The President Enters the Village
Peak Show

Dangdut music orchestra, some young people and fathers take to the stage to give a concert. Who does not know Haikal, the young man who now holds the largest celebration party ever in the village.

Sena smiled proudly, embracing Zara's daughter-in-law's shoulder."Son, we're gonna live in your house, okay, in town?" said smile.

"Ke... Why stay at my house? Isn't Haikal's house in the village big enough?" in his shadow, he would stay at Haikal's house later after marriage. Slowly making up the lie that his shop went bankrupt, became the son-in-law of a mastermind who owned hundreds of acres of land.

"Our house is too small, besides that mother is tired of living in the village, education in the city is also better for Gio. so.." Sena's words that almost exposed her lies interrupted.

"I mean mom, my house is big. But I want to see the interior design of your house in the city center. I once told you, the design is minimalist but so big from the outside like a state palace." he said smiling. In his shadow he will stay with Zara later, bringing his mother, father and younger sister to remember Zara saying she has several unoccupied houses. Buy it just for rent, or just use it for vacation.

No one knows behind the smile of a couple. The groom's house, there's not even a tile on the floor. With one small gas stove, and a fire furnace. The roof does have a tile, although it often leaks, with the brick wall without plastered.

The house of Zara? His mother and father lived contracted in another city, with dozens of brothers. Until he decided to migrate to become a maid, but everything changed when his best friend invited him to work as a comfort woman.

Until he met Haikal, accidentally in an elite restaurant. This is the time to stop, by marrying a young doctor, the son of the landlord himself can live without worrying about anything else. Without the need to work, just need to take care of the child, maybe use the services of a baby sitter later, no need to sleep with a man who has a pungent body odor or old grandfather.

Couple with each other's assumptions and imagination. While the villagers who attended Hajatan began to whisper.

"Haikal is lucky, married to a city woman. Maybe his life is like in soap operas, everywhere riding a luxury car. Take care of the company." whispered one of the invited guests.

"Yes, apart from the son of the boss Dirga, even married a city woman. Though Hana is more beautiful, just can not walk alone.young time just be the village flower," other guests also gossip.

"Diddeliver!! If I were Hana would have killed herself. Curse it!! Haikal haunt, so neng Kunti (kuntilanak)!! I'm a friend of Hana's High School, Haikal picked up from the deckil, skinny, until so dashing, specialist. Even do not know thank you, the marriage is not a blessing, I am sure.." sneered one of the alumni of SMU where Hana used to go to school.

"Truly too, huh? Try if Hana used to be my son, schooled, family borne. Sure, even though the defect will not cheat." pouted other mothers.

No one noticed a young man sitting near there with the contents of the plate piling up. "It turns out the marriage of the former.." murmured still eating voraciously, his fingers suddenly moved, sending SMS through his old phoncell to Pak Kirjo and Dirga about the whereabouts of Hana there.

The young man who will make matters even more complicated. Slightly glanced towards Hana who was in the middle of talking to one of the farmers who happened to be present. One of the workers who helped work his land.

"You should be grateful, I'm the President who knows thank you. Destroying your ex's marriage, helping you get your revenge," she said with her mouth full, after successfully sending a message.

***

And sure enough, Kirjo sir who received a message from Jono was immediately anxious, pale. "Sirjo sir...?" one of the workers seemed to ask quietly one of the truck drivers owned by Dirga.

"Call the others, the son of the boss will be humiliated at the wedding the doctor does not know the lucky one.." his order, upset, wanted to deploy warehouse workers if something happened to his juror's son.

Elsewhere, Dirga was wearing her cowboy hat in the hot sun. Not knowing his daughter's arrival to Haikal's wedding. Until his phonecell suddenly reads an incoming message from an unknown number. Where does Jono have Dirga's phoncell number? Of course it is always listed on the front banner of the fertilizer warehouse.

Dirga was silent, looking angry, Jeep car keys taken. Drive the car to the village hall.

'Hana was humiliated at Haikal's wedding, her wheelchair was pushed. His face was slapped again, I couldn't help him,'

The bayes? Really too big and too much. But anticipate if it really happens.

A few dozen minutes passed, his stomach almost full, and then Jono began to approach Hana. "You congratulating me now?" her question, only answered with a nod by Hana.

He trusted Haikal too much, his warm attitude every time he returned to the village. And also the fear of Hana first, due to her disability and her age who had stepped on the head of three. Make him down, do not want to be abandoned by his former lover always be gentle.

But one slap at the graduation ceremony convinced him. The status of a disabled spinster is more honorable, than a disabled mistreated wife who would beg for love in the husband of a doctor, competing with her perfect honey.

The wheels of the chair began to spin driven by Jono, who occasionally glanced at the other dishes at the buffet table. Until the time came to face them, without makeup that faded, only black kebaya contrasted with white skin. Natural beauty is visible...

"Congratulations." he said smiling.

"I've been kind, offering you a second wife Haikal. But basically do not know themselves.." pungent mouth paws Sena again chirping.

"Hana, I hope you don't disturb my life anymore. I've been happy with him, so." Haikal's words were cut off.

"Wait, I came here as an invited guest, as well as a debt collector," he said smiling, giving the map he had prepared.

"Married! But all the money I've transferred for your college and your life, I take it for debt. The flowers are 5%.." he continued.

Haikal's hands trembled reaching for the map, staring at the number that reached the billions."What does this mean?" tanyakanya.

"Haikal, why is he charging you a debt?" Zara held the arms of the young man who had just become her husband tightly, still trusting Haikal, not yet understanding everything.

"It is not just the cost of college, apartments, even the water you used to consume. But also the cost of your sister's education, almost every week your mother also asked me for money on the grounds that Gio was sick." he said still smiling."If you are not willing to sign a debt agreement. I'll report it to the police on fraud charges. Proof of transfer I still hold, even your promises in a short message, saying I will marry you, as soon as you graduate. As long as I send money as soon as possible..."

"Money can do anything, I can hire a lawyer to sue you. Getting your practice license revoked for breaking the law, do you remember the code of ethics of medicine? I found out from the internet." he continued. While the invited guests began to whisper scorn, even a small laugh.

"So you haven't been sincere all this time?" ask Haikal.

"I'm sincere, if you know yourself, don't bite the hand that feeds you" replied Hana.

The most horrible woman I've ever met, even the proof of transfer and short messages is still kept... Too smart, not fit to be a wife.Thank God I was destined to marry an international model or celebrity, if possible whose IQ was standard... Jono still faithfully smiled behind Hana, waiting for the spectacle of the peak show, when the landlord and his minions came.

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