The President Enters the Village
Kampung Mafia

A woman's hand was raised, about to slap the face of the girl sitting in the wheelchair. Yet the same young man stopped him, his hand gripped. Then slammed.

"Don't be rude, however we can report about the persecution," Jono smiled, already guessing the reason he was there. Hana wants someone to protect her.

"Persecution!? This disabled woman is a fraud!! He just wants to ruin Haikal's wedding!! Hana better stop your crazy behavior!!" snapped Sena did not accept, about to attack the girl who could not even walk.

But quickly Mr. Sito (haikal's father) stops him, pushing his wife's body."It's already!! What if the Dirga boss fired the father. Where do you want to work later!? I told you, I would agree if Hana became your son-in-law!!"

"Hana, I will talk to Haikal, to make you a second wife." continued Sito, holding his fingers,"You will not be a spinster, married to Haikal. No one will want your feet to be..."

Sito's words were interrupted, the hand of the middle-aged man holding his fingers was released by Hana. "Who would be with a poor doctor." he sibir.

Zara's hands clenched, still confused by what had happened, staring at her husband's deathly pale face. Butwhy? Isn't Haikal's father the richest man in the village? Who is the Dirga boss?

But for sure, he did not want to have honey, anyone disabled woman in front of him. Maybe only the village girl that Haikal's father loved for being good at attention, that's what was on his mind. Not knowing the high and low degrees.

"Second wife? I don't want to be combined!! Besides my parents who live abroad, will also be very angry if you know you treat their children badly.." dust with high intonation.

Overseas? At once the invited guests again whispered in praise of Haikal and Zara.

"Haikal's lucky, huh? It's worth leaving Hana.." the voice of one of the guests sounded vaguely.

"Yes, his parents live abroad, it's definitely like in soap operas. The son of a rich man who rides a lambor car..lambor...lambor what is it? Like Raffi Ahmad's car," the other mothers gossiped.

"Lamborghini the name of the car. Paying off Haikal's education money may be like a change of pennies, like in soap operas," replied one person who just whispered.

Like a soap opera story, maybe Haikal's life for them, contested two women. Hana began to be scorned as a lowly woman who came here only to beg to be made a second wife.

"Second wife? I'm here to collect a debt, not to be a second wife." - furious, clenched his hand, harbored his frustration.

Haikal smiled, and Zara was beside him. Adding one more fact to him, Zara's parents were certainly not random people either. Haikal quickly opened the map, picked up the ballpoint pen tucked there, handled the 6,000-stamp debt agreement.

Plaque...

Hana's face was thrown with a map, "I'll pay for it. Honestly speaking, who would want a disabled woman, a spinster like you. Threatening me to make you a second wife!? Don't expect,"

The girl smiled, took the map then sighed harshly. Defend his last self-esteem behind a lie.

"No man wants to? Introduce this Jono, my future husband," lied Hana smiling.

Jono clenched his forehead, looking down whispering to Hana, "Why am I...?"

"It's just a lie, if you cooperate, the price of fertilizer I lower 50%. Your debt calculation will be lighter." replied Hana trying to keep smiling while whispering.

The right business decision, finally the president director who was stuck in the village took a business decision,"Deal..."

"We officially dated a few days ago. Who wouldn't fall in love with the clever son of the Dirga boss, who has white skin, the texture of a Japanese cross-face, is good at raising money. And most importantly the life of my descendants is assured," he said, beginning to praise a product called Hana as high as the sky.

It is like promoting excess products in front of his business partner.

Matre, how can anyone not know shame like this. Hana murmured in her heart, trying to hold back her laughter. At first he thought at Haikal's wedding, would cry, but who would have thought the existence of this problem-making creature all felt good.

"Aren't you the new warehouse officer?" ask Mr. Sito had seen Jono's face before.

"Auntie doesn't remember? Haikal used to be a transport worker, I can make him a specialist. Why can't I include my future husband to run for the regent election later!?" hana smiled, clasping Jono's hand.

The regent? This woman is really hard to beat, once started arguing. Thankfully, after two or three harvests, I will return to the city, marrying a beautiful woman with a normal IQ. If trapped to have a wife like this, just breathe hard. Fighting with a wife is like a fight with a famous lawyer, Jono muttered in his heart.

"Request call? Not that my father-in-law (pak Sito) has hundreds of hectares of farmland and plantations, huh!?" asked Zara with a pale face.

"Zara, actually I.." Haikal's words stopped.

Sena quickly got emotional from kicking Hana's wheelchair, until the girl fell on the floor, "Have you congratulated!? I have signed it too!! Zara will pay off Haikal's debt later!! Go on!! Basic defects.." he snapped back kicking a wheelchair that had fallen, down to the stage pelaminan.

"What are you guys doing!?" dirga's voice boomed like lightning, staring at her only daughter slumped on the floor.

The main show begins.inner Jono, who is currently closest to Hana.

"He's the.. who?" Zara raced, the outdoor party stage, allowing her to see a middle-aged man who had just dropped from a Jeep that was definitely not cheap.

"Dirga's father Hana, the richest man in the village." Haikal sighed harshly, eventually confronting the man who had the greatest power in his village.

"You!! Take Hana to safety!!" his orders to Jono.

"Well sir.." said Jono immediately raised the body of Hana ala bridal style, took him somewhere.

Save the child from the owner of the most money in this village. I will definitely be given more loans.the calculation of a president director, who is like saving the son of the bank owner from the great commotion that will occur.

"Sir Dirga..." Sito looked down at his jury.

Bugs...

The middle-aged man's calf was kicked by Dirga, "If you don't remember we'll be different from the old days I fired you!! But now? Even your son doesn't know thank you,"

"Sir!! Although rich, you can't be arbitrary!!" one of Sena's relatives from another village snapped, pulling the checkered shirt Dirga wore, even hitting her in the face. Making the corners of his lips spit out a little blood.

"The Juragan!!" two trucks loaded with warehouse workers began to fall unacceptably, their boss was treated badly.

Some of them carried wooden blocks, starting to destroy the party venue. Residents scattered, including the two brides who fled somewhere.

Ruckus and fights rang out, no one was aware of the two people sitting under the buffet table. With a long tablecloth, do not show themselves at all.

"You called Kirjo sir and my father?" hana asked suspiciously in her own nose, trying to ease the burden on her mind. The question that ended up only answered with a nod by Jono.

"Can you still eat at a time like this?" he continued to clench his forehead, staring at the contents of Jono's plate which was mountainous.

"To be full until night. You want?" he asked with his mouth full, his hand holding a spoon offering to Hana.

The girl who had difficulty standing smiled, receiving a bribe from the strange trouble-making young man before her.

"I did not expect, there will be brawls mafia kampung.." muttered the Jono with his mouth full.

Seriate