Getting Married through Tradition

Terms For Hana

Hana and Hasan felt aches all over her body. After cleaning up, they plan to go to Damar's house while looking for dinner.

"Han, are you ready for the ball? Let's stop by for a meal first, don't take long!" hasan from the living room.

"Yes, stop!" hana shouted from inside her room.

Hasan chose to sit at the kitchen table while enjoying a snack. He opened his hape when a message came in.

"Leo, we need to see you. When do you have time?"

A message from Rido, wanting himself to meet soon. Hasan won't linger. He then called Rido.

"Hallo, Do! What was? Are you healed? Thankfully ... What's the need?"

"We need to talk, this is about ...."

"Miki!" hasan answered quickly.

"Well, it looks like you already know the real problem. When do you have time to meet me" asked Rido from across the street.

"Em, I'll tell you later, Do! I have a little business" Hasan said, then disconnected his phone when he saw Hana coming out of the room.

Rido felt astonished at his home.

Hasan got up from his seat and smiled looking at Hana who looked ayu.

"Are you ready? Let's go!" take Hasan.

Hana smiled looking at Hasan who was so sweet. They went out the door together. Hasan opened the car door for Hana.

They then left the house, and looked for dinner first.

"Are we eating at a restaurant or cafe?" asked Hasan while glancing at Hana.

"What is the roadside?"

"Oh, the time is cool like eating on the side of the road anyway," said Hasan.

"Why indeed? I used to love eating on the side of the road,"

"But I miss the food cafe. Abroad, I eat almost every day ...."

"Well, let's go to Cafe 99. The food is pretty good there. You like coffee, right? The coffee is also good" said Hana.

"really? If it's not good, you pay me, you pay me,"

"She is calm, any money I love you. There is no loss for this" Hana replied with a smile.

"I don't ask to be paid with money. I want another one" Hasan said.

Hana looked at Hasan suspiciously.

"What does the other mean? You don't be weird, yeah," replied Hana squinting.

"You're my wife, even if I ask for something strange, you should be obedient,"

"Even if I am your wife, it does not mean you can be my status to be your weapon dong!"

"Weapons? Just be right! I was just ngingetin you. If the wife should be the same husband. Unless you're naughty,"

"Sound what do you mean? I'm always obedient, still wrong" replied Hana pouting.

Hasan smiled looking at Hana who looked cute when pouting.

Hasan let out a deep sigh he prepared mentally to make conditions with Hana. Actually, this condition was only his lust that continued to roam in his mind.

"I always say you koq" said Hana in annoyance.

"Okay, from now on, if you're caught going with someone else, without my permission. Or you're not obedient, you go quietly, instead, you kiss me!"

"Whataaaaa!"

Hana rounded her eyes, she was really shocked to the point that her eyeballs were about to slip out of place.

Hasan glanced at Hana at a glance. He was calm and tried to be ordinary even though he was nervous about saying that.

"You're crazy! If you are filtered first. Don't give me conditions. What conditions. It's disgusting!" hana said annoyed and also a little groggy.

"That's a natural thing. We are husband and wife, we can kiss. I purposely said that let you recite it too. Let's not have you macem behind me,"

"I can't!"

"You can't, yeah! In my command. Anyway, if you get caught, you've got to get me a point,"

"Koq maksa anyway! What other more extreme demand? Besides kissing!"

"There, we can do the first night, every time you break!" hasan replied boldly provoking Hana's emotions.

Hana reflex hit Hasan's arm so strongly that Hasan screeched in pain and slammed the steering wheel to the right.

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Hasan braked his car hard. He looked at Hana, who was now looking at him fiercely.

"You're all right, we could be wretched you know!" exclaim Hasan.

"Wild fuck! Don't be weird if you ask. You forgot what, we're still in school. And one more thing, we can't do that. There is no love between us" replied Hana angrily.

Hasan was claustrophobic when Hana mentioned no love. In fact, Hasan had already felt the seeds of love growing for Hana in his heart.

Hasan tried to smile despite being forced to.

"You asked yourself, you said you asked for something more extreme than a kiss. So, where's my fault?" ask Hasan.

Hana was silent for a moment. Hasan then drove the car back.

Hasan rubbed his own red arm from Hana's punch.

Hana glanced at him.

"It must have hurt his hands, the other one was wrong himself. Koq is weird!" hana in her heart.

"What do you want to do because you love other men, Han?" asked Hasan suddenly.

"Well! Huh, San, don't go anywhere. What were we talking about again? Do not link this issue with other men who do not know about our complicated relationship problems. Anyway, I'm not gonna do that to you,"

"Why? If you don't want to, let me. I'll call you, every time you're naughty" Hasan replied.

Hana sighed, "you're honest with me, you like me, right?"

"Why indeed? Like it or not, you are still my wife" Hasan replied with a smile.

Hana grunts annoyed. He always got the same answer when he asked about Hasan's feelings.