The President Enters the Village
Reception

Hana which means flower, but life is not as beautiful as its name. Today also the same one by one fertilizer is handed down by his father's warehouse workers.

A beautiful girl who can only sit in her wheelchair. His job today? Determine the schedule for the distribution of fertilizers and insecticides for land that has been attacked by severe pests. As well as making fertilizer sales freeze, there were no laptops or computers there, just a few ledgers, rulers, erasers, calculators, pens and pencils.

Jono sighed violently, the fertilizer so heavy, it was lifted using his back. Staring cynically at the woman sitting with her fine fingers, pressing a small calculator.

Every morning help in the barn, fed potluck. A payday? He will get a week, while during the day he can take care of his farm.

Perhaps for him it will be easier and more fun to use the Microsoft Excel program, sit down to read the business agreement document, if it matches the signature. If not, call security, remove the dedemit that made the transaction with the client.

But these? Having to sweat, Jono can only sigh many times even panting. After three days I could hardly afford it anymore.

Until a middle-aged woman comes along, with a 14-year-old, to approach the table where Hana is."Hana, Gio wants to travel with his school. He needs money, only 3 million transport money, you got it?"

Hana stopped her activity, sighing harshly, "Aunti must have known Haikal would marry a woman from the city. Why ask me for money? Though there's a future aunt's daughter-in-law..."

"Beloved aunt gives you a chance. If you help Gio maybe Haikal is willing to come back to you, or make you a second wife, after all you have no other choice. The age is almost 31, coupled with a disability.." his lips smiled cynically.

Hana sighed harshly, "I don't need a beggar's family..."

"To... the beggar's family?" Sena began to clench her hands furiously.

"Yes beggars, what's her name is aunts often ask me for money that isn't even married to Haikal. Uncle Sito (haikal's father) often skipped work in the warehouse, it's still not how much, even for education money Gio also asked me.." replied Hana, again taking the iron ruler and pencil. Work freezing.

"I'm going to tell Haikal this!!" snapped it.

"Just do it, I don't need a parasitic man. Not getting married is also okay, rather than getting married but being a wife is not recognized later. Working for a honey and a husband is not ashamed." answer from the mouth of Hana, who was checking the fertilizer purchase note given by the truck driver.

"Let you be a spinster!! Die in a wheelchair without having a babysitter!!" the curse from Sena's mouth while raising her hand was about to slap.

In the movie, this is supposed to be a cool scene. When the hand of a handsome young man clasped the hand of the middle-aged woman.

I'll show you how cool a Nathan is. In order to be able to owe more later, Jono murmured in his heart, putting on as cold a face as possible.

"I will marry her, have a child from her." she showed her charm, winking one eye. Gave the code for Hana to follow the charade.

"Then it fits, a disabled woman with a porters!!" the middle-aged woman's mouth was chirping again, "Haikal who is a specialist, which matches a disabled woman!!"

"Auntie wants to go alone or I call people to push auntie and Gio out..." Hana stared cynically.

"Good luck not to marry you!! I gave you a chance to be a second wife, not even grateful!!" his lips, began to step away from the warehouse in annoyance.

"How's my tail? Interested in making additional loans?" jono asked expectantly.

Hana thinned her lips withstanding her laughter, "No, but your ears are good, my cheeks are not red with a slap,"

"So, can I get an extra loan?" jono asked, staring at Hana's face from a short distance away, slightly bent down with both hands in Hana's wheelchair.

"No, just borrow money for fertilizer and seedlings. The rest of your own effort from your salary lifts grain and fertilizer..." Hana smiled, looking at the young man before her..

"Marrel!! Judes!! It's worth it to be a spinster!!" jono's lips went back to lower the fertilizer.

Hana smiled, her eyes could not be separated from the young man. For some reason, happy when he saw his angry face. Even what was that? His heart was beating rapidly as he stared at his face from a close distance.

Never this happy, staring at her adorable looking anger. Hana's feelings for Haikal? It used to be so deep, but long-distance relationships were coupled with disappointment. Makes that feeling run out easily. Lost vanished without rest, the wait for almost 13 years ran aground because of the incident 1 day.

Dirga who just got off the old duck bike he used to watch the plantation and the farm saw everything. Her daughter smiled? But why, wouldn't Haikal marry someone else?

***

"Dad.." she said as Dirga began to sit in the chair next to her daughter.

"Dad heard Haikal was getting married. You're not disappointed?" tanya Dirga started the conversation.

"No, I'm grateful..." Hana started to bow, "Dad remember the beginning of our relationship?"

"Remember, at that time he was still thin and dekil helped his father transport grain. Brave to say that he will take care of you in front of the crowd..." Dirga started to laugh.

"Thank God it's all happening now, when you're still around. If this happens later, I don't know what to do .." said Hana smiling at Dirga.

"meaning?" ask the father not to understand.

"If you're not around, I'm married and have a son from Haikal. Then all his lies and betrayals were exposed. Maybe every day I would be beaten up by my in-laws and my husband just for the money..."

"Haikal will bring me the perfect honey that my in-laws crave. Slowly the paternal grandchildren will be forgotten after they have children later. Father's land might also be sold for my extravagant honeymoon lifestyle. Until I ended up divorced after having nothing left. Thankfully, this happened now, not later." he muttered trying to smile, although the stroke of sadness was still a little visible.

"Aren't you planning on replacing him ?" tanyanya looked at her daughter. But only a slab as the answer.

Dirga gave a rough sigh, his face was smiling, stroking his daughter's hair, "Daddy will find any man who can make you happy..."

"Anybody want to be with a disabled woman?" Hannah knitted her forehead.

"You forgot who your father is!? Father is an arbitrary landlord..." Dirga suddenly thinned her lips holding back her laughter, remembering one thing."Do you know how your mother wants to marry you?"

Hana shook her head at the sign of not knowing...

"Dad saw him approached by another man. Because of that, he deliberately lent his family unsecured money. Until the due date could not pay, they agreed to marry his daughter to the boss Dirga.." the father's laughter sounded loud.

Hana clenched her forehead, "So the late mother married without love?"

She was a little down, "She cried on our wedding day. For a few months I slept in a different room than your mother. Until finally slowly your mother melted, willing to accept father. After that we started dating." she sighed again, looking up at the stars.

"Father looks judes outside, but after getting to know more closely will feel warm. Therefore, the mother until her last breath still holds the hand of the father.." Hana's hand holds the fingers of Dirga's hand, as if comforting the father who looks lonely.

"She smiled after giving birth to you, saying that she was happy, because she could have a husband like a father..." Dirga smiled, looking up at her daughter.

***

Until that day arrives, a large celebration enlivened by local dangdut artists in the village hall is held...

Haikal held his wife's hand on stage, when a large reception was held. Haikal's House? The young man certainly pointed to the house of Dirga, the largest house in the village when Zara asked.

With prideful pride Sena wore an expensive kebaya. Talk about his son who has become a specialist. Have a beautiful daughter-in-law, a rich man, a boutique owner.

Unaware of a smiling girl, approaching the location of the party.

"Torak!! You certainly do not know what luxury party among the top. There's wine, wedding souvernir, hostess, classical music, sometimes international artists." Jono's words are interrupted.

"Don't say much, you're willing to drive me to a good meal for free right?" cynically.

"Indeed." the vile president held onto his hungry stomach. Deliberately do not eat from the morning only to be able to put more reception food into his stomach and mouth later.

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