
"Our synthetic rubber stock is not enough until the end of this month" he said slowly glancing at Michael's hand.
"Can I? Don't they always calculate and order raw material requirements before production?"
Michael undoes his intention to open the phone, then rushes to open the laptop. Instantly Hanna heaved a sigh of relief and grabbed her phone quickly.
"Yes so I was surprised, what part of the sample needs more ingredients? Or their wasteful use."
"This is in the report is still quite ko," said Michael staring at the screen of his laptop.
The data he has is directly connected to the daily reports of his employees who are inputted every day.
"Tomorrow try to check the warehouse and production, if the sample really less I will fire all the ppic team!" shouts with chest down up.
"good. He ate my bait voraciously, "inner Hanna.
"I will contact James to prepare the import of his goods if it is lacking" he continued.
"Okay, I'll check tomorrow."
"Don't forget you asked them to audit, check the data and stock in the field directly. Balance or not. Anything that needs to be ordered in the near future. So, you can take delivery," said Michael still checking his company's report.
Some of their company's raw materials are still imported, especially large synthetic rubber. It is a commodity product usually from Japan, South Korea or China.
For natural rubber itself is from Indonesia, also sometimes from Malaysia if it is considered inadequate.
Although about 50% of their components are imported, it does not affect the company's finances. Because their target market is indeed export so from dollar to dollar.
"OK," Hanna replied briefly.
"Why is your ppic team really going to fire them?"
She looked at her husband doubtfully.
"Of course, if they did make a fatal mistake. Why hire people who are not careful" he said coldly.
"Why? You worried about Ansell?" michael asked as if he understood what his wife was thinking.
"In the meantime, don't you want me to fire him the other day?" continued again.
"Yes. If he did make a mistake, good, if Daddy asks we have a logical answer. Because as far as I know he was one of his closest employees first."
"What makes you feel uncomfortable with him?"
Michael did not heed his wife's answer, he was more disturbed the reason behind his discomfort.
"So how's the matchmaking event, success right?" he continued to shift the conversation.
"It's a total jerk, apparently," said Michael shut his laptop and lay down his body next to Hanna.
"What asshole?"
"Every night he abis checks in the same chick aunt anyway."
"God. Laura must be really disappointed."
"Mending is caught from now on weigh them later when they have gone further."
"Where did you get the info?"
"Daddy told Gorda to find out information about the man and found a very exclusive fact. You don't know how they are yet, the slightest info won't escape from the chase."
"Waahh great Daddy, to hire a detective to find information about his future son-in-law."
"Must donk, can not be careless people who enter the Delopez family." he said puffed up the chest of his field.
Hanna gulped, feeling insinuated that she was no one who was now part of this family.
"Why did you switch the conversation? Don't you want to answer my question?"
Michael just realized that he had changed the subject.
"Why did you choose me?" hanna asked still not answering.
Michael was silent for a moment looking at the woman beside him. Not what, he is also actually confused why so far to establish a relationship with one of his prey first. Though previously he always cut ties with women who already know the dark side.
For him Hanna was different, besides she was the woman recommended by her father her heart was also unable to refuse at that time. It looks tame but it's hard to conquer. It felt resigned but it was full of courage.
"Why do you want to?" He asked back.
"There's no other choice" replied Hanna.
"No way, you can just refuse and go far."
"How come, while you rule my parents' house and land."
"So you want to say I forced you?"
"It's the truth, isn't it?"
"Who told me to be forced."
"None of the people on this earth wants to be forced. I was forced because there was no other choice" he said in a high tone.
"Wuih selow donk, ko rose 1 octave. Want to fight?"
"You started first" said Hanna.
"Didn't he continue acting?"
"I'm serious."
"Whatever! I'm going to Laura's room."
Hanna stood up to the door to avoid her husband, she was afraid that there would continue to look wrong with the face that began to blush. Not to mention the questions surrounding Ansell that he had heard twice and deliberately ignored.
"Stop right there!" exclaiming Michael.
"Stop Hanna, don't let you dissolve in her seduction. Remember, the wounds he once loved will not be able to heal just like that even though his attitude has begun to change." his mind grimaced.
"What the hell? I'm going to your sister's room."
"Have Jessica and Mommy there, you better be ready for us to walk now" he said.
"I want to see how it is for a while" he said a little whining.
Michael took a breath.
"Okay, just for a second." she replied later.
Without answering again Hanna opened the door and immediately ran towards the stairs, only one rung of stairs suddenly her name was called.
"Sinyaa." The baritone's voice shocked him, not realizing his father-in-law was in the living room.
"Where are you going?" she was surprised to see her daughter-in-law climbing the stairs.
"To Laura's room, Dad."
"Be careful going up and down the stairs, not while running."
"Daddy be calm" he replied with a smile.
"Do I have to make him an elevator?" martin whispered in his heart.
"Sepent ... Don't tell Daddy I know about my pregnancy?" ask Hanna in Heart.
But he ignored his intention to ask and chose to step upstairs.
After reaching the end of the stairs, two women came out of Laura's room.
"Where are you going?" ask Belinda cynically.
"You're meeting Laura, Mom," he said slowly.
"She's not looking to be disturbed, sister." - Timpal Jessica again looked at the appearance of Hanna who only wore those pajamas.
"But he's fine, isn't he, Mom?" tanyanya's worried.
"Yes, he seems all right. Better let it go first" he said coldly.
"Thank God," he muttered almost inaudibly.
"Let's go down" asked Belinda.
"Auntie, is there anything I want to talk to Hanna?" answer the girl.
Belinda was silent for a moment to see the two. The difference in the way they dress looks very striking. Although her face was no less beautiful than Jessica. The girl he once expected to be the daughter-in-law of the family.
"Don't bother Laura well" said the middle-aged woman passing down the stairs.
"How long has it been with Michael's sister?" tanyanya opened the chat.
They are now leaning on that upstairs divider.
"No courtship," Hanna answered briefly.
"What did you use to trap Brother Michael?"
"What do you mean?" hanna asked starting to be suspicious of the direction of the girl's conversation whose age was far away from her.
"Did you know that Brother Michael put his heart on me?"
The deg!
Hanna fell silent, looking at the interlocutor. He looked closely from the tip of his hair to his feet.
"Does he still have a heart for you?" Hanna asked back.
"It could be, 'cause a few months ago he was chasing me to the airport. But it didn't work, because a fucking woman had blocked her way," Jessica said glancing at Hanna with a mocking smile.
"This little girl wants to play with me apparently," whispered Hanna inwardly.
"You know, a person's heart changes easily. Let alone a few months ago, even a second later it could have happened. And the way I used it was to take her heart that was empty and needed someone who was always by her side."
Hanna smiled and then walked down the stairs she was lazy to serve the girl. It was obvious the look on the girl's annoyed face as she caught up with Hanna from behind.
Unwittingly, Jessica's hand pushes strongly against Hanna's body until her leg loses balance. Instantly the tiny body was slammed and rolled against every step of the marble floor stairs he passed.
The screams of the two were almost at the same time, shocking all the entire house including Michael who was just about to open the door of his room.
Seriate...