Revenge Revenge Hanna
When the Heart Chooses

"Tante, Hendi wants one thing. Can the heart be forced?"

"It could be, being forced to get used to it. Your life is too precious Hen, if you have to be with that woman." He looked at his nephew.

"Tante, I wish only one time to say this. Please listen carefully, Hendi will do whatever you ask for our business. But not with personal issues. This is Hendi's life, no matter what happens in it no matter how much sacrifice, material and everything he has given. Please, never interfere with matters of the heart," he said with a stiffened face.

"Love can't be forced aunt. So will the heart, it will be anchored in its own choice. And again, maybe Aunt Hanna's bad but not me. For now, he is my greatest hope to remain here" he continued.

Her tie foot stepped into the house, leaving behind Viona who was sculpting. He did not know what he was hearing.

Only this time the quiet, submissive and always respectful Hendi resolutely opposed his advice and included it from him. His heart was furious, the fireworks held back the anger. It was no longer about the woman, but the niece her husband had always been proud of was already out of her control.

"Why are we outside?" Chandra's voice shocked him.

Suddenly she hugged her husband. His cry broke out on the chest of the man's field. As much as she wanted to tell him about Hendi's treatment of her.

"That child is really, really, really toxic from Hanna. He has dared to care about me pi" his brother wiped his tears.

"How about?" Chandra held his shoulder.

"Well, he just kept chasing the Hanna, what do people say will try? Just be ashamed!"

"Mi, that's it! Let him choose a partner according to his choice. We have no right to control their private territory. So far, he has always chosen exactly. The business move he took, for example, never missed. That is more than enough to prove that he is already mature and mature. He was able to consider the bad good."

"But, pii ...."

"Don't worry too much, Hendi's an adult. Let him go, let him choose whatever he chooses." Chandra hugged his wife trying to calm her anxiety.

"Look, if it happens I won't let them stay here." his mind while staring at the cynical back of Hendi who climbed the stairs.

*******

A beautiful girl, sitting on a swing rope tied to a towering and large water guava tree. Both of his hands held tightly to the rope, then prepared to push the swing backwards then advanced slowly. Her cherry face was clearly visible, as an expanding smile felt the wind touch her hair.

"Aniiinn," cried the middle-aged woman from inside the house.

"Yes Ibuuu," he replied without turning his head and still playing on the swing.

"Here, let's eat Naak!" take her from behind the door and bring her a plate of rice and side dishes.

Half-run the boy approached. Her blond hair was blown away, eyes narrow and nose pointed on her face.

Before long they eat while chatting tell me whatever the boy asks.

"Assalamualaikum," said someone from a distance.

"Goodnight, Hanna!" Screaming the mother, the woman immediately hugged her child tightly.

"Yes Allaah, is this really you son?!" tanyanya held her son's arm in disbelief.

"It's me, ma." Netra Hanna was already wet hugging tightly to the mama.

"Mama how are you?" He held back the crying.

"Good mom baby, let's go in." Invite him while storing dishes that have been eaten by his little girl.

Hanna's steps stopped, when she saw the girl leaning against the door and looking with a strange glance at Hanna. Bu Ratna who noticed the stiffness immediately approached Anin.

"Darling, this is Mama Hanna. Let's say hello and salim, "he commands gently while gently rubbing his hair.

"Mamaaaa ...!" She hugged Hanna. Suddenly the woman silently pecked with round eyes. His body was stiff with trembling hands.

"Ma, please bring this child!" Tell him it's uncomfortable.

"Let Anin hold you for a moment" she asked with teary eyes.

Hanna was getting uncomfortable, especially the boy's hair started to cover her face. His heart was pounding fast he chose to let go of Anin's embrace.

"Mamaaa" cried the little girl again.

"Anin, play the swing first yeah." Pinta Bu Ratna's.

He nodded and ran towards the swing. For a moment he looked at Hanna's face, and their eyes met. I don't know what happened to her heart, which obviously the woman felt something was moving in her heart.

"Ah, what the hell am I thinking!" his inner.

"Let's go in, son," asked the mother.

Hanna entered the house. Even though his heart felt it was not because he tried to brush it off.

"Why didn't you go home with your mom?" Asked the middle-aged woman while thrusting a drink at the table.

"So also ma, malem ngajuin leave tomorrow immediately back."

"What's wrong? You got a problem?"

Hanna let out a long sigh, her eyes sweeping through every corner of the house.

"Many ma," he answered.

"This is the same story as Mama" Ms. Ratna approached to take a serious look at Hanna.

The woman was silent, looking doubtfully at the mother.

"Ansell took back ma," he said later. He leaned his head against the sofa, staring at the ceiling.

"Ancells? Then?"

"Yes I refuse, why repeat the old painful story again."

"He's still, same wife?"

"Udah divorced, she said,"

"Huh? They divorced? No way, he must be wits. Where did you meet anyway?"

"They were divorced, the wife had run over Hanna to the office."

"Yes, fortunately Hanna boss Chandra and Hendi were not so bothered about the incident. Only Ms. Viona is the boss's wife who is missing," he explained.

"How late?"

"Not understanding Hanna either, fearing her father being worshipped me times."

"His feast? Who?"

"That Hendi, Hanna's boss now. He's wearing Chandra's head."

"Go."

"Otherwise, the whole office now knows all my status."

"O Allah, keep them away from you?"

"There are some, including Miss Viona, who really hates me."

"Oh yes, you should not think of anyone who hates. Just think of people who care and love you, it makes the heart calm."

"But ma, keep your mind. Hanna works in their neighborhood every day."

"Never think of the few who can ruin your life, when there are many who wish for your happiness, son."

Hanna was silent, she stared fixedly at the mother. Scars became more and more visible on his face, thick eye bags and an incisive look were drawn there. Slowly he looked at the little girl who was playing on the ground in the yard. He seemed to be talking alone.

"His father asked the boy," he said later with eyes that had not been separated from the child.

"Well remember he's the same kid?"

"He said he wanted to fix everything for his son."

"Then, you?"

"Hanna won't, the scar will remain even if she tries to treat the wound. A lifetime, it would be known as an actor if it eventually returned to him."

"Find another man who can make you happy, and remember to know his family and himself well before deciding to live together. Don't let it, it's repeated." The mother's advice while gently rubbing her son's hair.

Hanna feels devastated and traumatized, remembering her past. He could have fooled a man. And this time break even, he was satisfied to see Ansell destroyed.

"Mamaa ...!" Anin enters the house with her hands covered in mud hugging Hanna.

"Dirty Aniiinn! There-there!" stay away from the girl.

"Hanna! Don't be yelled at rich, he doesn't understand. Kasian right, look at that moody ampe." Ms. Ratna approached the little girl, hugged her then carried her.

Hanna ignored him and passed to the bathroom.

"O Allah, until when will he not consider this child?" The middle-aged woman's mind churned at the behavior of the child. The net is wet again.

"Punish my son, O Allah, soften his heart." he whispered in his heart.

*****

"Hanna, where's the holiday Hen?" Chandra approached his nephew's room with a stack of documents.

"He was going home, wanting to nengokin his mother."

"How many days?" He kept the documents on Hendi's desk.

"Three days at most, the day after he had a meeting right."

"Keep, who backups her work?"

"Hendi is also not a problem" he replied without looking. His hands were busy typing on the laptop.

Chandra was silent, looking at his beloved nephew.

"He must be happy, this orphan girl is always cold to anyone." he murmured inwardly.

"You really love him, lamar hunts. Do not get to the first other men in his village," he said meledek.

Hendi immediately stopped his work, then turned his head.

"Tante Viona doesn't seem to like the girl" he said. His face looks flat again on the mini screen in front of him.

"You're the one who walks, we as parents just want the best. Prove that your choice is right" replied Chandra as he opened the door and left Hendi pensively again.

Soon he grabbed his car keys and black suit, down the stairs with a radiant face. Glanced at the silver watch in hand, which shows at 11 p.m. Then, he opened the door of the second floor room.

"Love, can you come with me for a minute?" ask her to Hanna's best friend.

"I?" Sinta asked half in disbelief.

"Yes you" replied Hendi.

"Where sir?"

"Come on, I'll explain in the car." Hendi immediately closed the door, followed by Sinta who was astonished behind him. The entire office whispered to each other glancing at them.

"Where are we going, sir?" Ask Sinta when they're in the car.

"I'd like to ask you a few questions about Hanna,"

"Oh, I guess what's up. Ask what sir?"

"How big is her ring?"

Both of Sinta's eyes widened, staring in disbelief at the man beside her.

"Si cool Hendi, finally fell in love with cute Hanna. OMG! This great news!" The pecker is in the heart.

Seriate....