My Husband's Wedding

Returnees

One week has passed, Hamdi who is currently preparing to go to the field where the new factory opened trying to pick up his phone left in a hotel room.

Without him intentionally, he also collided with a woman who was not much different in age with him. The woman fell right in front of Hamdi, so he tried to help her to stand up.

"I'm sorry, I'm hunting" Hamdi said politely.

The woman got up and looked at Hamdi with a sweet smile on her face.

"No papa, I'm fine. Next time heart yes" The woman also stroked Hamdi's hand slowly with her fixed and seductive gaze.

Hamdi only fell silent as he began to walk back to his room to retrieve the phone left behind. Somehow Hamdi seemed to have seen a woman who had just collided with him before. However, he quickly shook his head and left the room.

The luxury car that Hamdi rode, now drove freely on the highway that began to stretch with the vehicle. He even seemed to be casually driving, until suddenly his eyes were fixed on the figure of the woman he had just met at his hotel, being dragged by a burly man.

"please!' shouted the woman loudly.

Hamdi pulled over his car right next to the woman and walked downstairs to save her. Without aba Haddi even punched the face of the burly man in front of him and immediately pulled the woman's hand to get into his car.

With breath gasping for breath, Hamdi even immediately locked the car door and drove the vehicle very fast so that it could not be pursued. The woman beside Hamdi, was silent while still holding her cheeks that looked very red with perfectly created hand marks.

"Thank you" said the woman slowly.

Hamdi coldly nodded his head without even looking at the woman beside him. For Hamdi he only did his duty as a fellow human being and as a man.

"Thank you for saving me from a bad guy**n looks like"

The woman beside Hamdi continued to look at Hamdi with a strange look, so it managed to make Hamdi uncomfortable and stop the speed of his car.

"I did it because I felt it was something I needed to do. Say thank you one time and be quiet. I'll take you back to the hotel again"

With a gaze that could not escape from the wheel, Hamdi began to ask the reason why the woman beside him was crying suddenly.

"Stop your crying, I'm not doing anything to you. Don't do this, I don't want people to think that I'm doing something you're not"

The woman began to wipe her tears and told her how she felt.

"I'm sorry for bothering you and distress. I don't have anyone to take cover for or just to tell stories. My husband's in jail and everyone in his house hates me for no apparent reason. Now I have to support my son only way from the proceeds of selling on"*ri to the striped-nose guy out there. Emh, yeah, you can just drop me off here"

Hamdi was stunned unable to say anything to the woman beside him. He hated comfort women so much that they did it for a very sad reason. However, this time Hamdi felt pity and tried to understand the things he had not liked.

"Whatever the reason, you can't sell your honor to every foreign man you meet. The disease will come to you and will spread to your partner and child later if it continues like this. Love yourself wonderfully and do not be tempted by the luxurious circumstances you expect. Take this and stop being a comfort woman" Hamdi gave her business card and also some red money sheets on the car dashboard.

Until the moment they had reached the front of the hotel earlier, the woman took the business card that Hamdi had given her.

"Thank you so much for helping me"

"You've said it twice. Come to my office if you don't want to be a comfort woman anymore. You can work there even as an office girl. I'll look at your performance and will consider your position if you're diligent and painstaking"

"Yes sir, I will work for you. I'm gonna try to get away from the striped-nose guy out there"

"good. You come to my office tomorrow and give me the business card I gave you. Oh yeah what's your name? I'll tell my staff to accept you as a waiter right there"

The woman smiled sweetly at Hamdi with a feeling of pleasure.

"My name is Clara sir"