
After seeing Cristian and Hanna enter, Damian went back on his bike, running it slowly down the crowded street, he returned to his home.
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