Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 151: Durjana Women
A luxury sedan is perfectly parked not far from Hana's apartment unit. The car has been around since ten minutes. The residents consisting of Indah, Ingrid and two mercenaries desperately followed Hana to her apartment.
The clouds did not hinder their movement. Though the weather forecast from the Meteorology and Geophysics agency said that today heavy rain will fall rapidly. Like a doorprice in the game Lucky draw, this prosecution is not a thing that has been planned carefully. There's a coincidence in it.
It just so happens that they see Hana's car coming out of the pesantren without taking part in Haris. Ah, perhaps the phrase Evil occurs not because there is an intention from the perpetrator, but because there is a suitable opportunity to describe what is happening at this time.
Yep. Today's meeting was indeed a fate. However, they cannot deny that long before that they had prepared for greater things. Giving Hana a well thought out lesson following what to do.
After making sure Haris does not head to the apartment and all will be well, Indah and her allies immediately move quickly to summon the mercenary who will be used as a revenge shield. With a fairly short time, people who have this evil mission shot like a flash of snatching.
“As usual, all must run without any defects! You have to show your cleverness, Lovely!” Inggrid gave me encouragement.
“Ah, back in school, you were more genius than me! Your strategy will surely be a success!” Beautiful no less bragging.
This female duo had different goals but were engaged in the same mission. Lust, anger, resentment, desire to have also a sense of wanting to monopolize the situation makes them dark hearted. Beautiful women who like to do treatment in this famous salon are speeding up their mission.
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Prok Prok Prok Prok
The sound of people clapping their hands was heard. Hana who was giving thanks for the life she received was surprised not dumbstruck. This apartment can be entered by people. Though earlier, Hana really had made sure to lock it back after entering it.
"It's perfect for your life, son! " A woman said softly. That soft voice full of falsehood can make anyone goosebumps to hear it.
"Ma... Mama Inggrid? " Hana frowned failing to understand why he was suddenly able to appear before her.
But it turned out that Ingrid was not alone, the sound of other footsteps began to be heard and present from behind the door.
"U... Ummi Lovely? " Lirih Hana limp.
"Yeah boy.we came to visit... Visiting to make you feel what we feel!" Beautiful spooky mendelik. Roman's visible face was not his usual-looking face. His appearance was followed by a male bodyguard who held a chain as well as a sharp-edged knife.
Indah and Inggrid did bring two bodyguards with them, but the other bodyguard was on guard around the apartment.
"Taa... Butwhy? Wh... What do you guys want? " Hana flabbergasted. That innocent question just came out of his mouth. For a moment he realized there was another purpose behind those demonic faces. Hana held her stomach. Tensional.
"Haha... Because what did you say? Obviously because you're Haris' wife. You're the cause of all this mess!" Beautiful sarcastic Speech.
Hana rise. He took a few steps back. Cold sweat began to spring from his forehead.
“Why do you welcome us so unfriendly, Son?” Step by step Beautiful approached. Ingrid took a seat in the empty seat on the right of the closet. The beautiful woman who was no longer young was smiling happily watching Hana's deathly pale face.
“Come here.. Let's talk from heart to heart..” Lovely catch Hana's hand squeezing and twisting it strong.
“Aww Astaghfirullah.Hurt!” Hana complaining. He does not remain silent. Hana threw out a rough hand of Indah and pushed her strong. Beautiful on the bed.
“Mas Haris forbid me from putting strangers into the house without his permission! Out you!” Hana lantang.
“Oh I forgot you guys waltzed in here without anyone inviting!” Hana raised her chin. Pain in the hand due to the squeeze and twisting Beautiful makes his emotions come to the surface.
Beyond the expectations of Indah and Ingrid, Hana turned rigid without fear. He forgot that on the corner of one side of the room there was a bodyguard with a sangar face carrying a knife and iron chain in each hand. Inggrid spontaneously woke up from his seat. He and Beautiful glanced at each other.
Truukkkkk
The bodyguard jerked the iron chains to the floor. This big, sturdy man sounded a voice to resuscitate Hana for her existence. Instantly Hana's guts shrunk.
“How big your guts are, Hana!”
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Haris is still in the Bustanul Jannah pesantren. A promise to meet Romi that has been made causes him to let Hana go home to the apartment with Mang Shaleh, the trust driver from the residence of Haji Zakaria.
Haris peeked out the window after a message entered his phone screen. Romi reported that he was riding a motorcycle and now with Arini caught rain on the road. Romi also told Haris to wait. It turns out that outside the rain is quite heavy.
Haris's thoughts drifted on Hana, the rain-loving woman. What's his wife doing now? When in the apartment, if it rains this way usually Hana will make mendoan or know the guardian complete with sambal. Do not forget two cups of warm ginger drinks.
They will chat with each other and discuss lightly. But not infrequently they will also be involved in the debate until finally seen Hana's lips pursed with eyes that try to glared to look spooky but failed.
Hana's innocent face even looked even more adorable. If it is so Haris will issue his flagship seduction style to improve Hana's mood. Ah, suddenly this young man misses his wife. He sent a message to Hana's wattsapp number.
Queen, I'm going to the apartment now! Don't go home yet. We'll go home with ❤
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Like a prisoner, Hana thrashed when dragged by the man with the face of the sangar after being hit by a slap of the hand of Indah twice before. Hana's cheeks are flushed. His jaw hurts not a bitch.
Hana was helpless though as hard as she could try to break away. His stomach also began to hurt. Hana complained when placed rough on a teak wooden chair that foam the base was somewhere. The impact of his body on the surface of the wood aggravated his pain.
Many times Hana cursed herself who was so careless against Indah and Inggrid with spicy words. Maybe if he were a little more relented, his fate wouldn't be this bad. But what is said, the turmoil in the body requires him to defend himself even by showing emotion.
“I'm pregnant, why are you guys treating me so badly?!” Hana cried with a stifled voice. It is not permissible for the wicked to regard it as a lump of helpless weak flesh.
“So you're really pregnant huh? It's not bird news!” Inggrid smiled cunningly. Many times Hana tried to stand up, and many times also her body was held to remain in her position.
“Hana, you screwed everything up! Your marriage and Haris ruined everything! Not to mention Arini has to endure all the suffering because of you! If you want a little empathy to share Haris, my revenge plan on Hasbi and her descendant must have been carried out. Ju.. ga, Inggrid's grudge against Abdurrahman's family will be realized! So, YOU are the troublemaker!” Beautiful allegations. Hana's eyes are breaking.
“Your hearts are so rotten!! What are your and grandfather's faults that you are so vengeful?! They are no longer in this world! Your life will never be happy!” This sentence from just coming out of Hana's mouth, he realized the mistake and then spontaneously closed his mouth with both hands tightly.
“Your signal turned out to be huge, beating your little body! Ck ck” Say Indah clucked while taking the knife lying on the table and approaching it to Hana. The sparkling blade managed to make the fur of Hana's nudge stand up. This woman is creepy.
Dddrrrttt Drrrrttt
Incoming messages. The sound of vibration makes everyone in the room fixed on the mobile phone. Hana budging. It's shaking.
“Open the message!” Beautiful Decalogue.
There's no other choice. Slowly Hana opened it.
Queen, I'm going to the apartment now! Don't go home yet. We'll go home together. The message from Haris was read at the same time. Beautiful Eyes squinted.
“Discover his phone!” Beautiful Word again. But Hana grasped the phone tightly until a random message containing two points was sent to Haris just like that.
Moving quickly, Beautiful brought the blade closer to Hana's face. The flat metal from the steel landed perfectly on the surface of his cheek. Hana was silent not. Scrolls of sweat the size of corn kernels sprung up at his temple.
“Say, pick up the phone and reply to the message!” Beautiful Spell on Ingrid. Hana had to loosen her grip. Just a little wrong move, then the blade will surely cut his skin.
King, I'm not in the apartment. You don't have to come here! I'll see you later. Type Inggrid send a reply message. Not much time, the message had to arrive at Haris before the man actually moved into the apartment.
Haris who was opening the car door stopped. The message that went into his phone made him frown.
The king?
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