HANNA: Married a Cold Cousin
Fear of Two Parties

As promised this morning, Gerald actually came to Hanna's work this afternoon. He immediately stops one of the employees at the store to help him find Hanna. However, having not had time to ask for help, the man was immediately interrupted by a voice from the cashier.

“You continue working, Siska. Your job is to serve customers, not to search for others.”

The employee immediately left Gerald with a guilty face. While Gerald just exhaled a rough breath, while glancing lazily at Rayhan.

Gerald didn't say anything more. He goes deeper into the store, checking each section to find Hanna. From the shoe section, the bag, and all the places.

However, at the furthest part of the store, Gerald did not find the girl. The man rubbed his face roughly, recalling what had become their chatter this morning.

That Hanna wants to go back to her father.

Gerald ran around a little, checking once more, meticulously in every part of the store looking for Hanna. However, no matter how much he searched, the girl was actually non-existent.

“There can I help you with, Sir?” Keisya asked, when he found one of the visitors looking for something without sorting out clothes.

“I'm looking for Hanna. Hanna Taklif Derana's. I don't know which part he is in, but he works here.” Gerald explained in a hurry, even wanting to get out of the place.

However, Keisya immediately told him. “Hanna was out at break time, sir. But until now, it hasn't come back. If you may know, what's the matter, sir? If there is a message, I can pass it to Hanna later.”

“I need Hanna, not message.” Gerald answered quickly. He is now very sure of the girl's existence.

Gerald ran quickly out of the room to his car in the parking lot. He should see Hanna as soon as possible.

Due to the threat of danger from Anton, Gerald cannot predict.

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“Your personal number s7ami, Hanna. How much! Call it! Or you actually sold it to another man!”

Hanna further tightened her lips as many messages were put forward by Anton. The contents of the order are the same: ask for Gerald's number so that he can ask for a ransom to free Hanna.

However, the girl was clearly unwilling to do so.

So that triggers Anton's anger to rise to the top. The man gripped tightly onto Hanna's chin with a sharp narrowed look.

“You want to test your father's patience, Hanna? Do you want to know how angry dad is right now?” ask Anton in a voice full of emphasis. His nails until whitened so strong he gripped. While his teeth continued to press strongly. “Hanna ... Name your husband's phone number!”

However, just like before, Hanna remained silent with lips that could not be entered in the slightest bit of air. He stared back at his father sharply—something that was very difficult to do but had to be done in order to assert his attitude to the father.

The grip on Hanna's chin was gone, but the next second, a sense of heat spread across Hanna's cheek just after a loud noise rang out from the clash of her skin and the father's palm.

Hanna's face was blown away by the slap. He is again forced to look at Anton so that their eyes and faces face each other.

“Quick tell dad!”

“250 million less a month run out without a trace,” Hanna said with a soft look. “Daddy has embarrassed me on my wedding day. For those two reasons, do you think I can burden Gerald again?”

“Iya! It can! 100 Million Gerald's easy to find! They're rich people! If to marry you alone he can give 250 as well, then it is easy to ask 100 million to buy your life!”

“Dad ...” Hanna tried to call out in a soft voice in order to call out to the father's conscience. “Daddy can actually kill father's child just make ... money?”

“Ngak.” Anton answered without a burden, then pushed Hanna's face until the chair that became the place was tied, had time to look at.

Anton straightened his back, followed by the sound of his long breath.

“Past thought, wife and child are the most important things in life. Until father went bankrupt and realized, that ... nothing is more important than money.” Anton said that in an expressionless cold voice. “Dad give you time to think. If until father returns you have not given Gerald number, I will immediately auction you.”

Hanna stared at the father cynically with her lips tightly clenched, seemingly unconcerned by the threat.

“Atau ...” Anton suddenly changes his mind after seeing how his daughter turns stern less than a month after getting married. “Dad just make you as ... satisfied woman. Compared to sold that can only give one-time advantage, better .. let many men enjoy you to be able to profit constantly.”

“A—yah ..” Hanna called out with a stern voice as well as eyes glaring in shock. “I ...” Hanna spoke in a soft voice. “.... Son Father.”

“Dad!”

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Just a chequeckered sound from the doorknob, along with the creak ... Hanna became very depressed. He immediately retreated, although in reality, he could not even shift a little from his sitting position.

Anton appeared in front of him. Carrying a plastic bag and thrown at Hanna, it instantly sent a signal of fear to the girl. The plastic bag rolled over, and made the bond come off. A thin, flaming red cloth came out slightly there, further making Hanna beat violently hard inside her chest.

“Dad ...” Hanna called out full of pleas as Anton approached. Intending to open the bond. “Don't kayak gini, Dad ... plis, Dad .... I beg ...” The girl sobbed until it was hard to breathe.

However, Anton did not budge at all. The man kept all of Hanna's bonds open, then pulled the girl's arm very firmly. The messy hijab was pulled once, and instantly slipped out of place.

“Reverse. Daddy help you change clothes.”

“Dad ...” Hanna dropped herself on the floor, kneeling begging the man. “Please .. I'll give you my salary money. I work at the store—“

“Father just want to receive money from two things: Gerald, or pel@curan this.” Anton pulls Hanna's hand firmly, until the girl has to stand up forcibly. “Reverse, or you want Daddy to tear your clothes, Hanna?”

The girl tried to revolt when she was forced to turn around. Jumping, dodging, and trying to escape—but he was far less powerful than the father.

The tip of Hanna's clothes was already held by Anton, making the woman instantly panic.

“Stop—I phone Gerald! Father phone Gerald!” Hanna shouted loudly to prevent further actions from the father.

Anton smiled with satisfaction. He remained tightly clutching his daughter's arm as he pulled the phone out of his pocket.

“Name number Gerald!” Anton ruled with a firm voice.

Hanna—still in sobbing and trembling condition—began to mention the number Gerald that he had memorized out of his head. When he finished, he lowered his head deeply as a form of regret for burdening Gerald again. Hanna constantly plays her fingers on her lap to ward off nervousness.

“Halo, Gerald.” The phone connection was quickly received by Gerald. Anton also loudspeakers, so Hanna can hear everything. “You turned out to change the number without telling Uncle, Gerald. Very much you.”

“Uncle?” Gerald confirmed.

“Iya. It's me, Gerald. Anton. Hanna's Dad. You must be waiting for Hanna to come home, ‘kan?” ask Anton.

However, Gerald did not answer anything.

“Gerald ... people say ... to get great results, we have to pay more as well. Yesterday's money wasn't enough, Gerald. Less than 100 million more. You can send tonight, ‘kan? Because I have to send that money tomorrow.”

“No can, Uncle.” Gerald replied coldly.

Instantly, Anton tightens his grip on Hanna's arm. He smiled amusedly, and tried to calm down even though his eyes were still very sharp.

“I'm not negotiating, Gerald. I rule! Give me that 100 million now! Now, Gerald! Not later! Or—“

“Or what?” Gerald cut off arbitrarily, still in a calm voice.

“Hanna I will sell, tonight.”

The girl in question, was stunned in fear in her place. Hanna did not dare to move, as it was perfectly tense due to the current debate.

“Serah.”

Pajo ....