Fugitive Woman

Reconciliations

Hanna's worried. His quarrel with Darian last night was so big. For five years of being Darian's lover, only then did Hanna see that angry Darian with her. And from last night until 7pm tonight, Darian can't be reached even once. Every call Hanna made only got an answer from the operator.

"Damn it! It's all because of that asshole!" Bump Hanna while throwing a glass filled with wine that she drank.

One of Hanna's bad habits is to make booze an escape from her every problem. Every time Hanna faced a problem, she would definitely vertical the wine she always kept in her kitchen cabinet. And another bad habit is to throw whatever is in his hand if he is upset.

Hanna and Darian are like photocopies of one and the other. Not because their faces are similar. Not at all. Darian's face is thick with the good looks of the oriental man from his father and the sweetness of the Javanese from his mother. While Hanna has a distinctive beauty peranakan Indonesia and Europe. But their nature is exactly like the shadow of each other. Both are temperamental, like to slam things around, and always think cunning when it comes to their enemies.

And one more. Hanna and Darian are like a couple of big cats. No matter where and when they will make love if they feel like. Like the brakes in the brain they both blong immediately if they have met each other. Maybe true the saying. Your soul is a reflection of you. Therefore, Hanna and Darian can be in a relationship for many years. Due to the nature of both are very much like the copies made on carbon paper.

Hanna tries to call Darian again for the umpteenth time but the result is nil. He was desperate and exploded in tears. If Hanna could turn back the clock, maybe she would ignore the message from Kinanti and keep Darian locked in her arms. No matter what the world will collapse.

His eyes glared at the ceiling of his room. His head was dizzy from having spent too much wine all day. It was fortunate that his stomach was strong and did not act up after being filled with so much alcohol in such a short period of time.

Hanna laid her body down and massaged her painful head. His mouth did not stop cursing and spilling his annoyance at Kinanti. Hanna believes fully that her quarrel happened because of Kinanti. It was Kinanti who came to ruin his beautiful life with Darian. And now Kinanti is starting to dare to act like a daughter-in-law and the best wife?

Hanna's emotions are burning imagining Kinanti being with Darian last night. Serve Darian like a perfect wife whereas Hanna believes Kinanti only married Darian because of her property. Hanna was angry at the thought of Darian spending her night drowning in the pleasures with Kinanti. Jealousy burns her to the point of being charred but Hanna can't do anything about it. There was no way he would run to Darian's house and forcefully pull her back into place, right?

"It's so good that you're back in the arms of that village girl, Ian?"

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For two weeks Hanna couldn't reach Darian. The phone from Hanna was never picked up and even during the past few days Darian blocked Hanna's number. Every time he went to his office to see Darian, his secretary would say that Darian did not enter the office or had gone home first. Whether the word is true or not. But Hanna thinks everything Darian's secretary says is a big lie that Kinanti ordered Hanna to stay away from Darian.

From the first day she learns that Darian will be betrothed to Kinanti, Hanna has always hated that woman. From skin to bone, from head to toe, and even from her breath Hanna hated Kinanti half to death. In her brain, Kinanti is a duitan-eyed rotten woman who deliberately traps Darian's parents to match Darian with her. In order for Kinanti to enter the upper class world that Hanna and Darian occupied.

"Basic low-class women! Very devious of his plan. He thinks he can keep me and Darian away?" Hanna after getting a rejection from Darian's secretary.

Hanna waited and waited in her car parked in the parking lot of the Bara Kahuripan office building. If her secretary can't help Hanna to meet Darian, then Hanna will intervene and immediately look for Darian. It had been 3 hours and Darian's figure was not also visible to Hanna.

"Damn it! Darian where the hell is it? Why hasn't he shown up yet? I remember today he had a big meeting with the new investors." Hanna grumbled as she watched the entrance of the luxurious building.

Before long, the figure of the man who was waiting was seen coming out of the 8-story building. Hanna sumringah saw Darian who was walking out on her own. Hanna quickly got out of her car and ran after Darian.

Darian looked surprised to see Hanna coming to see him.

"What are you doing here?" Ask Darian.

"We need to talk, honey. Can we talk for a second? I promise I won't waste your time." Pinta Hanna holding Darian's arm.

Darian looked to the right and to the left. Make sure no one sees them both. Then Darian glanced at his watch which already showed the time at 5 pm.

"Okay, I'll come with you now. But by eight o'clock at night I should be home." Darian.

Hanna nodded with a smile. He immediately took Darian's hand and invited him into the car he was driving. Big plans are in Hanna's head and she won't let Darian come home tonight. Kinanti had already hit the drums of war with Hanna and Hanna would retaliate with the most painful attack.

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Hanna invites Darian to dinner at her apartment. He had ordered the best food made by a famous chef in Jakarta and Hanna was sure Darian would not refuse his banquet.

"I can't linger here, Hanna. I have to go home." Darian said as he walked into Hanna's apartment.

"Yes, but we'll have dinner for a while, honey?" Hanna said as she pulled up her dining chair so that Darian could sit there.

"What the fuck, Hanna? What are you planning?" Ask Darian.

"It's nothing, honey. I just want to take you to dinner here. Do you mind?" Hanna looked at him with a full pinta.

Darian opened his suit and sat down before Hanna. His hand picked up the fork and knife on both sides of his plate and began to eat the food Hanna had prepared. Everything is Darian's favorite food. Pasta and other European dishes.

Hanna and Darian ate their food in silence. Both are confused where to start. Just as the last dish went into her stomach, Hanna moved out of her chair. Darian looked at him confusedly.

"Where are you going? He said something to talk about?" Darian asked confusedly.

"You just wait here for a second, honey." Say Hanna while peeping Darian's forehead.

Darian waits for Hanna while eating her pot. I don't know what Hanna did so it took quite a long time. Half an hour passed and Hanna finally reappeared. Darian's eyes are wide-eyed to see Hanna appearing only in a bra suit and ************red with low-cut lace. Hanna looks very sexy and seductive in front of Darian's eyes. Hanna's right hand held a bottle of red wine and in her left hand were two glasses.

Hanna smiled mischievously. He knew that Darian would not be able to refuse if he dressed up like this. He knew Darian as well as he knew himself and he was sure Darian would bend his knees to see him like this.

Hanna walked slowly and sensually. Step by step approached Darian. He then sat on Darian's lap and offered a glass of wine to his lover. Darian's eyes could not escape from Hanna's plump chest which was only half covered by the sexy bra. Hanna's hand stroked Darian's chest. His fingers unbuttoned them one by one. Hanna could feel Darian's heart pounding and her lower part starting to stiffen. A sign that Darian is starting to get aroused.

"I'm sorry, honey. Forgive me for saying yesterday, right? Maybe I'm upset about seeing the photo Kinanti sent." Hanna said as her hands danced in Darian's open chest.

Darian straightened his saliva. The temptation before his eyes was so great and it was very difficult for Darian to hold back. It felt like he wanted to attack Hanna right then and there. Touch him on the floor with satisfaction.

"We agreed to never talk about it again, Hanna. I can't promise you a wedding because you know what my position is, right?" Darian.

Hanna nodded. He then kissed Darian's lips once more.

"Yes, I promise I won't talk about it again. Now I'm sorry, please don't leave me again?" Pinta Hanna is hopeful.

Darian smile. His hand held Hanna in his arms. Darian's lips began to approach and eventually became adrift with Hanna in a deep, intoxicating kiss. Darian's hands roamed every inch of Hanna's body without missing a million. Darian held Hanna and threw her into the bed lustfully. Hanna smiled seductively at the man in front of her.

The two of them are in a hot and burning love game. As if both miss each other's pleasure in each other's bodies. Round by round they pass until early morning. That night, with one move Hanna managed to secure her position again. Stealing Darian from Kinanti and back into his arms. A landslide victory that he would reveal at any moment in front of the legitimate wife's face.

Darian was tired next to Hanna. With the rest of his strength he kissed Hanna's lips lightly. Hanna smiled in her kiss.

"Don't leave me again huh, Ian." Hanna said softly as she rubbed Darian's cheek.

Darian smiled with affection. As if trying to convince Hanna that she's not going anywhere.

"Yes, Honey. I promise I'll never leave you again." Reply Darian.

"For ever?" Ask Hanna again.

Darian slumped down beside the woman while grabbing Hanna's soft hand. Darian then kissed Hanna's hand gently.

"Forever."