The President Enters the Village
Illusions

A month had completely passed, Nathan stared at the row of skyscrapers before him. All files are done. What's he doing this month? Live his life as it should.

And sure enough, there is less. Everyone was haunting him, many women were chasing him, including Angel who was getting more and more intensely close to him.

But still, her life was not as comfortable as when Dirga was at the same dining table as her. He was like a father. Kala Hana brought provisions for her, sometimes playing beautiful melodies from her flute.

Hiding under a buffet table with a disabled girl. Eat the food a plate of both. Laughing together, amazed by his way of thinking.

Kelvin also changed considerably as if away from him, not acting like a friend anymore. Just a professional secretary.

"Master, I've taken care of the team from the branch office," he said lowered his head in salute.

"Kelvin am I handsome?" nathan asked, wanting a little bit of Kelvin's attitude to change as before.

"You are handsome. excuse me.." he replied looking down to retreat.

"Wait on! Act as usual, as when we were in the village" Nathan asked.

"Here I am a regular secretary who can be fired at any time. So it's not right to talk," Kelvin looked down, still a grudge just because a Jonathan Northan, the yellow beauty can't get into his garage.

She'll regret it. At that time I'll throw her and Hana's divorce papers. Right on his face, just one word.... Mampus.inner, walk away.

Did she really love Hana? I don't know, but maybe Kelvin's words are true, memories will feel more beautiful than life today. She missed Hana. Missed it? It's not longing, it's just wanting to meet and hug her. Let's just say kangen.

The young man started walking towards the sofa, this morning he asked the waiter to make a box for him. It was too good to eat at a restaurant. The food in the village was more appetizing.

Until, contact supplies opened, Nathan only ate a few mouthfuls and then lay on the sofa. Closing his eyes for a moment, he felt the wind swaying the bamboo tree. With Hana at his side, smilingly looking at him eating voraciously.

A moment later his eyes opened, there was only the sound of an AC machine being heard in his room. That place is completely deserted.

A scantily dressed woman came, without knocking on the door. Close Nathan's eyes from behind.

"Angel?" nathan said as if he knew.

"I got caught, let's have lunch together. There was a French restaurant that just opened," he said, starting to sit hugging Nathan from the side, even swiping two objects in front of him on Nathan's arm.

"I'm not feeling well." she replied, letting go of Angel's embrace.

The woman sighed harshly, "Nathan I saw the latest output bag, the price is being discounted. But unfortunately my pay as a model hasn't gone down yet..."

Nathan's gonna buy him soon? That's what's on his mind, his ex is that right? A truly royal person, as if money could buy one's loyalty and love.

"Then delay the purchase, you keep too many bags. Sell one of them, to buy the latest one," advises Nathan.

This young man was already completely different. But it can't go on like this, Nathan was his from the start, backup if he didn't get a Joseph.

"Later Dicky's birthday night, I was planning on having a surprise party at the club'night, so.." Angel's words stopped, staring at Nathan reaching into his pocket. Type something in his phonecell.

"I'm just in the joint venture so I've already sent half the rent for the whole club' night. You paid half of it yourself." he said.

Angel keeps trying to smile, sighs harshly, "Nathan I have business, I have to go home first. See you at the party tonight" he said, kissing Nathan's lips.

But the young man pushed him, "I'm not feeling..."

Angel sighed harshly, then passed away, annoyed.

Disgustful? That's what it looks like right now, when he looks at Angel. He used to be proud and praised her as a beautiful model with a brilliant career. However, not at this time, perhaps because it had gotten used to something that was not touched by each other's men at all.

There was a time when he had seen Angel dancing at the club. Letting a man approach, dancing intensely with him. Even the hand that stroked the thigh at first. Creeping up the thigh, made Angel open her mouth, what did the man's fingers do in Angel's groin, in the bustle of drunk people dancing.

Memories about liquor, women, even respected by everyone are not as beautiful as when experiencing it.

Nathan clenched his hands, just one more month, to make sure he was happier living without Hana.

***

The night before, the night was the same as a few nights before. But the difference is Dicky's birthday today. Unfortunately, Han came back with Lola, his wife who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Proudly stroking his wife's hair. No awkward or embarrassed feelings.

"My wife is so much prettier." Nathan murmured continuously. This time he really wants Hana, a woman who is sometimes indifferent, sometimes so warm.

"Hana.." The mood returned, laughing in his tears.

***

Missed Hana? The woman had come to see him. Sitting in the living room, Joseph slowly descended wearing a mask, covering his mouth and nose.

His eyes scurried at the beautiful woman sitting in a wheelchair with a middle-aged man. "Who are you?" tanyanya started to sit down.

"My name is Hana, and this is Mr. Kirjo. Is Jonathan Northan there?" Hana sighed harshly, staring at the house that was indeed more beautiful than her own home. With a row of luxury cars in his garage.

A car that can either buy how many tens of trucks. Quickly, Jono never wanted to bow down to love her. What Hana has is nothing.

"You're Nathan's wife?" Joseph opened the mask.

Hana nodded, "We are indeed married. But Nathan doesn't like me, so I want to make things clear,"

Joseph let out a rough sigh, finally today arrived as well. It had been a month of leaving his wife alone without any news, never giving a living inner birth. One year into their marriage, maybe Hana's strong enough to face Nathan.

"She hasn't come home yet, I'll call her can you wait." she asked, along with a drink that came with some cookies.

***

The day was getting late, several times Joseph contacted his sister and the results were the same. Her phone number is inactive.

Two people waited patiently for the sound of a car engine to be heard. Kelvin had the body of his mistress heavily drunk, while a driver was holding Angel's body asleep.

Denying feelings? That is what his subconscious reveals.

"Sir, I'm sorry I didn't know Angel's apartment access code, so I brought her here" Kelvin told Joseph, who had just learned of Hana's arrival.

Hana's eyes looked around, staring at a beautiful model with her beautiful body asleep with the body lifted by the driver.

"Don't let him spread the virus everywhere!! He's Nathan's friend! Just put it in Nathan's room." Joseph ordered.

Her tears flowed immediately wiped away by her, trying to smile, maybe that was her husband's life, used to bring another more beautiful woman with him. "Nathan..." Hana moved her wheelchair closer.

Half-conscious Nathan took a good look at the person before him. Just an illusion maybe that's what he's thinking.

"Why follow me even to the office, even seem to appear in my dreams... I never loved you," he cried his tears missed his wife.

Hana's wheelchair stopped, "I'm gonna stop trying to make you love me. We'll just split up..."

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