Billionaire Bride
CH-6 Later in Spa beauty salon

Today Hanna was really pampering herself. From the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot is done care, hours at the beauty spa that makes it very comfortable.

Now that he was stretching, his body was wrapped in only white cloth, a spa maid was stretching her legs with refreshing herbs. So comfortable being massaged, long before falling asleep.

It was late afternoon, Damian walked back and forth in Loby with Mr. Indra.

“You know where he went?” ask Damian.

“No sir, Madam also does not use the driver, it seems to use a taxi,” replied Mr. Indra.

“Where is he? Shouldn't we be flying by now?” ask Damian.

“True, we must arrive in Paris soon,” replied Mr. Indra.

“Try you check the nearest salons, if there is a customer named Hanna,” Damian command.

“Good sir,” replied Mr. Indra.

Damian was sitting on the sofa with a sour face.

“Pak, are we staying? Let the Madam catch up?” advice from Indra.

Damian shakes.

“No, no, he has to come with me,” Damian replied. He could have left the woman who was a nobody, but he would not have slept well if he had not taken her. Truly a troublesome wife. Time to the salon all day is not enough, even now it is getting dark.

“Pak, we found it!” exclaim mr Indra.

“Good. Where is she?” ask Damian, with relief.

“At a beauty spa, will the driver pick her up?” ask Mr. Indra.

“Not the driver, but I'll pick him up. Come!” damian answered, get up from his seat. He wondered what the woman was doing all day in the beauty salon.

 They were at the place they were headed.

“Nona Hanna is in the loop room,” replied the Spa waiter.

“Alright, I'll be there,” Damian said.

“Do not!” said the Spa waiter.

“Why?” damian didn't understand.

“That's a women's special area,”

“What is he in a crowded room?” ask Damian

“Not, it's just banned men from getting in there,”

“I'm her husband, I'm used to seeing my wife's body,” Damian replied, just talk to me.

“Alright, come,” finally the spa waiter brought Damian to the stretch.

Damian saw the woman sleeping on her stomach, wrapped only in a white cloth from chest to knee. Her hair uses a cover.

“You're out,” drive it to Spa's waitress, who leaves them immediately.

Damian looked at Hanna's calf which was golden yellow due to the stretching potion.

He started massaging the calf, it was soft, gradually getting harder, making Hanna wake up.

“Nona! Your massage was very hard, I was in pain,” he said as he yawned.

Damian massaged again gently.

“It's better, but why do your hands feel so hard yes, not as soft as before,” said Hanna. Suddenly Damian massaged his calf violently until Hanna shouted and woke up.

“What are you doing? My leg hurts!” he screamed, and immediately sat down. His face is still white masked, only the two eyes and his mouth are coiled not teken mask.

“You! What are you doing here?” hanna shouted, while holding a white cloth on her chest.

“Nona! Miss!” shout Hanna. The spa maid immediately entered the room.

“Why do you allow men to enter?” he snapped, annoyed at the Spa waiter.

“Isn't he Madam's husband?” answer the Spa waiter. Damian just stood looking at him. Hanna was silent.

“Yes, you're right, you can go out,” Hanna told the spa waiter. Then looked at Damian who was also staring at his masked face.

“You want what you came here for?” ask Hanna.

“You know what time it is? We are going to Paris right now,” Damian replied, with a sniffle.

“What time is it?” hanna asked, looking at the clock on the wall it was already 8 p.m.

“Hah 8 hours!” he cried with surprise.

“It looks like I overslept,” he lamented.

“You're just sleeping, didn't you wake up so late?” damian Grunts.

“I'm still sleepy,” replied Hanna.

“You are! I've done a lot!” damian's Overestimation.

“Why don't you hurry to go to Paris. I'll catch up,” replied Hanna.

“I can not sleep if you do not come,” said Damian, keceplosan, last night he slept very well, and make him wake up more fresh to make his body feel fresher.

Hanna laughed at him.

“You're talking just getting weird. Come quickly we want to leave,” said Damian, while out of the room.

Hanna quickly cleans up and follows Damian flying to Paris.

On the plane, Hanna reversed her sleeping position. His feet to the higher part, head down, he also stretched his hands with fingers stretched.

Damian was actually trying to ignore him, he was sitting casually holding his newspaper. But for a long time he was sultry also saw that woman kept on blowing her fingers alternately.

“What are you doing?” ask Damian.

“Not doing anything. I just felt my fingernails being treated this afternoon. You see my nails look shiny and beautiful,” replied Hanna, back blowing her fingers.

“Your leg, why your leg?” ask Damian.

“My legs are sore and in pain because you massaged my calves hard, it feels like my calf bones want to crumble,” Hanna complained excessively.

Damian didn't talk anymore, he went back to reading the paper. Talking to the woman seemed like talking to a madman, he thought.

Suddenly, Hanna wakes up from her sleep.

“Master!” call him to Damian with the word Master, make Damian annoyed, he brought his face closer to his newspaper so as not to see Hanna.

“I've been taking care of myself all day do I look beautiful now?” ask Hanna.

Damian didn't bully him. Ah she doesn't care if the woman wants to be beautiful no, again she doesn't care.

Feeling bitter, Hanna sneered, but she returned beaming.

“It turns out to be a fun rich guy huh. Can do whatever you want,” he said. Rubbing her hair, glazing in a glass while squatting.

“My hair also looks good,” murmured.

Damian glanced at the woman behind her newspaper. Lack of work, his mind, back to reading his newspaper.

“Master, are we going to Paris now?” ask Hanna.

Again calling him Master, annoying, Damian just kept grumbling in his heart.

“You don't like me calling you Sir? But I like it,” said Hanna while chuckling, making Damian more and more.

“Can't you stop talking? You are very noisy,” Damian.

“You want me to sleep? I'll sleep, but I won't wake up if you're delirious,” said Hanna, still glazed over the glass.

“Try it if you dare, you have to return my money 2x fold,” threatened Damian.

“Huh You are, I am looking for a house that is not too expensive, so that I can also use the money to do business,” said Hanna. Damian did not answer.

“I've transferred monthly money for you,” said Damian, making Hanna surprised, she also stood up to Damian.

“You're serious about sending monthly money for me?” ask Hanna.

“I told you, be my wife don't be a shame,” Damian complained.

“That you are so good, I really became rich!” exciting Hanna.

“How about I really become your wife huh?” ask Hanna while she grinned.

“No way, you're not my type,” Damian said, making Hanna sneer.

He sat back in his chair in the right position.

“My husband's candidate is actually very good, he loves me very much,” said Hanna, as if talking to herself. Damian's ears started tapering, what the woman was going to say.

“We are friends threesome from small. Me, Cristian and Sherli.  Christian was so nice to me, he always took care of me from childhood. On the night of the wedding, Sherli suddenly tells her that she loves Cristian. She was crying in my room before my wedding to Cristian. That night I kept thinking and wondering if I really loved Christian or was used to being with him from childhood. Then I thought of Sherli, saw her crying because she was so sad Cristian wanted to marry me, I realized I never cried for Cristian like that. The cry that I never felt when I felt homesick or lost cristian, from which I decided to cancel the wedding, in the second we were getting married, I chose to leave,”, said Hanna, her eyes glared at the thought of her marriage.

“So actually you're taking Cristiana or you just feel sorry for Sherli?” damian asked, putting down the paper.

Hanna laughed, looking at him.

“I don't think you're listening to hahaha..” he said, lying in his chair against Damian. The man became annoyed, he took back his newspaper and read it.

“Awas not sleeping! You have a duty to embrace me!” shout Damian.

“Iya, yes,” replied Hanna while yawning.

“It looks like you're going to sleep. Be careful if you do not fulfill your obligations, you must return my money two x fold,” exclaimed Damian again.

“Iya, I know,” said Hanna, back yawning.

“Looks like you want to sleep,” Damian said, keeping a newspaper in his lap.

“No, I just yawned,” Hanna said again, while yawning again.

“You sleepy?” ask Damian.

“No,” replied Hanna, again yawned.

“You sleeping?” damian asked, no answer. Looks like Hanna's asleep. He smiled, looking at the girl who was lying in the seat of the plane, which was on the other side to his right.

That woman, why did she become attached to that woman? Women of unclear origin. Hugging her provides comfort in her sleep. He went back to reading his newspaper.

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Hi Readers, do not ask why the story is strange, the author wants to ngehalu hehehe…

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