"Hanzero" I Love you Miss

Don't you take my daughter.

That night in Azkayra's soundproofed room, the newlyweds were alone.

Hanzero still with his voracious attitude, continued his action that continues to hold and edict his sexy lips belonged to his wife, not even let Azka's body shifted a bit from her.

His two hands, which had now turned wild at every moment close to Azka, broke into the back of Azka's clothes and continued to grop and squeeze there.

Azka who always missed Hanz's touch did not feel objection, she really enjoyed every touch given her husband.

Without the slightest talk from his second mouth, only the language of the heart and body were thrown at them, as if understanding each other's desires.

The two of them were now attacking each other, a sigh and a spoiled groan, that was all that was heard in the room.

Hanzero's sweat kept flowing down his jaw. While Azka occasionally biting her lower lip made Hanz even more crazy to see it.

It was seen both hands of Azka clutching the bed sheet, and Hanz continued to stomp her body violently and suppress her vigorously.

Until the two of her let out a long sigh ending with a weak body, lying down with each other hugging.

"Azka, I love you.!" hanz looked at Azka's beautiful face.

"I am also Hanz, promise to stay with me, no matter what" Azka replied, now peeping at Hanz's forehead.

"I will not leave you Azka, will not. You're all I got Azka. You're my future." said Hanz with a smile of happiness on his lips.

"Sleep Hanz, tomorrow you have to go to the office, right.?" Azka stroked Hanz's hair full of affection.

"Well, you too, huh.?"

Now they also agreed to sleep, rest their tired bodies for the pleasure they had just sipped.

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Morning is coming, then,

Hanzero was already preparing to return to the Ocean company he had left behind for so long, entrusted only to Annabel.

"Hanz, your coffee" said Azka, reading a cup of coffee in her hand and approaching Hanz who was ready.

"You made it.?"

"Yes Hanz, I want from now on I'll make you coffee every morning" Azka said.

Hanz accepted it and immediately drank it.

"There's wisdom.! Thanks darlin... But you don't have to do this Azka, there's already someone in charge of making coffee for me, you don't have to bother yourself" Hanz said, staring at his wife.

"Hanz, you're my husband, I have the right to take care of all your needs, especially coffee and breakfast for you." Azka said.

"I married you not to take care of my life Azka, but to accompany my life" Hanz said.

"I don't want to argue with Hanz, hurry up and go, it's noon" Azka said, expelling Hanz.

"Well, you're fine at home and don't leave except with me" Hanz said, peeping long at his wife's forehead.

"I promised Hanz, and I'll keep it." Azka replied.

Hanz smiled and stepped up.

"I'm going yes, there's no need to take me forward. Take a break or do something useful. Don't make me mad with you doing kitchen work. If I hear it, then I'm gonna fire all the servants in this house" Hanz said before stepping in.

"Yes, Mr. Hanzero, let's go.!" sahut Azka begins to get annoyed with the threat of her husband.

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Sunday and Sunday changed months.

Now it's exactly one month of Hanzero and Azkayra's wedding.

They had a day full of happiness. It is not only those who feel happiness. But all residents of the main house also feel the happiness and joy that decorate the Main House.

Especially the Ginanjar Samudra.

The father of Azkayra was increasingly believing that Hanzero was really the right man for his daughter, not in vain if all this time believed the words of his best friend who insisted on betrothing their daughter's son.

Although Hanz and Azka's ages were far apart, they never looked different, sometimes Hanz could look younger and compensate for Azka's age of exactly twenty years. And sometimes Azka can look more mature than Hanz who is already mature. Perhaps a soul mate, or because both of them have tied the promise of sacred love they make them always loyal and can be bound with a strong inner fabric.

Skips.

He thought, already when he died will return to the Main House after making sure the Princess and her daughter-in-law live happily.

"Hanz, take good care of your wife. I don't want to hear any bad news from you guys" she told her great daughter-in-law.

"Okay Dad, my life I've prepared to take care of your daughter." said Hanz.

Ginanjar smiled and turned to look at her Princess.

"Azka, be a good wife. Don't argue with your husband,."

"Yes Sir, I'll be a good wife." Azka said, bowing respectfully in a funny manner.

"Azka, you're no longer my little daughter, but Mrs Hanzero, and you're more mature."

"Yes Dad, Azka understood. Good dad's good there, huh.?" azka answered him seriously.

"You take it easy Azka, you don't have to worry. And the matter of grandchildren, I will not sue you. It all depends on the giving of power. We leave it to him." said Ginanjar full of policy.

Hanz and Azka smiled with relief, finally their father could understand and no longer sue them with the grandchild thing.

After all is ready, Bimo the loyal assistant Ginanjar open the car door for his great master.

"Dad left, huh..?" Ginanjar patted his daughter-in-law on the shoulder, and stepped up.

"Sudra Ginanjar...!!!" Shouted a man who had stood in front of the gate and stepped closer to Ginanjar with a pistol in his hand and aimed right at the heart of Ginanjar.

"Glen,..!!" ginanjar raised both hands.

All were surprised, not least Azka and Hanz.

All of them stepped back a few meters. But not for Hanz who continued to look closely at the hand that was holding the gun.

" Aren't you in jail.?" tanya Ginanjar had rewinded her steps.

"Sit's quiet in place.!!" back the man shouted while tilting his smile.

"I came to take my revenge. Get ready to follow your wife to hell." cried Glen the father of Gavin.

Hearing the man's words, Hanz without hesitation immediately shot the gun that he quickly grabbed from behind his back right into Glen's hands without having been avoided by him.

"That's..!!!!" The man grimaced and the gun he held fell down automatically.

Feeling a failure and impossible against them Glen immediately ran to the road to save himself.

"Capture him, don't let him escape..!!" Shouting Hanz immediately chased after the man in the follow of some of his men, while Ginanjar who each sculpted immediately came to his senses and joined the chase towards the street in the follow Azka his daughter .

Shot after shot belonging to Hanz on target, Glen's body collapsed covered in blood not far from the distance of Hanz who was chasing him.

Ginanjar who was a little far behind still trying to catch up, from the back of his direction appeared a car with a high speed that he was not aware of .

But not for Azka who quickly realized something bad was going to happen, nimbly grabbed the body of Ginanjar who almost got hit by the car. But honey.. Azka did not have time to dodge, without a matter of seconds her tiny body bounced to the side, but, the car that just hit him hit an electric pole and exploded immediately away from Azka's body that was already sprawled.

Realizing that Ginanjar immediately ran towards Azka, as well as Hanz who heard the great explosion.

"Awka.." Ginanjar immediately grabbed the body of his daughter who was drenched in unconscious blood.

"Azka...!!!" Hanz immediately approached them and immediately raised his wife's body.

Without asking or speaking a word Hanz immediately ran towards the car.

"Open the door quickly...!!!" said Hanz immediately obeyed by Bimo.

Without caring about his in-laws who were still in shock Hanz immediately told Bimo to go immediately .

"Defend the Azka..!!" said Hanz, in the back seat with Azka on his lap. He continued to hold Azka's hand tightly and clasped Azka's head, Azka's fresh blood soaking into Hanz's white shirt.

While Bimo was not informed before he understood, he had to find the nearest hospital immediately.

While Ginanjar immediately followed Bimo Car with Arwan who brought him.

"Quite my wife did you take God, .. Not my daughter..!!" a sense of remorse tucked so deep in the heart of a father who witnessed the desperate deeds of his daughter to save his life.

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