My Crazy Lady's

Chapter 107 (MCL)

No words came out of Davlin's mouth anymore. After saying what he wanted to say, Davlin went back into his car. Until the car disappeared, Hanna fan Kai still faithfully stared at the house.

Gluey! It's getting worse this situation. Hanna sighed, even to swallow her saliva just felt heavy.

"That's.." said Kai floating in the air.

"Davlin.." she replied weakly. Down and down with his own mind. Her world is devastated, now with this incident, Hanna guesses they're going further and further.

Kai now understands the extent of the man's role in Hanna's heart. He just nodded weakly and turned on his motor. Hanna was still standing there, staring at her fingertips. It should have been after the guest came home that he went into the house, but somehow his feet had fused with the ground, he had forgotten the memory of where his house actually was, because his heart and now his eyes only turned towards the house that now looks lonely.

His heart was struggling to get there, he longed, wanted to be greeted, hugged, even if it needed to be scolded, rather than inhabited, his heart was hurting. His right leg had already started to turn around, preparing to step there.

"Remain here, Han?" The pat on her shoulder resuscitated Hanna.

"Papa? home yet?" ask her nervously. Tidying up her hair that had just been blown by the wind.

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"Why is your food not being spent? what don't like? mama can cook another," said Ema who has since noticed her eldest daughter who only stirred rice and vegetable sauce.

"Huh? oh, no need, Ma." As soon as Hanna remembered, her mother actually offered to make other dishes, aren't they currently having a hard time with money? shouldn't it be frugal?

"Father, that debt problem..."

"You don't have to worry, it's all done," said Ema full of smiles. Surely his face is now very different from yesterday, yesterday again and the day before.

"Breaked?" Hanna looked at her parents in turn. Cathy does not care what her family members are discussing, for her this Padang sausage shrimp is better than just eavesdropping on their conversation.

"True, yesterday someone bought some paintings and also an old-fashioned clock and trophy from our gallery, and all Cash!" bright Stuart patted the back of Hanna's hand lying on the table.

A little interesting Hanna's curiosity. Who is the person who suddenly comes to buy paintings and other items and all of that in the same day, and cash? Usually someone who will buy will take a few days before the transaction is completed, just made the payment.

"Can't you, Pa? who's buying it? don't need a process? how is money accepted?" hanna's story is getting curious.

"Papa doesn't know either. Honestly, a little surprised at the buyer. Papa said he would prepare his letter and certificate first, only after he made the payment, but he said, he should pay first, if the goods, followed also not a problem."

And I'm getting curious about Hanna. Yesterday? why is the time so right with Davlin's return?

"Davlin?" his stranglehold was restrained, hurriedly got up from the chair and ran towards the front door.

"Where are you going?" ema shakes her head, the more day her daughter acts strange.

"Just a minute, to the side, Ma."

"Wild, Ma. His name is young" Stuart said.

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Still no one opens. "What time is it, anyway? aunt where the hell? uh, are you home yet?"

Tok...

Still there. Hanna stomped her legs irritated and decided to leave from there. On the way home, he remembered the driveway that became a bridge for the two of them. "I'm so excited, anyway. There's a secret path!"

"Well, back yet?"

"Huh? oh, yes, Pa. Just in the future, what a courier who wants to send my package has come. I'll go to the room first, get sleepy. Night pa, ma, Cat.."

The three simply stared at Hanna's steps which hurriedly climbed the stairs. "There's a courier sending orders online, Cat?" Cathy just shook her head weakly, still staring at the now-lost sister.

Unpatiently, Hanna immediately locked the door of her room, turned off the lights, then slowly opened the balcony door. "Damn, the ladder is also across, how, dong?" Hanna almost cried thinking of a way to meet Davlin.

Suddenly a crazy idea popped into his head. When pressed all become halal to run. Hanna went back in, took two sheets from the closet, tied at both ends, then tied them to her study chair which had been given a ballast in the form of a suitcase full of goods. Slide outside until it hits the wall.

Acrobatic, Hanna starts climbing to the border. As soon as he got across, he jumped up and smiled as he found the balcony door unlocked.

Dark, no light at all. Hanna decided to wait for a while by sitting on the edge of the bed.

Five minutes.10 minutes passed, there was also no sign. Wanted down, but he was afraid that he would get caught by Reta. Impatiently, Hanna decided to open the door a little, deserted. He believes Davlin is home, his car is clearly in the garage.

Like a thief Hanna roams the house. Right standing in front of a closed room but the lights from inside seemed to light up. Davlin's office. Hanna was standing right in front of him.

"Okay, Ris. Thanks. Just take it to the office. Put it in my rest house. Remember, I don't want him to know that I bought all that."

Hanna stunned. Squeezing the side of his shirt. Correct guess. Davlin's behind all this. His eyes were staring at the black mahogany door, as if it could be translucent and staring at Davlin.

His feelings are mixed now. It was indescribable, for sure he wanted to cry and strangely wanted to be hugged Davlin. Oh, my God, he misses that guy so much.

Lost in her daydreams, Hanna realizes that she is already in the living room. But there is no sticky key in the door lock. Panic afraid of being caught by the residents of the house, in rushing up again to the top.

There was nothing else he had to do, and he should have been able to go home, but instead chose to sit on the bed again. Staring through the darkness that was only bathed in the beautiful moonlight. Hanna satisfies her memory, stares at the bed reminding her of their affection, spends the night telling her many things until she falls asleep and finally falls asleep.

One clear feather fell on his cheek. He wanted. Want to repeat, there is still a chance for that. Hanna had no power to dispel her fear until she shed her tears. He cried to lay his body on the edge of the bed.

"Hey, wake up.." already the 4th time the commandment echoed in the room, but Hanna as if guarded by a dream angel, did not let her wake up. Fragrant bed sheets and memories on it as if to be a sleeping medicine that makes him sleep.

"Wake up." the owner of the room seemed to be getting upset, squeezing as hard as the girl's nose could.

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