KHAZANA(I'm Not an Actor)

Approaches

Zana was pensive, her eyes looking straight at the rice fields that were behind Hanu's house .He still has not accepted with all his current circumstances. Why would his mother sell him and marry him to a married man?

Zana used to dream of marrying a man who also loved her, making herself the only woman in the life of a man who would later become her husband later, but what? Now she is married to be the second wife.

A burly hand hugged Zana from behind.He could feel a warm breath blowing on the surface of her neck skin.Zana immediately turned her body to look at Hanu who was smiling with eyes that always gave her peace.

"You must not be rude to me! I'm not touching you! "the body of Zana to Hanu that does not fade her smile.

"Don't be so angry with your husband that's rude, baby."Hanu Goda.

"Darling, dear.Until any time do not expect me to think of you as my husband, you are a fraud and a liar! "

Zana immediately went from before Hanu with a very arrogant heart.He wanted to find peace to win his mind and heart but had to be disturbed by Hanu.

Hanu let out a long sigh, it seemed like it took an extra struggle in order to get Zana's heart hard as a rock.

"Mas," called Aniya who came from the kitchen with a cup of hot coffee.

Hanu turned to look at Aniya, smiling.He picked up the coffee that Aniya offered, sipped it a little because it was still too hot.

"Very delicious as always, "thank you Hanu who was returned with a sweet smile by Aniya.

"Mas Hanu, mas Hanu.During the marriage of 8 years you always praised my coffee, every time I made it. Why should I be praised, hmm? "asked Aniya.

Hanu put down the coffee he had been drinking on the table next to him.

"Clearly, it is obligatory for me to always praise the food and drink you make. Because my beautiful wife makes it with love, so whatever you make is always good. "

Aniya smiled a shy smile with heated cheeks. No matter how many times Hanu praised him, he would still blush in embarrassment. From the beginning of the marriage until 8 years old is the age of marriage they both Hanu always behave romantically and treat her like the beginning of their marriage.

Hanu marries Aniya at the request of both Aniya's parents themselves.Hanu marries Aniya as a form of kindness Aniya's parents who have been taking care of her from childhood,where both his parents died in a single accident.If you ask Hanu loves Aniya is not it?Then the answer is no. Hanu was too smart to cover up her feelings. Despite not loving Aniya, Hanu treats Aniya as a wife.

Hanu did not want to hurt Aniya, for 8 years of marriage she still did not love the woman who had accompanied her for 8 years. But Hanu promised both of Aniya's parents that she would make Aniya happy.

"Darling, you really don't mind or get hurt with my second marriage?I don't want to hurt you, Aniya" Hanu said softly.

Aniya clasped Hanu's hand, looking fixedly at her husband.

"Mas, I don't mind you getting married again.Which asks you to marry me too I'm asking only one thing from you so that you can be fair to both of us, " said Aniya smiling,the speech in Aniya's mouth was different from her heart that refused.

"God willing, I will try to be fair to you two. Tell me one day I'm not being fair to you, baby. I don't want to hurt you" Hanu said with a warm look.

Aniya immediately hugged Hanu who returned her embrace. Aniya thanked God for giving her husband as good and gentle as Hanu.

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"Let's get on Zana," Hanu said.

Zana let out a rough breath and directly rode on the black scoopy motor, she sat sideways.The girl gasped as Hanu pulled both of her hands and wrapped around the man's waist.

"What hell!I don't want a handle!" zana's jolt forcefully pulled out her hand that was still in Hanu's grasp.

"If you don't hold it will fall.I if riding a motorcycle fast enough," said Hanu.

"I don't care, "Zana immediately pulled out her hand, Hanu sighed.

The man started to turn on the motor stater and run it.Zana immediately hugged Hanu's waist tightly, the man was running his motor very fast.

" Yes, honey. But we have to get to the farm quickly so you're a firm grip."Hanu's Instructions. Zana tightened her embrace.

Not long after, Hanu and Zana have arrived at a fairly large cattle farm. Zana gawked at the many cows and the pungent smell of the dung of the milk-producing animals.

Hanu got off the bike after Zana. He took the mask in his pocket and put it on.

" Wear this so that it does not sting too much the smell of cow dung . "tell Hanu, put a mask on Zana who looked at her husband.

The eyes of the two of them accidentally met and locked for a few seconds. Zana instantly turned her face away, severing eye contact to Hanu. I don't know why he got nervous himself.

Hanu smiled.He pulled on Zana's soft wrist, bringing his little wife into the farm.

Mouu....

The sound of a cow as if welcoming to the arrival of Hanu.Zana stared around the farm.He close his body to Hanu because the distance he was with the cow was very close, and he was afraid.

" You scared? "asked Hanu who was taken by Zana.

" You don't have to be afraid they're all tame.Yang has not been tamed just you to me, "said Hanu chuckled.Zana directly hit Hanu's arm, not like.

"No kidding" Zana said.

" Here's your hand, try wiping the kitty's head."all Hanu.

" huh?kitty's? "beo Zana and Hanu nodded their heads.

" Yes, her name is kitty. Kitty is the most flirtatious cow she often seduces me, "said Hanu.

" Your lady, where can a cow seduce a human? "ujar Zana did not think.

" For example, when I came he immediately voiced. That means the cow is again seductive to me." Hanu chuckled.

Zana shook her head. The more he gets here, the more he knows Hanu's true nature.

" Dear here,"call Hanu.

" What the hell use call, baby, baby.I think I want to hear it."

Instead of being angry with Zana's words, Hanu smiled.

" I call you dear, so that everyone knows that you are my wife and mine." - Hanu softly .

Zana opened her eyes at Hanu.

" The husband should have a pet call against his wife. For example, the Prophet called Sayyidah Aisyah Humaira. "tutur Hanu while looking at her cattle farm.

" Why then, you also call mbak Aniya with the title of darling. I don't want to be called the same as Aniya. "ujar Zana bent her face. Hanu was silent for a moment.

" Then I call you, Humaira, yes, "said Hanu.

" Kok Humaira anyway? "asked Zana didn't understand.

"It's a romantic call. The same call as the Prophet's call to Sayyidatina Aisyah" Hanu said.

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