I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Silent in each other's minds

Hanin was still sitting on the bed with her hands still stuck in the infusion needle. Across the street, Kenan was sitting on a couch with a laptop on his lap.

Hanin sat uneasily, as he was eager to urinate. He also tried to wake up. He also tried to shake his head, it felt like this head was no longer as heavy as before.

“Where are you?” kenan asked without glancing at Hanin who had just lowered his foot touching the floor.

“Wah nih people have the sixth sense yes? Can't see my movements,” Hanin murmured in his heart, while glancing at Kenan who was serious about his work.

“Kok silent? Why not answer?” asked Kenan who was now replying to Hanin's glance with a perfect look.

Kenan placed the laptop on the table and walked over to Hanin.

“Where are you? Escape?”

“How can I escape, my hand is still like this.” Hanin showed his hand while pouting.

Kenan squatted down, aligning the body of Hanin who was still sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs dangling down until the coldness of the floor reached the soles of his feet.

“Where are you?” ask Kenan again.

“I want to go to the bathroom. Want to pee,” replied Hanin slowly.

“Sini, I help.” Kenan stood up and took an infusion bag that was hung on the wall located just above the bed. It happened that the wall had a hook, so that the hotel does not need to provide iron poles to put the infusion bag.

Kenan walked beside Hanin, carrying a high-lift infusion bag. Arriving in front of the bathroom, Kenan entered the bathroom after Hanin entered first.

“Ngapain login?” hanin asked by holding her hand against Kenan's chest.

“If I'm not in, this is how?” Kenan pointed at the infusion sac he held high upwards.

“Sini, I'm the one holding!”

Kenan immediately pulled the infusion bag so that it was not reached by Hanin. “Ngga can, it should be held higher. If you hold it will be aligned.”

“Ribet,” replied Hanin lazily.

Kenan smiled and pointed at the closet before him. “Ya has sat!”

Inevitably, Hanin stood in front of the closet and positioned himself. His activity stopped, as he was about to open cel*n* d*l*m. He saw Kenan standing right in front of him, holding the infusion bag.

“Quick! There are still many jobs I have not finished.” Kenan was annoyed at Hanin's slow movements.

“Close your eyes! Later download.”

Kenan laughs. “I already know your form.”

Hanin pouted and started sitting on the toilet while opening the cloth covering hers slowly.

“Only, haven't felt being in there.” Kenan continued his words casually.

Instantly Hanin leaned up and rounded his eyes towards Kenan. But Kenan laughed. “That's my right, you haven't given him.”

“Ngga. Basic psyco!” Hanin's murmur with a face that was getting bent.

Kenan laughed again.

“Ish, sucks.” Hanin turned his face in any direction, but Kenan was still staring at him. That man really liked Hanin's expression like this.

He also tried to cover the part with Kenan's oversized shirt. Fortunately, the shirt was large and was able to cover parts of his.

“What's clay?” Hanin rounded his eyes, as he sat down and looked up, it turned out that Kenan was still staring at him.

“Udah cepet!”

Hanin stood up speeding up his movements and restyled his underwear, after cleaning. Then, he came out of the bathroom, accompanied by Kenan steps beside him. Kenan painstakingly took care of Hanin who was sick. Hanin should be grateful for what Kenan did. However, the resentment that had been in Hanin's heart for her husband, made Hanin reluctant to say those two words.

Hanin sat back on the bed. “I'm not sleepy.”

“Serah.”

Dret.. Dret.. Dret..

Kenan stepped onto the laptop and left Hanin. His phone rang and he wanted to pick it up. Kenan grabbed the phone and there was Vanesa's money.

Kenan pressed the green button to pick up the phone. “Halo.”

“Sayang ...” says Vanesa hysterically. Finally, the lover picked up the phone from her.

“You were there a long time. When back?” ask spoiled Vanesa.

Kenan glanced at Hanin who was watching television. Then, he walked towards the balcony and stood out there. Hanin sees Kenan moving away from her.

“Tomorrow I go home,” replied Kenan.

“I miss, Honey. You also ‘kan?”

“Iya.” Kenan answered briefly.

“Ya already, tomorrow I will pick you up at the airport.”

“No need, Van. I've been picked up by Vicky.”

“But I miss you so much, Darling.” Vanesa still whines spoiled.

“After arriving in Jakarta, I immediately met a client with Vicky. So you wait at your house, I will be there after my work is done,” replied Kenan, just to bring his demanding lover.

“Totally yes?”

“Iya.”

“Okay, darling.I'm waiting for you at home. Don't forget to eat yes, keep your health.”

“Ya.” Kenan nodded, while still sticking the phone in his right ear.

“Love you, darling,” said Vanesa at the end of the conversation.

“Hmm ...” Kenan hung up on me.

For more than two years, Kenan has never answered the statement of love from the lover. I don't know what he feels at this time to Vanesa, especially now there is Hanin who has the status of his wife who is religiously valid, although not yet recorded in his country, but has not been recorded, but the marriage records are already recorded in this country.

Kenan turned his body, while putting the phone into the pocket of shorts he was wearing. His eyes were directed at Hanin who was sitting there with his eyes fixed on the television. Instantly, Kenan's lips flashed a smile. With Hanin, he always smiled and laughed, different when with Vanesa. The woman he had been dating for five years, too glamorous, his hobby of partying and shopping, made Kenan more lazy. Before, Vanesa was not like that. However, after graduating from college and starting to cultivate the world of modeling, then befriending socialite celebrities, the lover increasingly changed.

Kenan sat back on the couch. He waited for Hanin to make a sound and ask who was the person who called him earlier? But as it turned out, Hanin chose silence. He did not know, did Hanin know that he currently has a fiancee? Even if Hanin knows, he doesn't care. He will make sure his wife is in his hands. About Vanesa, that's a later.

Then, a few minutes later, Hanin called Kenan.

“Ken.”

“Hmm ...” Kenan raised his head.

“Tok us to Jakarta?” ask Hanin.

Kenan. “Flight at 11. Now your condition is better ‘kan?”

Hanin nodded.

Both are silent in their minds. Kenan is thinking of arranging his life after this, because he will play the role of Hanin's husband and Vanesa's fiance. She will hide her marital status with Hanin until Kiara gives birth. Although Vanesa later learned of this marriage, he would also be ready to choose. But before that, she will make sure Kiara and Gunawan stay together and live happily with her baby.

While Hanin, thinking otherwise, instead he still wanted to escape from Kenan. Not terbesit in the slightest, he will arrange his life with the husband, because he knows currently Kenan has a fiancee who is the model. He knows himself enough, if in a match with Vanesa, he feels nothing. Though physically, Hanin is no less beautiful than Vanesa, just how to dress Hanin simple and make up natural. Even so, she still looks beautiful and gentle, capable of teasing arrogant men like Kenan.