Billionaire Bride
CH-29 News of Missing Persons

Hanna came out of a special room of clothes, just combed her hair and made-up. He saw the handsome man had also dressed neatly with his suit stelan. Sitting looked at him with his two hands folded on his chest.

“Your time is only 5 minutes,” Damian said, rather loudly, because the location of the sofa where he sat and the dressing table is quite a distance away.

“What's 5 minutes?” hanna asked, polishing her face in front of the mirror.

“It's time to dress up, get ready,” Damian replied.

“Where to prepare?” ask Hanna again.

Damian looked upset, he also woke up from his seat approaching Hanna who was sitting at the dressing table. Then he sat down beside the bed, from there he could see Hanna's face in the mirror.

“You forgot what I said earlier?” ask Damian again.

“What's the problem?” Hanna asked back. Now she makes makeup in her eyes.

“On punishment for you, you should always be by my side 24 hours,” Damian replied.

“What punishment is it. Like I'll have someone kidnap me,” muttered Hanna.

“It could be,” Damian replied, making Hanna surprised and turning her body towards Damian. Her eye makeup just next door looks weird. Damian just watched her.

“You're serious about kidnapping me?” hanna asked, curious.

“Of course, because you can sleep anywhere, making it easier for kidnappers to kidnap you. So remember, you should always be by my side. Don't go anywhere. If I need to make a necklace that reads so I know that you are not there,” Damian replied, making Hanna widen her eyes.

“The necklace that reads? Really, you equate me with a cat?” hanna grumbled, turning her back to face the makeup glass again continuing her makeup.

“You have 5 minutes, why are you so long? I did a lot of work today,” complained Damian.

“You just go by yourself. I do not want to accompany you to work, must be boring,” replied Hanna, now she began to polish her lips. Seeing Hanna begin to twist the lyst in her hand, making Damian's heart pump faster, her feelings begin to err. Moreover, Hanna began to muzzle her lips to polish it with lisptik red color.

“Stop!” damian shouted, making Hanna startled, and stopping his movements, looking at Damian inside the mirror.

“What's up? Why did you stop me?” ask Hanna

“Replace the lytic color. Don't be so red, tacky!” answer Damian.

Hanna frowned. Looking at the makeup glass, back moving her lips, nothing wrong, nothing tacky.

“My lipstick is good, I look prettier,” Hanna said.

“No, no, replace the softer ones only. Time you don't have?” damian. She immediately approached the dresser, took one of the lisptics to open it and saw the color, felt it did not match, sought another color.

“What is all your lisptics in red? Are there no other colors?” ask Damian.

“Of course it's red, I have to wear a blue or purple lipstick, my lips look jontor later,” replied Hanna.

“I mean don't be too flashy,” replied Damian.

“This is flashy huh?” Hanna turned her lips toward Damian, made Damian blush, broke into a cold sweat, and became nervous. Why are those red lips teasing her more?

“There is no need to hold a lip so,” forbid Damian.

“What's really why? Is something wrong?” Hanna looked back at the glass. He was confused by his lisptics.

“Do not be tempted by my red lips,” seductive Hanna with a smile.

“What are you talking about?” bentak Damian's.

“Yes yes no need to be angry so, I know you are a rich man who is stingy, will not spend money to just kiss me, I know.had known..” said Hanna, nodding.

“You are! Wear this one alone,” Damian gives lisptik a softer color.

“I wonder, why women like lipstick red color,” grumbled Damian.

“Of course, if red makes you sexier and more seductive,” replied Hanna.

Damian was silent, he also moved away from the glass. Sexi and mnggoda? What's that woman talking about? he thought, trying to calm his heart that was not because of.

Eventually Hanna changes her listptic color to a softer one, rather than having to fight with Damian.

“I'm done sakarang. Next what? I have to come with you to the office?” ask Hanna. She is beautiful and wears her shoes.

“Iya,” Damian replied.

“How about I get bored and bored?” ask Hanna.

“You can read the tabloid or something,” Damian replied again, starting to walk to the door.

“Alright,” Hanna said as she nodded and grabbed her bag.

“But look out yes. Take care of your attitude, you're my wife now, don't embarrass me,” Damian said.

“You also don't sleep on my office couch let alone snore. Or if I need to replace the sofa with a wooden chair,” Damian said.

“You are so outrageous, I was told to sit on a wooden chair, my ass could hurt. You take it easy, I slept well last night,” grumbled Hanna. Spontaneous holding his butt that still hurts from falling earlier.

“Yes so good, you didn't hug me again last night,” Damian complained.

“Yes I'm sorry, I didn't accidentally,” Hanna said.

“Always the same reason,” grumbled Damian again.

When they left the house, Ms.Sofia seemed to be reading the morning newspaper while enjoying her warm drink.

“You'll work?” sofia asked Damian, but Damian didn't answer.

Hanna turned to the direction not far from them, Satria was washing her motorcycle. Despite washing the bike, just by wearing a short calana and a tee shirt, the man looks still handsome, even showing his biceps muscle muscles and flat stomach.

Hanna looked at him for a moment. A handsome man, wearing such clothes also looks handsome. Hanna smiled at herself.

“You why?” damian asked Hanna, who was surprised and removed her smile, turned to Damian. Damian turned his head towards Satria, he was a bit annoyed that Hanna was watching Satria.

“It's okay, why?” hanna asked, shaking her head.

Hanna turned to Ms.Sofia, she immediately widened her eyes when she saw the back of the newspaper that was being read by Ms.Sofia.

News of missing people! There's a picture of him there! Looks like his family's looking for his freedom in the paper. Anywhere immediately pale, what if Ms.Sofia reads it? Could serious. Hannapun find a way to let Miss.Sofia release her newspaper. He approached his mother-in-law.

“Bu, Sorry earlier said Mr. Wardi, mother's phone rang continuously, it looks like someone called,” said Hanna, lying.

Ms.Sofia frowned.

“Really?” ask Ms.Sofia. Hanna.

Damian who heard Hanna's words, astonished, he did not feel Mr. Wardi talking anything. But he did not bother, immediately walked to his car.

Mrs.Sofiaun got up and kept her newspaper on the table. Seeing Ms.Sofia come into the house. Hanna immediately picked up the newspaper, she saw that part of the newspaper. News of his disappearance, for those who find him will be given some money, call a number, it looks like Cristian's number.

“Hanna! Come quickly in!” damian shouted as he opened the door. His shout made Satria turn towards Hanna who was holding a newspaper.

“Iya!’ hanna replied, she immediately took the last sheet of the newspaper and hurriedly folded it while put in her bag, she also walked hastily to approach Damian's car. Not long after the car was away.

Along the way, Hanna was agitated, meaning news of her entering the newspaper? What if Damian finds out? And meet Cristian? And give it back to Cristian? Ah no, it's getting more complicated. Cristian will give it back to his parents, and it could be that he will force her to remarry Cristian, or it could be that his parents are angry and punish him for marrying her to an old man ? Ah no, no, what if she's married off to an old rich guy? Don't make! Hanna imagines being forced to marry grandfathers. Standing in the guarantee, as soon as he saw the man beside him, the grandfather –grandfather smiled sweetly at him and showed his tooth tooth is toothless. Ampuuun no, that must not happen!

“No!” shout Hanna. Damian was surprised, spontaneously stopping his car.

“What's up? Why?” damian asked, looking over.

“It's okay,” Hanna replied as she shook her head, removing the face of the grandparents who became her groom.

“You surprised me,” muttered Damian, getting back to running his car.

Hanna thought again, Damian certainly in his office will be many pictures of himself in the newspapers read by employees. What's he supposed to do? Like he had to get rid of those newspapers. First mission. Had to find a place where the newspaper kept and throw it away. He had to throw it away.

They reach the building where Damian works.

Entering the loby, as usual the security guard and receptionist greeted Damian and greeted Hanna.

“Pak, Mom, Good morning,” said they smiled kindly. Now everyone knows that Hanna is Damian's wife.

They both stood in the elevator. Damian pushed the elevator button.

“Damian, I want to go to the toilet, you go alone, I follow,” Hanna said.

“Use the toilet in my office only,” Damian said.

“No, no, I can't stand it,” replied Hanna while holding her stomach, hurriedly leaving Damian, running towards Loby's living room towards the toilet. Damian took the elevator himself.

 After Damian entered the elevator, Hanna dyed in the lobby. Look around for the location of newspaper storage which is usually located near the seat of the stump.

It was true to his estimation that the newspaper was near the waiting chair. Anywhere there. Newspapers are stacked from various media.

Seen one, sure enough, Cristian made the announcement of the missing person in various types of newspapers. Hannapun looked around, no one noticed him. Hurry up and take all the papers, and immediately go to the big trash cans and throw them away. His heart was relieved to have thrown away the newspapers. He also returned to circulate around, looking lonely, maybe the employees were on up to the top floor, and no one sat sitting relaxed in the lobby. He went back to the elevator door. He saw a cleaning service officer mopping the floor near the waiting chairs in the lobby, he looked astonished because the newspaper storage was empty. Hanna smiled inwardly, she suddenly remembered something. In Damian's office there must be a lot of newspapers and tabloids. He hurriedly entered the open elevator door. What if Damian reads it?

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Continue tomorrow.

Sorry yes just up, the author took part in a race to make rice tumpeng se rt with mothers se rt so ga had time to write.

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