Revenge Revenge Hanna
Bribery

Reyhan who got a short message from Hanna immediately ran to his car. His heart was so happy that finally the good news came.

The scream of Sinta who brought a cup of coffee, towards where the man was waiting was ignored. All he had in mind now was to meet his lover.

The girl stared at the silver car. Suddenly his heart felt pain, as it ignored the man who had just made it comfortable.

"Haish! I'm why the hell? Aware Loving, he belongs to your own team do not get to the fence eat the stamped plants in my life!" whispers in the heart. He sipped the coffee he brought and returned to his room.

Reyham drove his car very fast, not until an hour tall man was already in front of the police station.

"Hannaa!" I strangled him when he saw the woman coming out of there. He grabbed the woman's head and hugged her tightly.

"Rey," said Hanna sobbing in the lover's arms.

"Are you all right? What the hell's going on? Is there a wound?" tanyanya while fingering the shoulder to the hand of the girl in front of him.

"I'm fine, Rey. It only hurts all the bodies" he lamented.

"Geez, you're so pale, baby. What the hell is going on? Same story as me, don't miss a single one."

"Yes Rey, I told you in the car, yeah" he asked as he pointed towards the parked car was not precise.

"Okay, but you really don't papa? Want me to carry it?"

Hanna nodded, her limp body directly carried Reyhan to her car.

Inside, he began to tell his girlfriend everything. Reyhan who was furious with the man named Michael wanted to see him in person. However, Hanna prevented him from giving it all up to the police.

"I don't trust the police, honey. Moreover, they are a family of conglomerates, which law applies?" Reyhan hatch.

"We will see if he can be as easy as escaping the law" he said, staring out the window.

The car drove slower than when Reyhan left. Her heart calmed down a little to see Hanna was fine, despite being abused by the man. His gaze repeatedly looked at his lover to ascertain his condition.

It was very desirable for the woman to ask about the familiar photos of Reyhan with Sinta, but her tongue was a little he was afraid to hear something that was unexpected. Eventually he chose silence and would try to investigate it on his own.

"We stopped by to eat first, yeah," the man asked.

"It's next time, Rey. I cape so much and my body also seems a little feverish" he lamented.

Reyhan swiftly felt Hanna's forehead, which indeed felt warm.

"I'll take you to the doctor, yeah,"

"No need, anther to kostan aja well. I want to rest first."

Finally the man complied, though anxiety enveloped his mind.

"What's really going on? Is it really just that? Why does Hanna look so limp, does she not-don't ..." she murmured inwardly. He was too afraid to continue his conjecture.

Arriving at the Reyhan boarding house immediately went home.

"Inget, if there's anything, call me." she grabbed Hanna's forehead and kissed her gently.

The woman just nodded slowly and let go of her lover from behind the fence.

Then he went into his room and buried his head in a pillow. Trying to digest every event that has just happened.

Dealing with his former boss is unthinkable never in his life. Mr. Martin is a kind and caring boss, much different from the arrogant and selfish child.

"How could he ask me to marry his son in such a match? Is he gonna be mad to see my son report to the police?" muttered.

"Ah, now I doubt. I'm lucky to be able to escape from them, still want to deal with reporting the jerk to the police. Don't-don't even be this long-tailed," he complained ruffled his hair in frustration.

"Did I cancel the report? And accept the offer?"

Various questions raged in his mind. Soon she fell asleep amid her worries.

Soon his phone rang, as he struggled with his own thoughts in a dream. My mother's name was on that flat screen.

"Yes Mah, what's wrong?"

"Son, you're all right?" ask her with an anxious tone.

"Hanna's good, Ma. Mama's voice why is it shaking?"

"It's someone who's been delivering a lot of building materials. Tell him to ngerenov this house on the errand of the future daughter-in-law Mama, is this Reyhan Nak?"

"Who sent all this? Info from the sender of the prospective daughter-in-law Mama who asked." A confused tone was clearly heard on the phone.

Hanna looked silent, her forehead wrinkled.

"Could it be Michael? No way he is!" tepiss.

"But who else can do this but him? And what does it mean to renovate my mother's house?"

"Crazy, I can stress for a long time. Don't have that crazy guy's number anyway!"

"Hallo Boy! You all right?" The mother's voice broke her daydream.

"I-iya Ma hello, Just don't let them do anything to our house Ma," ordered Hanna.

"It's a white car stopping in front, Han."

"How much does the rich man get out? A little bit of a month-long no?"

"No ah, it's common for our rich people to be short items. He even seems to be pointing the way some cars in the back that carry sand, cement and bricks continue not to know what is so much more, son. Were we selected by the home surgery team? But our house isn't so ugly, is it?" My mother sounded more confused.

"Geezoo! It can't be a home operation, ma."

"What the hell do you want people!" hanna squealed inwardly.

"Do you know the guy? Bener Reyhan's? No way Ansell, right?"

"Not them, Ma. Hanna's still not sure, I'll try to find out first. Yeah, well, then Hanna call again." He immediately turned off his phone and rushed to change his clothes.

The goal is to get to the office, to find out Laura's sister's number to Michael. Through her, Hanna wanted to ask for help about her sister.

***

"Sir, sorry once again, I don't feel the message all this. Please just return it to the store!"

"Can't, Mom. The buyer paid off all this and told me to deliver it to Mom's address. Please accept," said the driver handed over the payment invoice stamped.

The confused Ratna could do nothing more as they dropped off some building materials in her yard. Some neighbors had lined up watching, some were glancing cynically, some were approaching the middle-aged woman.

"Waahh Bu Ratna wants a building huh? Maa Syaa Allah, will be this big house seen from the abundance of this material" said one neighbor glanced in all directions.

"Eh, anu ma'am this is the wrong address. I don't feel the problem," he smiled thinly and immediately approached someone who just got out of the white car.

"The father-in-law of the sultan nih kanya Bu Ratna," cried the other mothers.

The woman did not answer anything just a thin smile with a face full of anxiety.

"Sir, sorry who is this from? I'm not at all pesen" he said half in despair.

"Don't you just relax, just sit back and accept this gift."

"It can't be donk, sir. I'm afraid what's wrong? My son doesn't know about this either" he protested again.

"Father just mention the name of the buyer or who paid for it. If not I will report to RT sir or Pak lurah to ngusir the fathers of all!" he stared at the man in front of him.

"Oh Ma'am, dikendir bideki ko even rejected. I didn't end up thinking. Waita minute!" he said while away and seen contacting someone.

Shortly thereafter he returned, to the presence of Ms. Ratna.

"This is all in the name of Michael Fernando Delopez."

"Who? Micel-Micel who is he?" asked Ms. Ratna confused.

"I don't know Mom either, I just sell and know what the buyer says."

Seriate...

Sorry readers, so sorry, after a hiatus. There were one and two things going on that disturbed my mind and could not imagine freely.

But thank God, I will slowly return to continue this story. For those who do not like the storyline monggo do not continue. I just channel a writing hobby that happens to still be like a role coaster up and down his mood.

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