The President Enters the Village
Not my house

The sound of fighting still sounded. Dirga who has been ignited by emotions, can not hold himself anymore.

"Juragan, I'm sorry, Haikal will make Hana a second wife, I promise.." said Sito holding the clothes arm of the richest landlord in the village.

"No need!! You think your son is a king, just want to make my precious daughter a concubine!! Even if she was the king though, I would never willing my daughter to be made a second wife!!"

"For the sake of having offspring. Any man my daughter wants, I'll get it." he said, glancing at the battered members of Sena and Sito's family.

"We're back!!" his orders, to his warehouse workers, while rubbing the corners of his lips that slightly bleed."Johnny!!" his yell.

"Yes!!" Jono crawled out from under the buffet table."Bring Hana back!"

Jono again raised the girl who had difficulty walking was a bridal style. Following Dirga's steps, leaving the village hall. "Thank you for eating!!" he shouted at Sito, still lifting Hana's body.

The girl who was holding back her laughter, stared at Jono. The young man who raised his body."Why laugh?" tanyakanya.

"It's nothing, Mr. President.." answered from Hana's mouth.

"Remember my fertilizer discount..." Jono smiled, putting it up in Dirga's Jeep.

"Can you drive?" dirga asked, answered with a nod of the head by Jono, "Please take Hana home. I'm going to the village chief's house, apologizing and giving an explanation" he said throwing Jeep keys at Jono.

"Remain yachting!!" Jono smiled, grabbed the keys, started driving his car through the uneven country roads.

"Basic..." Dirga sighed harshly, staring at the young man's departure with his daughter.

***

Jono's eyes slightly glanced at the woman sitting next to him, the woman with the black kebaya, actually had a pretty face. With a white neck...

I was anxious to bite his neck.He was clutching tightly to the steering wheel of a Jeep car. But for a moment shook his head... No, no, she's a bad wife-to-be. Look for a super model who is not smart. Easy to lie, quiet life without debate.

Like choosing to have a partner with intelligence such as Patrick or Squidward (an animated character Spongebob Squarepants). Of course it is better to have a partner like Patrick who is stupid, can be abandoned and innocent. Than the smart Squidward. One drop of water will be counted by him.

Having a couple of models most just extravagant shopping, will not leave it because his life will certainly also depend on a Jonathan Northan (Jono). But having a partner like Hana? Women who will interfere with the company's problems. A terrible woman who can beat him if she wants to.

It is difficult to admit, but this woman if she is angry then her words are like a famous lawyer with billions of payments. Not the dream wife...

Until Hana looked down for a moment in the other direction. Gazing from afar, they would pass the bridal couple on foot. Jono's face suddenly smiled...

"Shut up, smile, and look at me" he told Hana. Hana smiled and complied, staring at Jono.

Jeep open roof car, that's the model of the car that Dirga has. What is inside is clearly visible.

Tin.tin...

"Thank you for leaving Dirga's son!!" jono shouted, laughing mocking Haikal. Quickly peeked at Hana's forehead, then returned to concentration on the country road.

Haikal clenched his hands, glancing at Zara, who was walking with him. Pissed off? Of course, only the son of the landlord was disabled, but the poor young man looked proud driving a Jeep for hundreds of millions.

After this he and Zara will return to the city. Then brought one of the Lamborghini, which he said Zara owned. A one? No, Zara has about five luxury cars. Not to mention his parents who lived apart.

Surely Haikal had come to the woman's house. A stately house like a state palace, huge crystal lights hung in the living room, with luxurious cars lined up neatly. But is it really Zara's house? Of course not, actually it is an empty house where the owner is doing business abroad. While one more employer somewhere.

***

Hana was still stunned, palpating her own forehead.

"You should be grateful, this President is kind enough to save your pride" he said when the car had just stopped, in front of the largest house in the village. Then he lifted Hana's body back up."Why be quiet, lest there never be a man who kisses your forehead other than your father huh!?" joking.

Hana nodded, still in the arms of Jono who brought her in, "A..I!! Quickly take me home!!"

Even his forehead was never kissed? Actually what kind of courtship style he lived.inner Jono thinning lips hold his laughter.

For a moment he stared at the lips of the girl he was carrying in, really beautiful lips. His brain also thinks reflexes, are his lips still original?

His chest rumbled, only to realize how smooth the hand that always hung around his neck was.

The body sat him down, trying to be mediocre. Though it wants to bite the neck because of anxiety. I don't know why...

"Se... How was your relationship with Haikal before? Why not kiss once?" tanyanya started the conversation, hoping to distract herself from the beautiful neck before her.

"The village is different from the city. Here if anyone stays until past midnight can be sneered as a perverted couple. If Haikal comes here first, usually until 9 pm has gone home," he replied.

"So you guys are dating but never even kissed?" jono asked thinning his lips to hold back his laughter.

Hana nodded, "Initially before the accident, we were going to get married after she got her doctorate. But after I got into an accident, he said he'd take the title of orthopedic doctor to cure me,"

And in the end Jono laughed as well, even to the point of holding his stomach, "You smart ones can be tricked as well!?"

The woman sighed violently, slightly bowed down, "Is anyone willing to marry a disabled woman? The woman who was supposed to serve her husband. Take care of her children, therefore I just want to take the last hope. Haikal's promise to me." he said.

Laughter Jono stopped, bowing in front of Hana who was sitting on the sofa. The woman's chin was lifted in her fingers, "Just have one weakness you're this scared of? I've seen couples who are equally imperfect. Her husband is mute, his wife is blind, they even live below the poverty line,"

"Your face is beautiful, smart and also the son of the landlord. There will be a man who loves you. Smile.." he continued. Peeping Hana's forehead, wanting to comfort her, which was like losing confidence.

Unaware, Dirga who had just come smiled strangely, turned back to leave. I don't know what's on his mind.

***

The luxurious house looks at last too. I can't wait for Zara to lay herself on the wedding bed, which is huge.

To this day, the woman does not understand either. Until in the end still wearing the makeup of the bride herself approached the house Dirga.

"Where are you going!?" Haikal held onto Zara's wrist, which was about to approach the gate.

A large iron gate with a Jeep car is seen parked in front of him.

"Your house, why is the car the disabled woman was riding in here?" zara asked, still thinking that the house in front of her belonged to Haikal.

"This is Dirga's house, not mine..."

Seriate