Revenge Revenge Hanna
Misbehavior

Before the fist drifted from Adri's hands, Gerdi's bodyguard Michael swiftly blocked between the two.

"Who are you?" asked Michael who was surprised to see the man suddenly attack him.

Hanna opened the curtain that separated him from Michael, her eyes were round to see the father, and she would raise her fists again.

Of course the bodyguard eventually pushed the man away from Michael.

"Sir, stop! This is a hospital, sir. Istighfar!" rahatih held her husband's arm.

"Mr, already! Don't make trouble" Hanna tried to come down to get to her father.

"You don't come down! Stay there!" adri exclaimed to Hanna with sharp eyes still looking at Michael who looked shocked.

Michael realized in his heart that this man was the husband of Ratna, which means father. But, he was still silent at a glance glancing at the man who was in the middle of emotions.

"You marry her right now!" continue then.

She pulled her husband's hand back.

"Father what the fuck?" she was about to pull her husband out of the room.

But not yet able to open the door, Michael's family was seen entering. There was Martin in a wheelchair, Belinda the wife and David their youngest son pushing the chair.

They fell into awkward silence, letting the family in.

"Can we talk?" tanya Martin looked at Adri.

At first glance David met with Michael who looks less like him. Then, glanced at Hanna who was sitting on the edge of the bed with her hands holding the infusan pole. That woman must have intended to follow her father and mother out.

"I intend to marry them off, as a form of our responsibility. It's just that it's impossible to do it here in such a limited space" Martin said.

The bule man opened the conversation. Adri looked away from her face looking at the spacious ceiling of the room. The atmosphere still felt awkwardly silent to each other.

"Before I wanted to ask Brother Hanna, are you willing to marry Michael?" David tried to open his voice.

"Don't ask my son, but this man! Can he be held responsible for the mess that has happened. Hanna's self-esteem, her job and our careless home you're good at. Without permission to remove it!" stir Adri furious.

"Mr ...." Ratna stroked the back of her husband's hand which seemed emotional.

"I will make him accountable for all his actions."

The atmosphere was quiet again with each other.

***

A few weeks later.

A lavish party was hosted by the Delopez family at a five-star hotel. Guests filled the room dominated by white color.

"Crazy! Girls from ordinary families, looks are also ordinary, can marry the same son of a conglomerate bona fide factory owner anyway!" comments of some women on the sidelines of invited guests.

"These women are also widows who have one child and former secretary Mr. Martin" said another.

"What kind of milking cake is she?" one of them was greeted with laughter from the other.

"That's good luck, we'll never know what effort and sacrifice he's been through to get all of this" replied a middle-aged woman.

"What's she wondering?" another chirp.

Their talks stalled as the convoy of the bride-to-be entered the building with her family. Michael and his family are waiting in the armchair.

The few women who were gossiping about Hanna looked aghast with gaping mouths, seeing the woman walking gracefully slowly past them.

The atmosphere was momentarily silent, all eyes were on Hanna. The woman wore a white kebaya with a transparent cloth on her shoulders dangling long back. The makeup is thin, looks flawless smooth and glowing. His eye brows were perfectly etched like a noodle with thin lips.

Although without a smile, she looked beautiful walking in the middle of her parents. His heart was pounding, he tried to hide his nervousness by continuing to hold the hand of the mother. Anindira, her son, was seen walking on the side of the grandmother with a dress of kebaya color in line with Ratna and Ardi.

Michael's family was no less surprised to see the beauty of his future daughter-in-law. All this time they had always seen the woman without makeup, with a tangled face. But today, he was like a conjured angel.

"Sister, blink napa? It was almost jatoh." whispered Laura nudged her brother's arm.

The man looked misbehaved and turned his eyes in all directions. But still, the white kebaya sparkle in the light beam in front of him, making the tail of his eyes continue to attract to look towards the group.

Suddenly his heart was racing, cold sweat appeared on his forehead even though the room was air-conditioned as Hanna and her family grew closer.

But he still tried to control himself by being pretentious.

A few minutes later they were sitting next to each other in a chair. Without seeing each other of course, only the tail of his eyes repeatedly glanced at each other.

"Sir Hanna is so beautiful" whispered Laura in the middle of the two as she linked the white cloth on their heads.

The event uses the custom of the bride, and one of the conditions proposed by Adri while in the hospital is that Michael must convert to Islam.

***

Hanna Kartika became the wife of Michael Fernando Delopez. After their wedding, the woman is taken to the conglomerate's mansion.

As her family was about to say goodbye, Hanna followed them to the front yard where her rental car was parked.

"Inget Mah, sir, give home design that we have prepared to the craftsmen and throw away the old design. If there is a shortage of materials or anything quickly contact Agra," Hanna told her parents.

"Is nothing going to happen to you, son?" ask the worried mother.

"Let's be calm, Hanna can take care of everything. Anyway you guys focus on changing the building, later I'll find out the letters and permits."

"You can call Mr. Lurah as soon as possible and ask how far the house documents went," he continued half a whisper.

"Yes, tomorrow you go to the village office. You're careful, it seems your mother-in-law doesn't like you much." Adri reminded.

"I understand, Sir."

They soon left the two-story mansion. Feelings of anxiety and fear enveloped the heart of Ratna released her son to a family that was completely unknown to her. Different background and social.

Hanna enters the room Laura showed her. When she entered it it looked lonely there was no husband in there. He walked everywhere until the last bathroom. There was no trace of anyone but him there.

"It's like he doesn't want a room with me. Well that's better," he murmured with excitement.

The room decorated with dozens of white roses looks very beautiful. On the bed filled with the spread of white rose petals, he laid down his body.

Just a few minutes he woke up.

"I'd better lock the door" he murmured again as he walked towards the door.

"Well, it's safe now."

He took off his clothes and changed into the nightgown he had carried in his suitcase. Then, put her body back on the bed.

"Wangi ... tender .. comfortable," he whispered, the fragrant flowers filled the room.

Shortly thereafter.

Tok ... tok ...

"Hey open!" shouting someone out there makes Hanna aghast.

"Sound of Michael!" He then hurried to change into more closed clothes.

"Woy open the door!" yell again.

"L-yes for a second!" hanna answered nervously.

As he opened the door, a look of annoyance came from the man.

"What the fuck is this playing lock the door as good as he can?" he nodded while entering.

"I don't think you're sleeping here" replied Hanna innocently.

"I want that. Damnit damnit! Daddy should be sitting there!" his grunts while throwing his shirt in any direction made Hanna scream to see the man in front of her bare-chested.

"Aawww!" screech while turning his body.

"What the hell?"

"Why are you undressing like that?"

Michael only realized that he had forgotten to wear a shirt, usually the shirt he wore was always on the double shirt inside.

He rushed to get a shirt in his closet.

"Huh! Don't pretend, I'm sure you've seen a lot of naked guys!"

"Take care of your words!" hanna Sentak.

The otu woman looked wrongly at the silent behavior of puzzled about to go in which direction.

"Udah times! When are you going to stand there!"

Hanna then took the blanket on the bed to the sofa and laid her body against the wall. Certainly quietly.

The man glanced cuey, he lay his body on the bed took the book located on the nightstand and read it. But, his focus was split between the book and the body of the violin tub in front of him.

"What the hell am I!" whispers in the heart.

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