Revenge Revenge Hanna
Obstacles

A man named Gorda stopped Belinda's steps towards her room. The restless feeling he had just suppressed suddenly reappeared with a rumbling heartbeat.

"Report Mr ... You have to look at these pictures" Gorda said, handing over his phone to his employer.

Martin quickly grabbed the flat object, his brows furrowed shortly after and his eyes rounded with teeth rustling. He kept sliding the screen looking at some of the photos that were plastered there.

The curious wife grabbed the phone and immediately closed her mouth. She was clinging to her husband's wheelchair.

"What did I say? I don't feel good about this match!" he saw the husband.

"When this?" ask Martin then to Gorda. He ignored the wife's statement.

"Evening and this morning, sir."

"So they stayed together last night?"

"Yes, sir" answered Gorda firmly.

"Who is that woman?" Belinda interrupted.

"He's Grace Anastasia, about 40 years old, a property marketer who is also a widow, ." Gorda explained.

"Oh my God, the young man's taste .. ah no we must immediately cancel this meeting" Belinda said as she headed to her room to pick up her phone.

"Leave it! Let them come" said Martin, stroking his chin.

"Martin! You've allowed our firstborn to marry a woman who's not as tall as us, I can still accept. Because she's a good woman you think. But, this time I will not stay silent to let our daughter, marry a man whose behavior is depraved!" sergeant Belinda ride apitam.

Martin gave Gorda the code to leave. The man bent his body and went back outside the house.

"What do you mean keep letting them come? Before it's too late we just cancel everything!" the wife again.

"We'll ask the boy later, don't tell Laura about this." he replied as he passed from the presence of the wife.

Belinda sighed trying to dampen her emotions. This is not the first protest her husband has not heard. During his lifetime, Martin's decision was absolutely inviolable. This time she did not understand her husband's mind.

***

Men wear sunglasses, sitting on the sofa waiting for people who are indulging in a famous salon subscription socialites.

All this time he had only occasionally escorted his mother to that place, for him waiting was the most annoying thing. But, for some reason today he really wanted to sit there while glancing at the two women who were trying acicl in front of the big mirror.

"Sister, I'm afraid this big rain will fall," said Laura who had glanced at Michael.

"Why?" ask Hanna in wonder.

"Well, he was possessed by a genie from where to try to wait for us to be brave?"

"Yes, just don't mind him" he tried to suck.

"I'm the one who is uncomfortable even, if eventually afraid he even drags us to make what kind of a try?"

"Can that be it?"

"May model her mah" whispered Laura.

"Mending brother tell him where it is rather than ngejogrog there."

"Agra where the hell is it?" Hanna drowned throwing a look out the window.

"Wait in the car."

"Try sister..."

Hanna did not finish talking about the man who had been talking about getting up and out the door while sticking a cell phone in her ear.

"Get away she's rich on the phone" said Hanna glancing at the door.

"May she go," Laura said praying many times.

Michael just got a call from his overseas coworker, which required him to return home to open a file inside his laptop.

"Agra, take them home. I have business" he told his assistant.

"Okay sir" replied the young man.

The car drove quickly to his residence.

An hour later the car entered the courtyard of the luxury house. He went straight to his room, opened his laptop and sent the requested file. When he opened the email he saw a message coming from one of the banks he gave Hanna.

Notification is not entered into the phone because the number is not registered mbanking on the card.

10 Million more money is debited automatically by the bank, making Michael look contorted.

"What's Hanna using this money for?" muttered.

However, her movements came to a halt when she found a pregnancy test kit that showed 2 lines there. His eyes instantly rounded, his heart racing.

"Is this Hanna's? Why didn't he tell me," he murmured.

He quickly snatched his phone to contact his wife, but suddenly stopped it.

"No. I need to hear it directly. It's impossible if someone else's in his bag" he said as he continued to look at the white object

Then half-run he returned to his car. But his steps stopped when Belinda stopped calling him.

Michael put the tespack in his pants pocket.

"You're home already? Where are the others?"

"Still in the salon, Mom. Why?" tanyanya fidgeting.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Michael wants to pick them up, it looks like it's done. Okay Mom, bye!" he waved his hand.

"Eeehhhh, wait a minute!" shouted the mother.

His steps stopped and looked back.

"What the hell is it, Mom? They were afraid to wait a long time" he protested.

"Tumben you care so much as you, or maybe you care more about the same ..."

"Well, what did Mommy say?" michael cut off the mother's words.

"There is bad news .. the candidate Laura seems to have a lover, even they already together. But your daddy won't cancel this meeting. Try talking to daddy!"

"Where do you know Mommy?"

"Daddy told the Gorda to find information and found they both checked in at the hotel last night" he explained with a worried face.

Michael seemed silent for a moment.

"We see first what daddy will do, after that only Mich can take steps. Okay mom, it's already yeah."

The first child ran without looking back.

"Same sons of fathers can be compact so well!" gerrutu annoyed.

Michael hurriedly headed for his car, just as he was about to open the door suddenly a pink sports car entered the gate of his house.

"There's no way Laura's candidate's got that car, right?" ask in the heart.

He was still standing near the door of his steering wheel while glancing at the owner of the luxury car out.

The instant his blood rippled, his heart seemed to be jumping when he saw the figure that was now standing not far from him.

"Jessica," he muttered.

His blue eyes barely blinked at the sight of a blond woman, with a tight pink t-shirt and clean white jeans and high heels stepping towards him.

The woman he secretly admired, who slowly but surely managed to take his heart, who almost revealed his heart if at that time his car was not blocked by Hendi's car.

However, from there he finds another destiny for his life. The woman named Hanna Kartika, who she initially hated so much, was slowly able to change all the negative energy in her and managed to bear the status of her legal wife, Michael Delopez.

"Hi Brother Michael," said the girl kindly kissing the two cheeks of the man who was still standing stiff.

"I-iya .. hi too," she replied nervously.

Jessica is Laura's underclassman who often visits the house. The girl he used to think of as just his sister's friend, turned into his puja when he often met and hung out together. Accompany to bars, cafes and other tourist attractions.

"Laura is there, sister?" tanyanya looked inside her house.

"God! I'm going to pick them up" Michael cried in his heart.

But, somehow his steps suddenly heavy to move. Moreover, the girl in front of him was growing bigger and full.

"They're in the salon, I was just picking you up. You just wait inside" he said awkwardly.

"They? Is he someone?"

"Yes he's the same ...." Michael pursed his lips back to remember the tespack in his pants pocket.

"I walk first yeah," he said later as he got into his car.

The girl's forehead wrinkled at Michael's strange behavior. Then he decided to go inside the house.

Seriate...