Me And The Rich Man's

Chapter 44's

Talks with Lady Ursula that always lead to quarrels make Hanna feel like going crazy if linger with the woman. From the very beginning Hanna lived there, the woman almost never treated her well. 

Insulting him at will, even insulting his children.

“Basic crazy woman. Now just pretend to want to be a good neighbor,” his grunts speed up the steps. “You think all your insults during this time can be forgotten with an apology alone? That's because the father of my children is your son's boss. If my son's father were just a commoner would you still be kind to me?” 

Hanna's footsteps stopped when she was at the door. He remembered the owner of the house.

“Mrs Gulsha will definitely kick me out if I don't pay rent two months ago.”

 He felt his pocket, took out some banknotes and counted them.

 “It's still very much lack.” Hanna put the note back in her pocket, then rushed to Mrs Gulsha's house, which was not far from Mrs Ursula's house.

He had to mentally prepare to fight and even threaten the fat woman to allow him to stay in the house.

Just knocked a few times, Mrs Gulsha has already opened the door. He looked surprised to see who was in the doorway.

“Nona Hanna Azkara's. You here?” mrs Gulsha said with a big smile. “Yes pardon ... Please come in, Miss.” 

Miss Hanna Azkara? Is he crazy? ask Hanna inwardly. 

Mrs Gulsha pulled Hanna's arm in a slightly pushy manner, welcoming her like a guest of honor in a kingdom. 

“Please sit down, Miss. I'm gonna make you some sweet tea, 'cause we're gonna have a chat first. A minute, yes ..” 

The goosebumps! Maybe that's how Hanna feels. Even he was amused by the call of Miss Hanna Azkara pinned by Mrs Gulsha for him.

Not to mention his very different attitude of 180 degrees. Hanna to the point of wondering what's up with that woman who usually likes to curse it. 

“Not bother, Madam. I'm just here to make a deal with you.” 

“What, make a deal?” Mrs Gulsha looked confused. 

“Iya. I'll rent your house again if you'll let me."

"Hire my house??"

"Yes." Yeah." Hanna looked at the woman with doubt.

"But Madam .. Now I don't have the money to pay you. If you don't allow ... Then I am forced to expose your affair with Mr. Omar and you will become an old widow because your husband will divorce you.” 

Although Hanna uttered it in a gentle and polite tone, but was able to make Madam Gulsha's entire body bristle. The woman could only palpate her nape when she felt the air suddenly turn cold and stab into the bone. 

this is not making a deal but threatening, grumbled Mrs Gulsha. He carved a bitter smile at the corner of his lips. 

“Nona Hanna ... It seems you don't need to use that threat anymore. You don't have to rent that house anymore?” 

Hanna's eyes lit up implying a threat. It was as if that gaze was capable of drowning Madame Gulsha in the deepest trough of the earth. “You won't let me rent your house again?” 

“Not allow, Miss Hanna. But that house is yours.” 

Hanna's eyebrows intertwined together to form an arrow. Inwardly asked how the house could be his.

“What do you mean, Mrs Gulsha?” 

“The house was bought by Mr. Azkara some time ago. So you can put it on when you want."

"What's? He bought your house?” 

“Iya. He also bought several houses around it. Oh, Miss Hanna ... You're very lucky to have him. Isn't he very rich and handsome?” 

Mrs Gulsha clenched her hands in front of her chest. His face sparkled guessing in the mind how much wealth Mr. Azkara had. 

"Oh yeah, by the way .. haven't you been living in Mr Azkara's palace? Then why do you want to stay in that house again?” 

"I'm out of his house, madam."

"You're out of his house? But why?"

"I'm sorry, I can't explain it."

Madam Gulsha shifted her sitting position closer to Hanna. "Something curious about me, by the way. People say you have children without marriage. How did that happen?"

Hanna. That question made his chest feel tight.

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