The President Enters the Village
Not Love

The young man was silent in his slump getting praise from the villagers. Until a wheelchair moves nearby, "They're right, I'm lucky to have a husband like you" she smiled.

"Hana, you were intentional?" he grew angry, trying to smile.

"Jono, you intentionally?' hana asked back, clenching her forehead.

"A..me..me...the wheelchair!! It's as chatty as a duck!!" her screams walked away, hoping that with her insults Hana would surrender. Getting scorn from the villagers about the husband who often insulted her.

And sure enough ...

"Where is patient? Maybe Jono.." The words of one of the villagers who was compassionate to him stopped, interrupted by him.

"That's a dear call from Jono. Ordinary, he grew up in the city, so the more affectionate, the more anxious he called out, heard for himself right? I was called a wheelchair duck." she laughed.

"God, where does this woman feel ashamed, if she's an employee of my company, I'll probably raise her director-level position to fight business rivals of the company. But this woman with this venomous mouth is my wife. I guarantee you when you get divorced, if he knows my social status. He would ask for a 50% share of the property, to the court.." he muttered, stopping his steps, hearing Hana's conversation with one of the villagers.

Dirga who had just arrived at the warehouse was about to approach her daughter stopped her steps. He overheard Jono's complaint.

The man was silent, it was expected by him. Since Jono's full name is Jonathan Northan, this young man comes from the city and from the upper middle class economy. However, he did not want to disappoint Hana, because it was still carrying out his daughter's wishes.

But these? Wanting to part ways with Hana as soon as possible due to fear that her property in the city, will be split in two after divorce later. Dirga clenched her hands, harboring her frustration, it was also her fault helping her daughter to marry Jono.

The thing he can do? Nothing, just waiting and supporting her daughter no matter what. He did not need the slightest property of the city, plantation and farm is enough to support his children and grandchildren later.

He now realizes the difference of forcing Hana's biological mother to marry him first. Hana's biological mother is not a petty, virtuous person. They can take their marriage slowly.

However, it was different from the current condition of his daughter. Jono thinks only of himself, shortsightedly about his own wife. A drop of Dirga tears flowed immediately wiped away by him. His daughter did not lack for wealth even though only women came from the village.

Maybe this is the reason Hana hid the fact that she was able to walk. She wants her husband to love her sincerely.

But is there sincerity in these petty creatures? The one who thought his daughter would take half of her fortune later. He can only wait, even if Hana separated in a state of pregnancy or already have children later. She can still raise her granddaughter, won't beg the city man who hurt her.

The seed of pain is here now. Perhaps one day, Hana will realize there is a love that is not worth pursuing.

He will try to accept his son-in-law, until his daughter is already sick enough someday. It was then himself who would not let a Jonathan Northan see his daughter again.

The smile was seen, on the face harboring his heartache, hearing the petty mutterings of his son-in-law, who was thinking badly about his own wife,"Jono, help them take down the fish seeds you ordered," he said, surprising the man who was unaware of Dirga's arrival.

Jono sighed harshly, "It sucks! Why could it fail.." - furious, following Dirga's words. Helping people from the nursery, including fish seedlings.

"Just until Hana gives up on loving a man like you." muttered Dirga's voice, which Jono could not hear.

Like a plot that can be guessed finally by Dirga. A man will hurt his daughter someday. She gives Hana the most painful life lesson. It even gave more painful wounds than Haikal had given.

***

During the afternoon, Jono continues to do his duty at this time to feed the tiny fish. Some pretty big pools, maybe the warehouse and land workers work from noon to morning making it.

"Here," Hana thrust her lunchbox.

Yet...

Crackle...

Unfortunately his stomach can not be compromised, sounding non-stop. Jono held back his embarrassment, holding his own stomach.

"Ka.. if you insist on giving it, I want to eat," he said, picking up the box that Hana handed me.

The woman smiled, giving a bottle of water. The food box begins to open up Jono, eating his food voraciously.

Until the bamboo flute is removed Hana, can be seen engraving kanji letters on the side. I don't know what the writing is, Jono doesn't really care.

Some of the tones he played were not the traditional flutes of this country, heard from the different scales. A beautiful melody is like missing someone, making him who is eating stunned, silent.

Beautiful, his wife is really beautiful, if noticed even international celebrities or models lose far, maybe...

A narcissist? But that was how he looked at Hana now, the woman he did not love.

"Where did you get that from!? That's an import, right? He said preserve the culture of the village." he sneered with his mouth full.

"This is from my late mother, giving my grandfather to my grandmother when my grandmother was pregnant," Hana smiled, stopping her play," My grandfather taught my grandmother to play the flute, before grandfather had to return to Japan. I left my pregnant grandmother. My grandfather, was only a low-ranking soldier. When the troops were pulled back to Japan he had to leave too. Leaving this flute to grandma, to remove the longing of his pregnant wife to her husband,"

"Your grandfather must be dead, for it is not to return to seek his wife and child." said Jono with a mouthful.

"Don't know, because the late grandmother came from the village sebrang. Move to this village, then owe a lot to my father, to pay off his debts. Father forced my mother who had Japanese blood to marry him." said Hana laughing loudly.

"Father and son are the same," he murmured.

Hana turned her wheelchair around to Jono, "You run these fish ponds. Learn how to maintain it from the internet, use the computer in the cooperative. Net profit, after feed, employee salary, and other needs, we divide two. You said you wanted to raise 100 million, right?"

Jono turned to Hana, twitching his forehead, "Why are you nice to me?"

"I love you, so learn to love me." she replied.

"Business profit 50%,50% I accept but sorry, but until anytime, I won't love you," Jono put down his food container that has been toilet. I want to leave Hana.

"Wait!!" hana stopped the young man's steps.

"What else!! I told you I would never love you. Yes, you can never!!" snapped, wrath.

"I want to pee, can you deliver?" ask Hana.

Jono kneaded his own temple, then turned around, "Yes, I intersected.." he said starting to lift Hana's body ala bridal style, towards the bathroom."Not taking a shower? Today was quite hot." he asked again, to the wife he said he did not love.

Seriate