
Hanna is dragged forcibly towards a villa in the middle of the forest. With a strong wall looming, tall and large trees surrounded him. Not sure if the building will be visible from the outside.
Martin Delopez is an American man who founded a factory in Indonesia and married a woman named Belinda Caroline. He has three children, one named Michael Fernando Delopez, Laura Caroline Delopez and the third David Frangky Delopez.
Of the three, Michael and Laura are willing to go to help the company of the father. While the youngest David, chose to stay in college and work in America. Both of their parents are currently on medication in their home country.
The villa, which originally belonged to the father, is now his favorite place to live the other side of him. Some of my friends have even called him a psychopath. Without the knowledge of both parents. All they know is that Michael is a filial and reliable boy. Although little doubt implied in the mind of Martin, about the skills that he still lacked to run a company of that size.
Therefore, when Ansell handed in his resignation letter because he was not happy with the change of new boss Martin held him back. Even give him the option to work in other parts so as not to be saturated with monotonous jobdesk. Finally he accepted, but still he still had to deal with his boss even though it was rare.
"Let go! What's my fault, until you guys have this?" repeatedly shouted.
But never got any response from the four Michael's men.
"Heh, you budeg? I asked no one dared to answer! So scared are you guys the same crazy boss!" snapped Hanna in despair.
"Yes we are afraid. Wh why? You're not afraid? You'll know for yourself the consequences of making him angry." Finally one of them answered.
"Gue's? Make him angry? I also don't know, stressed times, people."
"Sir Michael most do not like his plan to be disturbed, let alone fail because of someone he thinks is not important. Just think, what have you done to him?" Agra.
The man named Agra was burly, his eyes were cold, he also looked the youngest of the others.
Hanna was silent for a moment looking at their cynics one by one.
The poor lady, tried several times to let go of her hand. But, the grip of the men is certainly stronger. A considerable distance from the gate to the door of the house, making Hanna droop when she arrived in front of the magnificent building painted all white.
Agra immediately carried the tiny body on his shoulders. The man continued to take her up the stairs through the hallway of the row of rooms. It is like in luxury hotels.
"What is this place? Why so many rooms? Is he a sales syndicate? Or an internal organ?" ask Hanna in my heart.
Suddenly his body goosebumps, his knees tremble, tears can no longer be dammed flowing profusely lamenting his fate. With both hands tied he was carried and put in one of the rooms.
The man named Agra was laying Hanna's body on a large and luxurious bed. It looks like it is coated in gold. Glittered. Rows of glass cabinets reflected a disheveled image of her.
"Wait here! Don't expect you to escape again!" snapped it.
"My advice, if you want to be safe and live by all the words of Mr. Michael and serve him." he said again when he was about to close the door.
"Wait!" prevent Hanna.
"What do you mean serve him? Is he going to do something that low?"
"It all depends on your attitude" he said.
"There's actually one thing I want to confirm, have you ever been a secretary to Mr. Martin?"
Hanna didn't answer right away, she turned her face away.
"A far different son and father, like heaven and earth. Mr. Martin is so polite and appreciative of women, but his cowardly son is also a loser" Hanna said with fiery eyes.
"Is this woman the one? What was Father telling you?" agra said in my heart.
"Prepare yourself, if you're lucky he won't do anything. However, if fate does not take your side I do not know what will happen" Agra said, closing the door and locking it from the outside.
A silent atmosphere, Hanna looked around with a blank look and a heart that shook violently. Fear kept holding him. Bad thoughts ran through his mind.
He clasped his still trembling knees, buried his head there.
"Help me Rabbi," he sighed resignedly and in despair.
Tears had run down the river on her cheeks, never thinking this would happen in her life. Dealing with an arrogant man named Michael.
***
Conversations between Reyhan and Sinta are still about Hanna, the man asked for advice on what he should do face the thorny problem of this blessing.
In her heart Sinta admires Reyhan's seriousness in maintaining her love for Hanna.
He also subconsciously hopes, men like Reyhan will fight for it later.
"Hey, asked even dumbass." Reyhan nudged Sinta's arm which focused on looking ahead.
"Eehhh yes sori, why was that?"
"Lu why the hell? Think girlfriend huh?"
"Somewhat, I where there's a boyfriend."
"Makeup?" Suddenly Sinta's flowery heart was praised like that. A smile on his lips.
"Eat know me donk, there's still a rich stock you ga? Serious and unyielding is that," she glanced at Reyhan.
"Gue mah limited edition is second to none," said Reyhan in a cool-ass style.
"Yeah, what a pity. Hanna was very lucky to get you," always Sinta.
"Clear donk. Calm down I'll find it" said Reyhan.
"Seriously? Bonus handsome yah, don't fat-fat rich you but."
"Eeehhh soft tau fat gini! Once again you're saying I'm fat, I'm down!" threaten her.
"Yes, yes, sir. Please don't come down I'm halfway, pliiiss."
They also chuckle together.
Unknowingly, Reyhan managed to make Sinta comfortable and misbehaved.
Before the girl came down she said, "Restu is the most difficult problem to face, like heaven and earth. The distance that must be traveled is very far. But, if you manage to find a rocket to reach it then that distance becomes meaningless."
Reyhan looked pensive for a moment then nodded.
After delivering the girl to her house, Reyhan decides to keep seeing Hanna to her boarding house. He drove his car quickly.
Arriving in front of the black fence he went straight to Hanna's room and knocked on the door. But, several times tapped inaudible to any answer. Reyhan grabbed the phone in his pocket pressing the number of his lover. The ringing continued to sound but was not answered.
"Where is he? Not back from the office? His shoes were not there," he muttered in a wry search for his lover's black cellop.
He glanced at his watch already at 7 p.m.
"Not usually Hanna doesn't answer my calls. Is he still angry? Try me in his office just seems like he's still there," Reyhan said back to running his car.
However, when he arrived at the office the atmosphere was quiet. All dark. He keeps trying to contact Hanna, still nil. No answer from there.
"Or don't Hendi take Hanna again?" ask in the heart.
Finally he tried to contact the man he hated the most.
After getting an answer that Hanna wasn't with him, he returned to the car.
"Maybe Hanna's still mad, I'm just trying to wait at the hostel." Reyhan stepped back to the car.
***
Hanna who jumped in gets a confused phone looking for a way to untie the rope in her hand. From earlier his head wobbled hoping there was a sharp object to cut him.
But nil, he walked to and fro not a single thing that he could use.
In despair, suddenly the sound of the door being opened. Soon Hanna walked to the corner of the window. His heart is beating fast. His eyes looked at the direction of the sound. The shadow of that cruel man was dancing in his brain.
And sure enough, Michael waltzed in with a pinched smile on his lips staring intently at Hanna. Not to forget, he closed the door and locked it.
For a moment she was silent hearing the sound of a cell phone ringing in Hanna's pocket. Slowly he walked up to the woman who was trembling all over her body.
"Let's see who's interrupting our time?" he said as he reached into Hanna's blazer pocket.
"Don't touch!" Hanna tries to dodge by running.
However, the man's steps exceeded his tiny steps. His body was pushed onto the bed with the man on it.
The deg! Again his heart was beating very fast as their bodies stuck together. Michael's reflex immediately woke up after he had previously reached into Hanna's pocket.
"Wow, Reyhan! Isn't she your lover?" ask her with raised eyebrows.
"Reyhan help meu," he murmured inwardly.
"What do you want?" snapper Hanna.
"I want you ...."
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