WIFE TO 2 MR. STEFAN

WIFE TO 2 MR. STEFAN
EPISODE 8


After the party is over, Stefan immediately invites Hana and Angel and Sera to go home with Rico as the driver of the car.


“Let's mommy sleep together Angel yes.” Pinta Angel looked at Hana expectantly.


Sera who heard her grandson's request laughed softly. The woman with an elegant appearance then gently stroked Angel's long hair making the owner turn to her.


“For tonight don't first yes dear.. Kan mommy her tired abis so beautiful bride daddy. Angel let's sleep with oma first.. I'll read Angel's favorite Cinderella story. How?”


Angel's expression looked gloomy. The little girl then glanced at Stefan who was sitting beside the wheel. The man had no voice at all after his wedding with Hana was over.


“Ya oma.” Angels are not spirit.


“Child pinter.” Sera's smile embraces both Angel's shoulders sitting in the middle between her and Hana.


Hana could only grimace. Her wedding with Stefan is over. And now they're going back to Stefan's luxurious residence again.


Hannah is not a woman who doesn't know what. I know what my husband did the first night. Although he and Stefan do not love each other, but Hana believes Stefan is a normal man. Stefan must be the same as the other guy.


“Hana, are you okay?” Sera asked Stefan who had been quietly moving his clear brown eyeballs to look at Hana from the car glass.


“Eem.. Yes mama. I'm fine.” Hana answered smiling thinly.


“Quiet ya Hana.. Everything will be fine.” Sera's smile with a blink of an eye coded Hana about the first night she would spend with Stefan.


Suddenly Hana felt her face and ears heat up hearing what Sera said. Hana herself wasn't sure she could do that with Stefan.


About 20 minutes drive they finally reached the luxurious residence Stefan. Sera immediately invites Angel to first enter the house and invites him to immediately rest so as not to disturb Stefan and Hana.


Stefan sighed looking at his mama's exaggerated behavior. Stefan knows the figure of a daughter-in-law is the one Sera longed for so far. But Stefan never thought that his mama's behavior would be very excessive even more than the childish behavior of Angel who always whined to ask for company to play.


Stefan looked at Hana who was just standing by her side. The man stared at Hana's appearance from top to bottom once again. Hana is beautiful. And Stefan admits it.


Stefan grabbed Hana's small hand holding it made Hana gasp in shock at Stefan's touch as it arrived.


“Come we enter.” Invite Stefan to gently pull Hana's hand to invite her into the very quiet house.


Of course deserted, the workers in the house were still in the building where the reception and wedding were held.


Hana just complied as Stefan took her step up to the shiny marble floor even to climb one by one stairs to the second floor where Stefan's room is located.


Yes, tonight Hana will also be the occupant of Stefan's room that Hana never even saw what it was like while Hana was in the house.


Staying calm in silence, Stefan invited Hana into his room and immediately released his hand once they were both in his room.


Hana's heart was beating so fast. The woman did not even dare to look at the luxurious room that was filled with flowers in every corner. The room was deliberately decorated as beautiful as possible to give a special impression on the first night after the wedding was held.


Hana closed both her eyes. Hana doesn't care about Stefan's love for her. Because Hana also knows and knows who she is. They also never knew each other.


Stefan glanced at Hana at a glance then stepped inside the bathroom.


Hana heaved a sigh of relief and only dared to raise her head after Stefan had passed. Just this time Hana met a man as cold as Stefan. The man who according to the rumors was indeed never friendly to others.


“Yes God... Servant should how now?”


Hannah wanted to cry but couldn't. What else if Stefan knows what Hana's feeling right now. It was not impossible that the man would get angry or perhaps even underestimate him more.


Stefan came back out of the bathroom in a white pajama suit that was so snugly attached to his stocky body. His brownish hair looked wet making his good looks even more.


Hana could not deny that Stefan was indeed very handsome and charismatic.


Without glancing at Hana who was still wearing the wedding dress and standing in her place Stefan went up on the bed. The man lay on his side and pulled the blanket over to cover his body.


Hana even heard Stefan was cursing slowly because his bed was filled with red rose petals.


It's very overrated. But Stefan's attitude according to Hana shouldn't be like that. However, Stefan still has to thank the person who has decorated the room is beautiful.


After making sure Stefan did not move again with his lying on his side, Hana stepped into the bathroom. But once inside the bathroom Hana clucked. The woman forgot to bring a change of clothes.


Hana gave a rough breath. If he comes out again and picks up a shirt in the closet, it's gonna bother Stefan a lot. The man could be angry with her.


Hana was silent with her confusion. It is impossible to feel if Hana sleeps in a wedding dress that even the weight alone has made Hana's back feel sore.


“How is this?”


Hana bit her own lower lip. Hana really did not know how and what to do now until her gaze was accidentally fixed on the white shirt hanging there.


Hana frowning. The shirt looks so big that Hana believes it must belong to her husband, Stefan.


“Borrow briefly papa no time yes.”


Although hesitant, Hana was forced to wear the shirt. After finishing refreshing her body, Hana came out of the bathroom wearing Stefan's oversized shirt.


“Tomorrow I must get up early so that he does not know that I am wearing his clothes.” Mumbled Hana glanced at Stefan who remained calm with a slanted sleeping position on his back.


Slowly Hana went up to the bed. Before laying down her body, Hana grabbed the bolster making the border between herself and Stefan then smiled.


“Begini better.” His murmur then laid his body and covered his body to the limit of the neck.