HANNA: Married a Cold Cousin
The Substitute Husband's

A simple wedding that took place with only a few dozen people as guests and this witness turned tense when the bride's father did not say the phrase ijab even though he shook hands with the candidate the groom. Just sober—especially the closest family— became tense uncontrollably, given that the man did not include a good man who was responsible for his own child.

Sure enough, not long later, the man named Anton turned sharply when tightening his hand on the groom-to-be. Make everyone start to straighten their backs, be prepared in case something bad happens here.

"How much is this?" anton asked, glancing at the groom's family members. He still refused to let go of his hand for a moment.

"I gave her the gift when I came to propose here last week." The young man in a neat black tuxedo replied in a firm tone. Starting to be uncomfortable with the attitude of the bridegroom.

"Twenty-five million is not enough! The money is up first, pay the debt! Plus, I just married you both!" reply Anton.

The two brides exchanged looks. Especially Hanna—single princess Anton—who lowered her head in shame over her father's attitude. He tried to be clear, intending to beg his father not to act badly at least today, but Anton had already flicked his hands violently.

"Shut up! The child is useless! Not for money, but marriage!" Anton says hard to his own daughter. He turned to the groom. "My son after you marry will serve as your babu and servant of your lust! Just 25 million, not equal to what my son will give you!"

"Dad ...." Hanna let out her soft voice that was mixed with trembling. He displayed an expression pleading so strongly that the man tapped his heart for pity, but nothing.

Anton—'s sisterSalina—maju, intends to calm the brother. "Mas, yesterday Mr. Hardika's family paid. Means it's supposed to be married now—"

"ADD OR I'M NOT MARRIED!" yelled Anton loudly.

The groom forcibly clenched his hand violently until his hand job with the would-be-in-law came off. He let out a rough sigh, then looked at Hanna with a stern look.

"Sorry, Hanna, but we can't be a match. This marriage I am canceling. I thought I could hold the same attitude of your father for a while, but it turns out—"

"Cumbersome, poor!" hardik Anton loudly, insulting. Even spit recklessly towards the groom's family. "Don't marry if you can't afford a girl! The poor! Want to be served for life but just pay—"

Bugh!

The groom immediately threw his punch at Anton, not once, but repeatedly until the man in his 40s fell to his knees. He stopped when Hanna knelt begging him.

"Please, stop .. please ...." The girl could no longer hold back her cries when she saw the chaos here. Tears continued to pour out, making his vision blurry.

Hanna help her dad get up so he can sit down. In fact, even though he hates this man so much now, still, Anton is the only old man Hanna has. The girl couldn't see this man get hurt just a little.

"It's a pity, you Sholehah women can't even sane parents, Hanna! Better, before you tempt men to marry you, teach your father first to be self-aware! Already given a dowry of 25 million at the beginning, but want to ask again? Huh! I'm not going to give you that money, let alone pay your father's gambling debt!" The groom was completely outraged, and four family members stood up to support him. "Or, Hanna, we can continue the marriage after you killed your father in—"

"Mas!" Hanna shouted out loudly, then tightened her teeth for holding back the anger. In between her stuffing, the girl's eyes stared fiercely at the man who was almost her faith.

"What, huh? You wanna fight, huh? Take care of your father before protesting my actions! Because he started first!" reply the groom.

"Go you poor people!" hardik Anton, who immediately makes Hanna smother the father's mouth.

In the doorway, a man in a black sweatshirt and covered in a brown leather jacket was standing. His breathing roared quickly, then began to move his legs wrapped in black jeans with tears in some parts of the knee down it into the house. He carries a black helmet with several red alloys entering the house.

The presence of the man suddenly invited many pairs of eyes towards him, especially the old man. Salina was about to come forward to stop her son from aggravating the situation, but her husband stopped after seeing a furious look in the eyes of his eldest son.

The quarrel just stopped, as everyone focused on the new man. Especially when he lowered his head to pick up the pen, and scribbled his ink onto a small piece of paper long before it was handed to Anton.

"Two hundred and fifty million, is it enough to marry Hanna?" ask the man in a cold tone.

Anton immediately received the money with his big smile. The groom pulled both corners of his lips, thinking that Hanna's family was helping him, so he intended to extend a hand continue the marriage.

However, the casual-clothed man had already preceded him shaking Anton's hand. Makes everyone look in shock at him. Salina even came forward to stop, but the man had already mentioned her full name.

"Gerald Ardinata bin Fauzan Hamid Ardinata."

"Gerald ...." Salina called out in a soft voice. "Nope ...."

Anton obviously thought of nothing but money. So, he loudly said it.

"I marry and marry you Gerald Ardinata bin Fauzan Hamid Ardinata with my daughter Hanna Taklif Derana in marriage two hundred and fifty million rupiah paid in cash!"

Salina immediately held her son's arm to resuscitate the man, but Gerald seemed to care about no one but Anton and the qabul sentence he said.

"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Hanna Taklif Derana with the mascawine, cash!" reply Gerald firmly and firmly.

Salina stiffened, her husband could only freeze. While Hanna had to use all four fingers to cover her mouth in shock. Everyone looked surprised, but a few more were aware of the recent agreement.

"Well." Right."

"Hanna's your cousin, Gerald!" screeched Salina after a while falling into confusion. "Why can you ...." Salina was completely out of words for this action of her son.

However, Gerald didn't seem to care. After a separate handshake, he immediately grasped Hanna's arm to be invited to stand. And give a signal to the papa to bring his mother out first.

"Now, Hanna's my wife, and Uncle can't do anything to Hanna!" gerald said firmly, but not too seriously. The man did not care, he turned to the former groom-to-be. "Your twenty-five million dowry, I will send it by account. Send her number to Hanna's contact."

Other guests—other than Anton—looks not to like the arrogance of Gerald, but again, the man with the display of urgency does not care. He turned to the white-veiled girl beside him, who still looked shocked with a dislike face.

"You go to your room, get your cell phone and dress as necessary. After that, come to my house" Gerald told his cousin, who is now his wife. He seemed to like the surprised glare from Hanna, so Gerald also added another word while pulling the corner of his right lip to form a thin grin, "Darling."

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