Revenge Revenge Hanna
Conspire

"Why did you get this far as your plan goes, Mic?"

"Let it go, I'll get him to his knees in front of me."

"Daddy got sick hearing all these crazy plans, and you're still playing with that woman! Come on, focus on the company, let him go."

"Mom, he's been brave enough to report our family to the police until the media repeatedly came to the office for interviews with me. Not to mention the call letters that the police filed. Michael can't stay quiet."

"Isn't this your own thing? Who told you to bother that woman, your daddy said he was critical enough not to let anything worse happen to you and our company!"

"Just be calm, Michael is sure this way will make him silent without wrinkles."

"But not a little money you spend to build an office there. Not to mention the bribery that your men did to the government officials there to get the land! It's no longer a trivial matter. Because of ambition, you will deal with the law, son!"

"Mommy is calm, sacrificing one person for the welfare of many people must be more tempting for people as far as they are."

"You're always stubborn. That's why, daddy's so heavy giving this responsibility to you. If anything happens again, we won't interfere!"

The angry mother turned to leave her child. He could no longer hear any crazier Michael's ambition.

After his mother died he looked dumb, looking up at the ceiling of his office. His hands were busy flipping through the phone he was holding. He waited for the woman to contact him again.

"Ah shit! Why am I waiting for him, too" he lamented, rubbing his face rough.

***

Dew attached to the foliage slowly crystallized, filling the meadows along the road to the village. The wind that blows pierces the skin to the bone.

A woman carrying a backpack down a quiet street, her heart was not careless when in the distance I saw a pile of building materials filled half the road.

"That crazy guy, what's he doing at mom's house?" muttered furious.

He quickened his pace, with an annoyed heart.

Arriving at the courtyard, Hanna headed straight inside. How surprised he saw the contents of his house was messy and his belongings were no longer there. So too with his parents.

As he opened the front room, there were several men in deep sleep. His mouth gaped at his heart pounding, all the rooms he opened were not a single person in it he knew.

"Where are Mama and Anin?" ask in the heart.

Panic enveloped him, eager to bang on the door loudly. And ask their whereabouts. But, what if these men were the bad guys who kidnapped her the other day.

He also abandoned his intentions and immediately ran towards Mr. RT's house. The clock on his phone was 3 a.m. With no regard for time, Hanna arrived in front of the house of the RT chairman and immediately knocked it slowly.

"Assalamualaikum" he said repeatedly.

I don't know how many knocks the wooden door was open. The middle-aged man wearing his glasses was shocked to see Hanna.

"Sorry sir, I'm interrupting" said Hanna half-bending.

"Yes, who is it? And what's the need?" his face turned pale and misbehaved.

"I'm Hanna, sir. Miss Ratna's son" he answered.

"Oohh yeah, son of Hanna son of Bu Ratna well. Let's go in, I guess who's sorry pangling. No matter who it was," he said, letting Hanna in.

"Yes, papa, sir. I haven't seen you in a long time either."

"Yes, it's grown up now and you want to get married?"

The deg! Mr. RT must have heard the news, Hanna thought. His heart was excited to hope that this father knew the existence of the mother.

After Hanna sat down, it was seen that Ms. RT also came out of the room and approached her.

Hanna chose not to answer the question earlier she just smiled politely and sat down on the end seat.

"What's Mba Hanna doing here at dawn?" tanyanya sat beside Hanna.

"That's Mom, sorry, where's my mom going? There was nothing in the house, and there were some unknown men in the room" Hanna said, looking at the two in front of her.

For a moment the two of them looked at each other, before finally answering Hanna's question.

"Not at home? Wooh, no one reports to me they're gone. I think it wants a building and it's inside busy tidying up." replied RT sir seeing Hanna hesitating.

"Nothing, sir. I was looking for it. The state of the house is also a mess, my belongings are not there," he said desperately.

"No, sir, I'll try to ask the next-door neighbor later."

Hanna's sure, this must have something to do with Michael.

"Will that Nak Hanna want to wake up the house with her future husband? Ko I was horrified by the neighbors Bu Ratna did not even know about it," he asked.

"Mmm .. there's a problem, sir. My family is being threatened by a crazy man. And I suspect, Mama and Anin took them away."

"Oh my God, who is that man? Isn't her future husband Nak Hanna?"

Hanna let out a long sigh, she undoed her intention to tell this man everything. Diliat from the gelagatnya seemed to be something strange. Since then he emphasized the word prospective husband, as if there was something to be ascertained.

"Next time, sir. Excuse me, find my mom first yeah." Hanna decided to say goodbye.

"Try the police aja Mba Hanna if it has been 1x24 hours," Ms. RT who had been silent opened the voice.

"Okay, Mom, thank you. And I'm sorry to interrupt" he said, shaking hands. He went out the door and hurried away.

Hanna thought, there's no way to go back to her house. He needs Reyhan's help to see Michael. But, he was afraid that something happened to his lover if he helped him.

"Do I have to call the police again? Yesterday, no arrests were made. The law is always blunt upwards" he lamented.

He is confused where to go, it is impossible to disturb his neighbors early in the morning like this. The sister house of her mother was in the next village which was quite far away when taken on foot.

He decided to go to the mosque while waiting for dawn.

Just a few minutes to reach the mosque, seen Bu RT caught up with him.

"Wait, Mba Hanna!" he said half running. Now she has changed clothes more neatly and wearing a hijab and carrying a shopping bag.

"Yes, Miss RT? Going to the market?"

The middle-aged woman pulled Hanna's hand slowly, while putting her index finger on her lips. His head was darting backwards making sure no one was.

He took her to the side of the mushola, a place that was still deserted.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" ask Hanna in wonder.

"A few days ago there were four men coming to your house, they asked permission to build an office on the land of Ms Ratna" he explained slowly.

"What's? The office? Ko, you just shut up" asked Hanna with furrowed eyebrows.

"We were threatened, and please don't tell me this information" he asked.

Hanna was silent for a moment, right guessing from the response of rt sir earlier she had suspected something was covered.

"Eat him the father earlier nanya, not the man was the future husband Mba Hanna. You see, when you wanted confirmation to Ms. Ratna they forbade it, and said that you agreed. And even they also want to take care of his letters to the agrarian office," explained Ms. RT half-whispered.

"Astagfirullahaladzim, the man has so far acted. What's thewant?" ask Hanna growled. Both of his hands clenched, his teeth clenching in anger.

"Mother had expected, something was wrong with your family. But, what can we do? Mba Hanna know, we are just small people while they are seen from vehicles, clothes and speech like big people" said the woman, emanating clearly on her face of worry.

Hanna's body suffocated, she collapsed leaning against the wall of the mushola.

"I have to defend this land, no one has the right to do this to my family." she said.

After thanking Ms. RT Hanna walked towards her house. At 4 a.m., he was sure they were still asleep.

Sure enough, they were all still asleep. He slowly settles through the back door, looking for letters that might be there. After a few minutes, I did not see any letters there.

As he turned around from the living room, he saw a pile of paper near the tv cabinet. He quickly took it.

"Benefit and departmental structure," he murmured with continued attention to the paper.

Suddenly his eyes rounded, seeing Zea's name plastered as the main director.

"Zee?" he said he didn't believe.

"Hey who are you?" ask someone from the front door.

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