Revenge Revenge Hanna
The First Delayed Night

"True well he my husband is free to rebel that there is Mr. Martin and others even suspicious," inner Hanna.

"OKay wait! I have one request" said Hanna holding the body with her hand.

"Request? Hey, don't get me wrong! You think this is my wish?"

"Oh so not your wish? Okay, move!" Hanna pushed Michael's body to the side and he went back to tidying up his sleeping pajamas.

The man gulped, as the smooth shoulder closed again. His younger brother has stood perfectly just waiting for the signal with a ready position tancap. However, it seemed like the war had stopped before it even started.

Every night Michael refrains from being tempted, seeing the dandy of the wife sleeping on the sofa in front of him. Not to mention when the blanket was exposed, smooth thighs and curves of the body like a Spanish violin plastered real in front of him.

But, the prestige within him was still greater than the eagerness to rummage through every inch of the scenery in front of him. And it seems, tonight that desire can already defeat his ego. Moreover, the father's ultimatum continued to ring in his ears.

"What request?" snapping Michael.

"Fire Ansell," Hanna said calmly.

"Why?"

"There's no particular reason I just feel uncomfortable working with him" he replied.

"You still love him?" Michael looked at the change in his wife's face.

"Absolutely not."

"Why should it be disturbed? Isn't it nice that his ex-wife marries his boss?" ledeknya.

"No. I don't want to see someone from the past continue to shadow the future" he explained.

"It looks like you haven't moved on yet. After all Ansell is a very competent Daddy confidant who will not be easy to get rid of," Michael refused.

"You agree enough, I will act."

"Don't be rash! Your carelessness will affect me."

"One more thing, the project in your village will be the office of the import export service provider. Prepare well," he continued.

Hanna just nodded her head while glancing at the man in front of her. Slowly he moved away.

"Wait for what else? Quickly fulfill your duty!"

"Mmm, briefly I ...."

Just as she was about to turn around to avoid her husband's request, Michael's hand pulled back on her waist until it fell over her body.

"Come on Hanna, put aside your hatred for this man. There are many plans ahead there that must be realized from this marriage" she whispered inwardly.

She closed her eyes as her husband's lips clung without hesitation. Then, the burly hands began to guerrillaly trace every inch of his body. Unknowingly slowly but surely****** it slid from Hanna's mouth.

"God! Did I sigh?" he was inwardly ashamed.

His body wriggled feeling that tactile sensation. Gradually the farther it falls lulled in the game of the expert. That first delayed night finally came as well.

The moon shone brightly out there, the friendly wind gushed against the leaves and shook the branches of the trees neatly lined up in the courtyard of the mansion.

That night, a struggle of two people who harbored ambition occurred. Not on the basis of love but a momentary lust that they must do for the sake of an achievement. Marriage becomes a mask, for the sake of obeying the wishes of the father. Both of them feel good about this relationship.

Will love be between the two? Will they feel each other as time goes on?

***

The Ansells

Looks like the tall white man is heating the car in the garage. In the second room of her twins, the middle-aged maid was busy putting on clothes and preparing luggage.

"Bi, is it over?" ask Zea to enter the room.

"Not yet ma'am, the kids are picking clothes."

"Yes let me take care of them please prepare the food well" he asked politely.

Today Ansell took a leave of absence from their office there was a picnic appointment with her sister Athifa's family. After Zea left the job, she is now more focused on her family.

He began to trust fully in the husband because he had obeyed his will, to no longer give money to Anindira his biological son from Hanna.

Although secretly the man still told the accounting to cut his salary and immediately send the money to the account Ratna the grandmother of his son.

When all was ready, they looked out of the house with all the luggage in their hands. The two children laughed happily running towards the car. Backpacks with winged superhero character that they tenteng with spirit.

"Please get my wallet in a donk's briefcase" Ansell told his wife.

After putting the bag with her children's change of clothes into the car, Zea returned to the room to pick up Ansell's wallet. As he unzipped the black laptop bag, a maroon-colored envelope perched there.

"It's impossible that the******* that's right?" muttered.

He took the wallet and carried the invitation letter in his hand. The date passed a few days ago. And her husband didn't tell her anything about this marriage, it seems like Ansell wasn't there either because on that date he was with her at home.

After being in the car and sitting next to her husband, Zea held up the invitation.

"Is this woman the one****** that?" tanyanya glanced at Ansell.

"What the hell is the language, Ma" said Ansell glancing at the back seat.

"How dare you use what spell is he? At least not far from selling themselves," ledeknya.

"There's kids in the back, watch Ze's language!" exclaim Ansell while turning on the car.

"Why didn't you come when they got married?" tanyanya.

"No papa" he answered briefly.

"No papa? He's your boss."

"Come wrong, don't come wrong either. You're a freak, all wrong" he protested.

"Yes, why didn't you say? It's even in the bag."

"Whoever found Ma, I forgot it was in the bag."

"Why not get thrown away? Why is there a name for the ****** that is?"

Ansell let out a long sigh, free of charge he spoke to his wife when it came to Hanna. The woman would definitely continue to curse and insult her former honey.

"You want to go? If you still discuss the unimportant mending do not need to deh," snapped Ansell stepped on the brake.

The instant the woman fell silent, her lips tightly shut. Her eyes occasionally glanced at her husband cynically. Behind her son was watching the screen that was placed behind the chair seriously. The aunt also sighed in hearing her employer's small quarrel.

***

Once in the morning Hanna had finished her bath, she glanced at her husband who was still closed under the thick blanket. Remove the AC and turn it off. Despite bathing with warm water, upon entering the room his body shivered.

Michael squirms when he hears the AC off, he uncovers the blanket that covers him. Spontaneous Hanna screamed at her husband's naked body and reflexively covered her face.

"Heh what the hell? Early morning screaming?" the man shouted while standing up.

Hanna turned around looking at the ridiculous sight in front of her. Not only her husband stood up, her little sister was no less tense down there.

"Fugitive shower!" his screeches.

Michael held amusedly look at his wife's expression.

"Son, what's wrong?" a voice behind the door.

His screams were heard going out of the room. Martin who had just been pushed out of the room was shocked to hear a shout from his daughter-in-law's room.

"No papa, Dad. Ta-tadi there's a cockroach," she glanced at her husband's cynical whistling towards the bathroom and still naked.

"It looks like their room has to be cleaned again" Martin told Belinda behind him.

The woman simply responded with both of her eyebrows upwards. They're heading to the dinner table for breakfast.

Shortly after, Laura was followed by David coming down the stairs.

Although already rich, their families always diligently wake up early and go to work on time. Habits that are embedded since childhood have been attached to their daily lives.

But this morning Michael was a little late. Hanna was ready and was waiting for her husband to get dressed.

The man glanced at his wife who already looked neat. Pink shirt and a black knee-length sponge skirt and wet hair that is left unraveled. The smell of perfume that smelled made Michael continue to pay attention to his wife from the glass 5-door closet.

A smile continued to tip from his lips, which he noticed unconsciously. Hanna was seriously tidying up the laptop and putting it in a bag.

Michael's gaze was fixed on the buttonhole of Hanna's shirt. A moment later the shadow of last night's battle flashed through his mind. He rubbed his face and cast that shadow.

"I came out first well," said Hanna to see Michael.

"Wait!" answer's short.

"Huf." The woman sighed.

"Remember Michael, last night was first and last. Not your wish but Daddy's order," he murmured inwardly.

Seriate