Billionaire Bride
CH-88 Hanna Sulk

Damian runs his car while occasionally glancing at the woman next to him. Hanna was still frowning since this morning.

“You why?” ask Damian. Hanna did not answer. He felt annoyed at Damian, Damian should have told him long ago if he slept so, do not even memorize the daleman he often wears.

“After capital city you want what?” damian asked trying to melt the atmosphere.

There's still no answer either.

“You're still mad?” ask Damian. Suddenly he stopped his car on the road and put his handbrake on.

Hanna was silent not to talk, today she was not in the mood to do anything. Even Damian stopped the car and the woman said nothing, making Damian feel uncomfortable.

Damian tilted his body at Hanna, the woman still pouting looking ahead. Seeing this woman sulking like this instead of upsetting Damian, he felt funny instead. Why should Hanna be angry? Angry at who?

“You pout so, did I make a mistake?” ask Damian.

Hanna just shut up.

“I don't understand why you're angry? The sleep is irregular that you, not me, I have been kind enough to cover you every day,” Damian said.

The woman was still pouting. Damian was still staring at him.

“Don't be mad at me, I can't stand it if you put it this way. To the capital is very far away, the time along the way you just shut up?” damian said again.

The woman was still pouting, not budging in the slightest.

“What should I do so you want to talk to me, when you keep lashing out?” damian. Hanna was still silent, making Damian confused to have to seduce how else so that Hanna wanted to talk.

“How about we just shop? Do you want to buy new clothes or new shoes or do you want to buy jewelry? Or do you want to eat something good? Or moreover yes..” Damian scratched his head, it turns out that women sulking it hard to seduce.

He sat back in his seat facing forward. Shutting down his car engine, he leaned back, not speaking anymore, with both hands propping up his head. She kept thinking about how to keep Hanna from getting angry again and she wanted to talk again as usual. Really can't stand being let down like this.

Damian lowered his hands, then turned to Hanna who was still silently pouting. He also opened his phone directly searching.

“How to cope with an angry lover,” read Damian. He read it in his heart, then searched again.

“Why is your lover angry?” read Damian again. He read it for a while and then searched again.

“Cause of domestic quarrels,” read Damian again. Then he frowned.

“Am I married now?” muttered. Then he glanced at Hanna who was still pouting looking ahead. Damian took a deep breath and returned to searching.

“Tips overcomes household problems, household again..” Damian murmured again.

“How to cope with an angry wife, well this seems suitable, a wife who is angry in the morning, what try the contents.” Damian back to reading.

“1. Get to know the cause of your angry wife,” read Damian. He looked at Hanna. That his wife is still pouting, make his heart greget only.

“Know the cause of your wife getting angry. Angry why my wife? Just because he knows his sleep is messy, he's angry, confused,” Damian said, re-reading his Handphone.

“2. Try asking yourself if you hurt your wife?” Read Damian, he then thought.

“Try you ask yourself if you hurt your wife.”Return Damian turns to Hanna and looks at her.

“Did I hurt you? I don't think so, I just accidentally saw your thug every day, it didn't hurt,” Damian shook his head.  Hanna was still quiet.

Damian re-read the article on his phone.

“3. Take a look around if there is another cause your wife is angry,” read Damian. He thinks back.

“Circular? It doesn't feel like anything,” Damian said.

“4.Have you apologized to your wife? Although you do not feel guilty, the wife will be happy if you apologize.” read more Damian.

“Hemm should apologize yes even if not feel guilty? Yes it is for the sake of the happy wife I will apologize,” he said, then tilted his body to look at Hanna who was still pouting.

“My wife, I'm sorry, even though I don't feel guilty, I'm sorry,” Damian said. Staring at Hanna, her woman was completely like a rock, moving as well as not. Until he was confused what the hell did Hanna want? Just stress him out.

“That's point to 4, and you're still craving it,” Damian said.

Finally, he sat back down and read the article.

“5. After apologizing, give a gift that makes your wife happy.” read Damian again.

“Gift? What gift is it? Suddenly, what gift will be given?” damian asked, then turned to Hanna.

“Poin to 5 I have to give a gift, what gift do you want? Speak also do not want, earlier I offered you shopping for clothes, shoes and even jewelry but you are still silent,” Damian complained. Hanna still didn't budge.

Suddenly he remembered something. He took out his wallet.

“You say you measure a person's love by his money? Now I give you money, but in my wallet there is 1 million, this I give you,” Damian said, while removing the money 1 million is stored in Hanna's lap. Hanna was still quiet.

“You are silent, I have given you money, this is not money services hugging me, but money from a man like you said that,” Damian said. He's getting upset that the woman's still pouting.

“The article is not good, it turns out you are still angry,” complained, then sit back and read the article.

“6.Give a kiss to your wife,” read Damian. Suddenly he smiled.

She looked at Hanna.

“Articles to 6. Give your wife a kiss. I think it's an effective way for you to react if I'm going to kiss you,” Damian said.

Hearing Damian's words, Hanna's eyes began to move, the more this man wanted to kiss her, the longer this man kissed her.

Damian leaned his body towards Hanna. When her face was close to Hanna's cheek she spoke.

“I think if I give you a kiss on your lips now it will work because you just shut up, or actually you did it on purpose so that I kiss you? I've done what the article told me but it didn't work, what with a kiss will make you no longer angry?” damian whispers. Hanna did not answer.

“You know what the difference is between kissing and giving a kiss? I won't kiss but I'll give you a kiss,” Damian said, the tip of his nose stuck to Hanna's cheek.

Hearing Damian's words, Hanna's heart immediately pounded, what does it mean to give a kiss? Not kissing but giving kisses, what the hell is that? What kind of kiss would Damian have? His nose, why is his nose stuck to my cheeks all? Inner Hanna.

Damian's right hand stretched out to the side of Hanna's head, trying to turn his face to face her. Hanna's heart was beating faster, did she have to let Damian kiss her? Not kissing her, but giving her a kiss! What kind of kiss would Damian give? Ah no, it seems like he should stop getting angry, he should talk.

His face was in front of Damian's face. Damian looked at that face who was also staring at him.

“You're still mad at me? I'm sorry, I already gave you a gift of money, let alone?” damian asked, his right hand touching Hanna's left face moved, one finger touching Hanna's lips. Makes Hanna hot cold because of it.

“Your lips seem very sweet,” Damian said, now his eyes are fixed on the red lips. The cold sweat was getting on Hanna, she was not ready to be given a kiss, she was very nervous.

“If you pout so, your lips look sexier,” Damian's tease, get closer to his lips. Hanna can't do anything anymore, this guy will really give a kiss like his word. Hanna felt the man's lips touch hers, it felt as if her body had become limp instantly. Damian would move his lips further, suddenly restrained when a knock on the window stopped him.

Tok tok!

“Excuse me sir!” I heard someone outside the car.

Damian stopped his movements, looking at the woman he was about to kiss. Just as he pressed his lips together, the disturbance came again. Why is it so hard just to give a kiss?

Tok tok! I heard a knock on the window.

“My wife, her kiss is delayed, you have patience yes,” she said, making Hanna want to laugh in her heart, Damian always fails to kiss her, she gets curious when the kiss will work?

With a heavy heart Damian let Hanna go, he turned to the window and opened it, apparently a policeman was there.

“Siang Sir, sorry to interrupt,” said the policeman.

“Ya noon, what is it?” damian asked, lethargic, because the cop failed his kiss again.

“Is there a problem with your car? You are on the toll road in the area in the parking ban,” said the Police Officer.

When Damian woke up, so much earlier just thinking about Hanna who was angry, he did not realize that being on the highway and stopped in the area is prohibited parking.

“Sorry sir, sorry, my wife was angry. You know that an angry wife is very troublesome,” Damian said even vent.

The policeman glanced into the car, seeing that Hanna was still pouting.

The policeman looked at Damian.

“So your wife is getting angry?” ask the Police.

“Yes, he was sulking, not talking, making me dizzy,” Damian said.

“Your wife doesn't want to talk? Strike talk so?” ask the police.

“True,” replied Damian nodded.

“There is a solution,” replied Mr. Police.

“Really? What is it?” Damian just beamed. He couldn't stand Hanna's silence.

“Say if you want to marry again!” the police said loudly.

“What do you mean suggest my husband marry again?” It was next to Damian. Damian tilted his body back as Hanna sneered, bending his head out and staring at the cop

The police officer laughed.

“Tuh Sir Produce? Now his wife wants to talk!” the Police Officer is still laughing. Suddenly Hanna realized that she was on strike.

“Continue the road Sir! Congratulations on being sent all the way!” the policeman shouted, as he left Damian's car to his parked car behind Damian's car, the policeman kept laughing.

“Married again! It's good to be married again! You want to marry again!” hanna grumbled, her body still in front of Damian, while her eyes followed the direction of the policeman walking towards his patrol car. He was annoyed at the Police Officer, his lips just kept nagging.

“Please advice on mating again! Supercharged!” grouse Hanna.  And his eyes were now stopped at a glance in front of him, because his body was in front of Damian so he could see the police. Damian looked at her holding a smile.

“What? You want to marry again?” snapped Hanna, with a slash. Why do men always think of remarriage.

“How to marry again, just marry you not yet,” Damian said.

He wanted to laugh, it turned out that the advice from the Police Officer was more telling than reading the article. Both of her hands Damian langung grabbed her body Hanna hugged her and kissed her cheeks.

“I can't stand it when you're angry,” she said, keeping Hanna quiet, and looking at the man. They look at each other.

“Are we going to continue the kiss earlier?” ask Damian,

“You haven't kissed me,” said Hanna.

“Yes we continue, the police are gone,” Damian said.

Tid! Tid! Tiiiiiiiiiid!

The police officer honked loudly many times.

Damian looked at Hanna, his right hand rubbing Hanna's hair.

“My wife, her kiss is delayed, we have to walk, or the police will tell me to marry again!” damian.

A blow hit his shoulder, his wife was angry he said he wanted to marry again. Damian laughed, taking off his arms, turned his car on.

“Meet him don't get angry, I'll marry again!” damian said, still holding back laughter.

“ How do I not get angry constantly, you give me only 1 million! Your love time is only one million!” hanna exclaimed, holding the money in her hand.

“I just want to give you a million!” answer Damian.

“No want! It's a million! Add!” shout Hanna.

“No want!” shout Damian.

“Add!” hana's yelling is getting louder.

“Do not shout or I marry again!” shout Damian.

Hanna again hit Damian's shoulder harder, Damian grimaced in pain. Haven't been married yet, what if you're married? He patted his head.

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Sorry for just getting up. The author has a trip out of town.