Revenge Revenge Hanna
Retaliation Begins

Reyhan crumpled up the maroon-colored invitation letter with the gold ribbon. The date passed two days ago. His heart was turbulent, his blood boiling to see the name of someone he loved so much with another man. Although the letter was not intended for her but, the name written there was her lover whom she had been fighting for all this time.

In front of him was Sinta, his old friend, who had also put his heart on him for so long. Until he was willing to betray his best friend to get the love of this young man. He was invited at Hanna's wedding, of which many of his office friends only Sinta received the invitation letter.

But, the question is why the invitation has been missed and just arrived at him? When he asked the OB, the letter had just been delivered. He tried to shake the astonishment.

"What I said is reality, right? You're just a tool for healing his trauma, after he recovers he'll choose a rich man to live his life."

The man was still speechless, his gaze blurred, for a moment his mind was in a state of frenzy unable to think clearly. The woman's smile was still in her mind. Although slowly fading and disappearing.

He felt something was wrong with all of this.

"Why Michael?" ask in the heart.

Then, he headed for the car and ran it at full speed.

"Reeeyy! Reyhaanan!" scream Sinta in the distance.

Of course it was ignored Reyhan, making the girl upset and cursed.

"At least my chances of making Reyhan's dapetin more open, the work and love you have managed to take over, Hanna." he murmured softly feeling proud.

Kling...

Suddenly a message came in on his phone.

"Gue didn't expect you to attend, I just asked anterin to invite. I'm just giving you a chance to enjoy my ex. May the envy and envy in your heart be satisfied after this. I never thought, our sincere friendship should end with your selfishness!"

"Strong? He thought what kind of stuff would anyone!" his grunts were upset ignoring the message.

His phone vibrated again.

"Why did that man leave you? Padaadahalkan very excited ya nintukkin invitation is the same he, kasian."

Sinta dyed, she suspected Hanna was around.

He walked quickly towards his office which was only a few meters ahead. For a moment his heart was happy when he would meet Reyhan, to tell about the invitation letter. He thought the man would be legowo and be nice to him.

However, unexpectedly he had instead left her without a word.

"Road sir" exclaimed a woman wearing sunglasses in a luxury sedan parked not far from Sinta's office.

"Alright, Madam." replied the driver in front of him respectfully.

The atmosphere of the office looked boisterous, all the employees looked relaxed chatting and laughing widely. There were even some who were eating at his desk.

It's been a few days that their boss hasn't been to the office. Chandra is focusing on the treatment of his nephew, Hendi. Of course it makes employees feel free, two respected people do not enter the office at the same time. Truly a rare event in the history of their office.

Sinta looked stunned in front of the second floor door, her room used to be with Hanna. For a moment his heart rippled, their shadows laughing happily drawn there. Mutual taunting, offending and venting sessions they often do.

He walked to his room on the third floor. Now, everything seemed to turn the empty room seemed deserted. There is no joking and laughter, there is only serious work, a focus full of tension.

"Ah, think what the hell am I!" he shifted his focus to the laptop in front of him.

"However, friendship is more beautiful than enmity, peace is more comfortable than war. And sincerity will only come once from everyone."

Kling, his phone got a message back.

"What the hell is this guy, anyway?"

Sinta put down her phone again and tried to ignore Hanna's message. As usual, he opened an email to check the incoming documents and invoices.

Suddenly an email came in on behalf of PT. Gemilang Group. Then he opened it and read it.

"Wouldn't you read this wrong?" the question was trying to digest the word for word that was attached to the email.

"Okay, how do you say Chandra? He must have been in a lot of shock if I forwarded this email. But if I'm not allowed, it's also impossible" he continued.

His forehead looked wrinkled, he was at a loss as to what step he would take.

"Would I try to go there? Ask directly what this email means? They will also get a penalty if they decide the contract of the side."

"Sinta, try to find documents related to the employment agreement with PT. It's brilliant!" his orders.

The look on the middle-aged man's face looked crumpled and full of anxiety. In fact he only wears t-shirts and jeans without his shirt and suit, let alone a tie. It seemed like he was in a hurry to get to the office just after reading the email that was also coming in on his phone.

"Okay sir" he answered briefly.

"Have you read the email?"

"It's sir."

Sinta continued to dismantle the pile of maps in the closet behind her. While Chandra was busy staring at the laptop screen to search the pdf file of the agreement letter.

"That Michael bastard! What's the matter is that he's willing to break the contract like this!" gerrutu annoyed.

Sinta who heard it only glanced at a glance.

"Just served a few months have dared to shake his father's company! Making trouble with us, what he wants to be in front of him," he continued to complain furiously.

"Sorry sir, wouldn't their company be penalized if it cut the contract unilaterally?" Sinta asked herself.

"Of course, he should be responsible for the rest of the employee's wages."

"The problem is that he argues there are some jobs whose results are not in accordance with the agreement. Which results try? So far we are very careful to give our best, just be careful if this is only their alibi not to pay the penalty fee!"

Sinta fell silent again, she heard her phone vibrate the sign of incoming messages.

"Have you met yet?" ask Chandra impatiently.

"Not yet, sir. I don't know what the color of the map is either" he replied.

"Try asking Hanna, she remembers."

"Ask Hanna? Obviously impossible" he whispered in his heart.

"How about Hendi sir? He's the one who's been working on this project."

"Why do you want him to wong he's sick again, Sinta! If I can be asked also since then I keep him in the RS."

"Sorry sir."

"You've got to call Hanna!" orders again.

"Ah shit! How do I try" he lamented in his heart.

With a heavy heart Sinta grabbed her phone, and took the time to read the message earlier.

"This is just the beginning, get ready. Enjoy the position you so desire. I'm sure si, soon you will also contact me for the documents. Because what? Because Mr. Chandra is very dependent on people, let alone me."

Sinta clenched her hands, she breathed deeply. Press that number.

"Crazy, why is this person so gini nyeremin yah." grumbled inwardly.

A few seconds passed, no answer. Until the call ends unanswered.

"Where? Not lifted?"

"No sir" he answered.

In his heart he was relieved not to be answered by the woman. Because he also felt not ready to hear Hanna's voice. For some reason, could it be that guilt is beginning to overwhelm him?

"Try again!" exciting Chandra.

Now the man is trying to find himself in a pile of cabinets full of papers and maps.

Sinta tried to push back Hanna's number, for some reason her heart was racing as if afraid of being discovered. It's like guilt is true.

"Ha-hello," he answered as the call was answered.

Seriate...