Billionaire Bride
CH-50 Damian's attitude change

The day has morning. Damian opened the window of his room so that sunlight could enter. Seeing that Hanna was still sleeping, she would usually nag because Hanna had not woken up, not now. He sat beside the bed, staring at the woman who was still asleep. Hanna seemed to be moving her body, opening her eyes, opening them slowly. He almost cried out in surprise to see the handsome man sitting looking at him, fortunately he realized that he was pretending to be sick.

“Darling, are you awake?” ask Damian gently. Hanna immediately glanced at it with the corner of her eyes. There was a wind what this man called him dear. But he remembered again that he was pretending to be sick, where maybe his speech was explosive.

“It was noon,” he said slowly, even swallowed-low to look weak.

“Yes, are you better now?” ask Damian.

“My head is a little dizzy,” replied Hanna.

“You still dizzy? Want me to massage?” damian asked again, without hearing Hanna's reply, he went straight to the bed, sat down near Hanna, his hand touched Hanna's head, trying to massage her, even though the massage made Hanna grimace from being too energetic.

“Why are you massaging me like you hate me?” lamented Hanna.

“Too hard huh? I put ya,” said Damian, while massaging more slowly, making Hanna smile in her heart, often she pretended to be sick to pamper Damian.

“What's better?” ask Damian. Hanna wondered to herself inwardly, what was with Damian this morning so considerate? Looks like he's really stuck in his dad's office.

“That's here,” said Hanna, pointing towards her forehead. Damian's hand moved to massage her into Hanna's forehead.

“At the table there is porridge, you eat huh? “ucap Damian's.

“Port?” hanna asked, surprised to find that Damian had also ordered porridge.

“Yes, you have breakfast yes, I bribe,” Damian said.

Whahuh? Bribed? Hanna gets shocked, but then she thinks for sure because Damian thinks she's sick. Just do the work, he thought.

“Iya,” replied Hanna weakly, tired,lesu.

Damian took off his massage, arranged pillows stacked stacked stacked against the bed.

“Let's get up, you're sitting here,” Damian said, grabbing Hanna's back to help her get up, Hanna embracing Damian, pretending to be dizzy. The man leaned him against the bed rest that had been stacked with pillows, covered him again. Hanna just watched. Inwardly he wanted to laugh seeing Damian's extremely sweet demeanor.

Damian picked up the porridge bowl and the drinking glass on the sofa table. Then he kept the glass on a small table beside the bed, and sat down next to Hanna.

Damian's hands whisked the porridge, blown it many times and thrust into the mouth of Hanna, who immediately ate it because of hunger from last night did not eat, because he pretended to be sick so overslept.

“Enak porridge?” damian asked, as one bribe instantly ran out. Hanna forgot that she pretended to be sick, eating too greedily. He just nodded, now eat the porridge slowly chewed it, can-can be caught Damian, sick people eat it greedily.

“Do you want me to take you to the doctor?” damian asked, back to coke the porridge again for Hanna.

“No, no need, I was just drunk, so nausea later also healed,” reject Hanna. Damian was silent, it seemed like Hanna was pregnant, she kept feeling nauseous, she said in her heart.

“Alright then. I have an appointment with Cristian and the others to review the location of the real estate. You rest at home. If there's anything quick call me,” Damian said. Hanna nodded.

Damian looked into his finished porridge bowl. Pain also still remains greedy, his mind. But then he realized, said Mbah google, indeed pregnant portion of the meal more because of eating alone with the baby in the stomach. Neither does he dispute it. He took the spelled glass to Hanna, after which it was again stored in the small table.

“I want to go first yes, you take good care of yourself. If you want something, just say it. Don't forget to call me if there's anything,” Damian said, gently.

Hanna nodded. Damian woke up, and walked over, suddenly Damian “cup” kissed Hanna's forehead. It made Hanna startled and instantly hot really cold. The man consciously dyed his keining! Is it not wrong?

“I leave yes,” Damian said, staring at Hanna for a bit. After seeing Hanna nod, she walked out of the room.

Hanna opened her blanket, she felt sultry constantly covered. He was about to get out of bed, but suddenly the door of his room rang, like someone was opening it. He was back in a hurry to lie down and blanket. Damian went back into the room.

“Handtreeku missed,” he said. Hanna did not answer, she pretended to be asleep.

“You're sleeping again? Is your head dizzy again?” damian asked, worried, looking at Hanna who was lying covered again.

“Iya, “ Reply Hanna. Damian sat next to Hanna, his hand rubbing Hanna's hair.

“Do I want to accompany it, let Mr Indra see the location?” ask Damian.

“Mm no, you just go, I'm fine,” Hanna said weakly. He did not want to wait all day Damian, it could be found out he was lying.

“Yes already, I'm leaving yes,” said damian again, his hand back rubbed Hanna's hair. Hanna just nodded. Damian picked up the phone on his desk and walked out of the room. Makes Hanna breathe a sigh of relief, almost getting caught.

He gets up and sits on the bed. What he had to do all day in that room or it could be two or three days because he didn't want to meet Cristian.

How many days is Damian here? How about more than two days? He could rot in this room.

Hanna walked towards the window, looking at the beautiful beach scene.

“Jeruuuk! Jeruuuk!” There's an orange seller in the distance. The seller looks old, so Hanna feels sorry.

“Jeruk! Orange!” call him to a faraway beach. He waved his hand, hopefully the orange man could see but of course he couldn't, his room was either on what floor. There is no way the orange seller could have entered the hotel. He finally came out of the room, met the orange seller on the beach.

“How much is orange?” ask Hanna.

“Varies by price,” replied the orange seller.

“Beda? But just the same,” said Hanna.

“This one is cheaper, and this is more expensive,” said the orange seller pointed at his oranges.

“Varies Yes,” guman Hanna.

Hanna nodded her head in a nod, it turned out that there were sweet oranges and asems.

“But this is seger,” said the orange seller.

Hanna looked at the old orange seller, made Hanna pity, she also bought a lot of orange-kilo, want asem want sweet he wholesale all, all, then he was taken to his hotel room with the help of the orange seller. Hannapun provides additional tips for the orange seller. The room was full of oranges.

Damian during his time on the field, looked a lot dreamy, he did not concentrate on his work. Actually she wanted to call Hanna quickly, ask her news, and also the news of the baby. Huh huh? Baby news? Immediately popping in his mind many cute baby babies sitting on the edge of the highway they pass. She was confused, was it true that she would have a baby from a woman she was completely unfamiliar with? Why did this happen to him? Why didn't Hanna ever tell me she did anything other than just hug her? Why does he never remember doing it so many times?

“How about Sir?” asked Mr. Indra, as they got out of their car, in a large field.

“Mmm it's been two hours since we left, right?” damian asked, instead of answering Indra's question.

“Already sir,” replied Mr. Indra, do not understand. Damian walked away from his entourage, pulled out his phone and called Hanna.

It's been a few calls but the tone is just out of range. Where's she?

Damianpun approached Mr. Indra.

“Pak, I'm going to the hotel first, want to see my wife,” Damian said.

Mr. Indra just nodded. Damianpun asked for his car keys to the employees who drove his car earlier. He's headed to Marbela's hotel.

Along the hallway to the hotel, she makes another call but still can't be reached, worried she doesn't know Hanna's news.  She's afraid that anything will happen to Hanna and the baby. Huh huh? Baby again? A cute baby was seen sitting in a row along the hotel hallway. Even in every corner there is a baby who only uses diapers to wrinkle his thumbs funny.

He shook his head to remove the baby's shadow.

As soon as the door arrived, it just opened the door of the room that turned out to be unlocked.

Hanna who was sitting watching tv while eating her orange, was surprised, because suddenly someone entered her room without pressing the bell first. He also immediately stood staring at the figure who was suddenly in front of him, Damian.

The man looked sweaty, as he had already run for miles, staring at Hanna.

Hanna, who had not been able to hide behind the blanket, became nervous. He was worried that his pain would be caught. He just stared at Damian wrongly, with his mouth still chewing on the orange, and both hands holding the freshly peeled orange. After all, he thought, Damian must be angry, found out he was lying. Cold sweat immediately appeared to him. He had to reason especially so Damian wouldn't get angry?

“Mmm Damian me.” Hanna was confused as to what to say. But then surprised by Damian's words.

“I'm worried about you,” said Damian.

“Thank God you're okay. I called you a few times your phone was off,” Damian continued.

“It looks like batrenya runs out,” said Hanna.

Damian saw Hanna holding an orange, lots of orange peels strewn across the table. He also saw so many orange packs. Hanna bought so many oranges for what? Then she remembered in the article, which said that usually young pregnant women like to eat sour fruit. Sometimes it doesn't make sense either. And as soon as it was proven to Hanna, she bought so many oranges that she had pockets. It means that Hanna is pregnant.

“You bought this many oranges?” ask Damian.

“Iya sorry, the room is so messy full of oranges,” said Hanna.

“No, it's okay, let's sit down,” Damian said, instead taking Hanna to sit down, making Hanna even more astonished, this is Damian why?

Damian sat next to Hanna, sitting on a long sofa. The man smokes oranges strewn across the table.

“You want to try it?” hanna asked, on a whim she picked up the orange earlier at a different price that tasted a bit sour. He peeled it off, given Damian. Even Damian received it and ate it, at once he immediately grinned, asem.

“White! Asem really,” gritted, took the orange out of his mouth.

“Masa anyway? As sweet as this is,” said Hanna while chewing her orange, of course she chose a sweet orange that cost more earlier.

Seeing Hanna gobble up the very sour orange, Damian felt sure that Hanna was pregnant.

She looked at Hanna.

“Hanna!” call him.

“Hem?” hanna asked, looking at Damian.

Damian was still staring at him.

“Come we're married!” damian said, making Hanna surprised.

“What? Married?” hanna asked, widening her eyes, not expecting Damian to talk like that.

Damiann nodded.

“You sick?” ask Hanna.

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