The Faithful Heart

Demanding freedom

Hana's smile of happiness disappeared instantly as her feet moved out the door of the house. His face turned grim for a moment. How not? Russell is forced to agree to Hana's request to return to teach at school, but who would have thought the Dutch man assigned several bodyguards and a medical personnel to escort Hana to school.

Three cars lined up in the courtyard of the house of the Gods contained Russell's men who were assigned to escort and accompany his single son-in-law wherever he would go.

" Good morning Mrs Hana, we will escort and accompany you to ensure your safety" said a well-dressed woman with ponytail hair. There were six women in the same suit and appearance. Judging from their faces they are still under 30 years old.

" What?? Whatchu mean? You and them are gonna follow me to school?" Hana pointed at the women lined up near the car.

" Right, Mr. Russell assigned us to always escort you wherever you go" the woman replied without smiling.

" Dear how is this? Can't I teach them to school? What did my student say? They're gonna think I'm really a mafia leader." whine Hana.

" Why what else? You know for yourself what Papa's character is. Plus, there was an incident of you fainting while teaching. I've tried to explain to Papa that you won't like this. But the colossal man remained firm with his decision. I'm sorry." grunts God.

" Yusuf...... Help me.." whine Hana turned to her best friend.

" Sorry Hana. When it comes to your safety and the baby candidate I do not dare to argue. God's father must have been so worried about you that he did all this." Joseph raised both his hands.

" But you see for yourself at home there are already many maids Papa and Dad, cook now I want to go to school should also be followed like this? It's not fair.....!"

" It's a shame we follow first what they want. After all they do this all for the safety of you and baby." persuade God gently.

" Please Madam" said the woman who had spoken.

" I want a car with my husband and best friend, to use our car." Hana said.

" Alright, we'll escort in front and back of your car."

" Enough you're an escort, I don't want too many people. Or are you not capable enough to do this task alone?" Hana tried to provoke the woman.

" I'm sorry Mrs. This is all Mr. Russell's orders, I'm just trying to do my best" she said calmly.

" All right, sucks.." snorted Hana.

The alphard car carrying Hana, Dewa and Yusuf drove through the streets quietly. In front and behind him were similar cars escorting them.

" Suf, can't you speed up this car? Even grandmothers walk faster." Cerocos Hana who is increasingly emotional with the reality of her life.

" Huffff, how about fast? The car in front of us doesn't let us speed up." snorted Joseph who felt a little frustrated because his best friend had not stopped nagging him.

Patience, patience....... Risk is close to pregnant. I take my hat off with the God who is able to deal with the pressure from his Papa and also Hana's nagging. It turns out your life isn't as easy as my shadow.....

Yusuf stared at the shadow of the face of the God in the front rearview while sighing deeply. His foot stepped on the gas pedal to stay below the speed limit set by his father and Russell when driving with Hana that is not to exceed the 50km/h mark.

" Why Suf?" asked the God who was conscious was being noticed by his half-brother.

" It seems I know what you mean." replied the God as he squinted his eyes.

" Where are you talking?" hana sewot.

" Nothing. Let me focus on driving. Today I'm the driver for both of you." Joseph switched the conversation.

" ah.... I just remembered." exclaimed Hana while patting her lidad.

" What's up, honey? Is there anything forgotten?"

" Papa Russell is a company, he's Dutch. He just loves to colonize. I won't stay silent. Baby you have to support me. I will declare war to reclaim my freedom. You may be of mixed Dutch Indonesian blood, but we must remember that you were born and raised in this country. As fellow Indonesians you must support me fully to create independence because independence is the right of every nation. And therefore the occupation of the world must be abolished because it is incompatible with the fairies of humanity and the fairies of justice" said Hana with a burning spirit quoting the sentence at the opening of the 1945 Constitution.

" Huh??!!!!" the mouth of the God gaped for a moment.

Especially now??? Hana has a weird plan and what crazy idea???

" What do you want?" yusuf asked who was also made to ask questions with ideas and plans for pregnant women behind him.

" We'll see later. Clearly you two should support me completely. Remember we Indonesians shed blood on one, the homeland of Indonesia." said Hana fiery.

" Well, whatever it is I'll support you completely." Yusuf agreed to the request of his brother-in-law who was also his close friend.

" How about you, honey?!"

" Yes, I will always support you. Whatever I'll do for your happiness." The god stroked the top of Hana's head.

Hopefully Hana's ideas and plans aren't too strange.

" all right..... Lets begin's..... Turn the car direction. We're back home."

" What??!!" Yusuf stepped on his brakes suddenly because he was surprised by the decision of Hana who arrived to want to return home profit from the time he was driving at low speed so that the action braked his impromptu not too cause a shock. He did not think why Hana changed her mind, did not he continue to whine so that he was allowed to return to school? Then why now the turn of the day came precisely he wanted to return home.

" Oh, I'm sorry I forgot that you guys had a meeting with an important client. I'll get down here and go back home with Papa-in-law's bodyguard. You guys hurry to the office. Don't worry about me. I will make sure I win this war. Live Indonesia." exclaimed Hana.

" Dear ka_"

" Oh, I'll be fine. You and Joseph focus on work. Be careful, I go home first." Hana kissed the hands and cheeks of the Gods in haste as if she could not wait to start carrying out her plan.

"All right, but you're sure it's okay, right?"

" Sure, I'm very sure. Papa Russell did not accept rejection. And I Mikayla Hanania do not accept defeat." Hana smiled confidently.

" Okay take good care of yourself. Heart on the road. Wait for the good news from me."