Trapped in Fake Status

Trapping Hanum

The sultan pulled Hanum's arm until the girl's body hit the chest of her husband's field. “You want to find a scapegoat for your mistake?“ he said right in front of the beautiful face of his wife who was holding back her fear. The Sultan followed each inch of Hanum's face through his binary gaze.

Hanum tried to take his hand off her husband's check before his mind floated somewhere. “Lease!“ peekik Hanum pulled his hand.

“This happens again. You will receive punishment from me, which you will never forget for the rest of your life.“. The more Hanum walked backwards avoiding the gaze of the Sultan of Her Husband actually continued to step closer to his wife until his feet hit the bed.

Hanum painstakingly swallowed his saliva and closed both of his eyes. When the netra met each other very clearly Sultan can see how beautiful his wife if seen

with such a close distance.

Can Hanum feel the warm sweep of her husband's breath touching on her cheek. The smell of perfume and sweat that seeped from behind his body that sometimes made him miss also hate.

Misses when her husband is romantic in front of others even though it is just a charade. Hate when things are not on her side at the time like Hanum is currently facing, a charge she did not make.

The Sultan's hand reflex touched his wife's soft lips that looked tempting to him. Without Hanum realizing it, she enjoyed the touch of her husband's fingers so much that the fur of her romance brushed.

They are both swept up in the feelings they create themselves. The sultan cupped Hanum in the face and began touching his wife's natural pink lips with his.

In fact, their closeness, to forget the tension of the problem that just happened evaporated and disappeared somewhere. Kendra's whining forces the two to end everything that should have happened as a halal couple in God's eyes.

“Ee....ee...!“

Hanum opened his eyes wide with an awkward feeling. Staring at the handsome face of her husband who had just taken off her pagutan.

“You go take a shower! Let Kendra be with me.“ said Hanum nervously also embarrassed at Sultan.

“You took a shower. It's midnight you're sick.“ Nod Hanum walking towards the bathroom. Inside Hanum just washed her face, brushed her teeth and washed her feet and changed her clothes in a satin dress.

Seeing Hanum in his nightclothes, Sultan thought he would sleep in his wife's room again on the grounds of looking after Kendra who was sick.

“You didn't shower?“ hanum asked still with his awkward attitude.

“Yes I took a shower. But I will sleep here guarding Kendra.“ replied the Sultan.

“As far as you are.“ Hanum replied without protest, which she used to do to her husband who was arguing about sleeping in the same bed. He himself felt guilty for what happened to Kendra for leaving him long enough with Aliya.

Tumben once he did not mind my desire to sleep in the same room and in the same bed.

Sultan muttered in amazement at Hanum's unusual attitude. Jutek and a little rude to talk to him.

“I'll be back here with my blanket and clothes.“ he told Hanum. The girl smiled stiffly up onto the bed and covered her body with a thick blanket.

The Sultan took his blanket into Hanum's room and closed the door tightly.

“Damn it!! Why even sleep in Hanum's room. I should have slept in the room with Mr. Sultan. But why they're okay should they fight over Kendra's blistered tongue. Ok, the plan this time failed but next I will not let them get along.“ umpat Aliya upset to see the closeness of his employer to his wife.

Hanum had fallen asleep a few minutes ago before the Sultan came in and brought his blanket into his wife's room. Carefully the Sultan crawled up onto the bed beside the right side of Hanum to sleep. The sultan stared at the peaceful face of Hanum who slept soundly like a fairy in a fairy tale book that children used to read.

Fuck that deal. Or did I just break the deal I made for her before I married her? But what would Hanum think of me? He'll definitely think I'm a jerk who makes promises easily but also reneges easily.

The Sultan raised his hand in the air and clenched it tightly without daring to touch his wife's face.

“Sial! I was actually trapped and trapped with all the conditions I made myself.“ softly held a lump in his chest that was ready to explode. The Sultan accidentally showed the dressing table beside the bed and made Kendra surprised and returned

“What are you doing?“ hanum asked in shock and got out of bed to see Kendra who was disturbed because of her papa.

“Sorry!“ sultan said without saying. Hanum raised Kendra's tiny body and suckled her sitting on the back of the bed. Soon Kendra went back to sleep when she was going to put her back to bed in the Sultan's box forbidding her and asked her to sleep in the same bed. They went back to sleep until morning.

...***...

“Aliya! Today I'm going to bathe Kendra myself. You just prepare the clothes and the others.“ pinta Hanum on the baby sitter.

“Already there is Aliya you should not bother bathing Kendra.“ said Sultan while chewing food in his mouth.

“Then Aliya I never bathed Kendra again. Today I want to bathe her.“she gave her husband an excuse.

The Sultan ended his breakfast by drinking a glass of Hanum-made carrot juice and grabbed his briefcase which was in the seat next to him. Hanum invites Kendra inside to take a bath after driving her papa to the front door.

Again Hanum's phone rang with Id caller Bia's name, as he was playing with Kendra in the room.

“Bia! What else did he call me?“ ask Hanum to himself. He immediately shifted the green icon and answered the phone from his schoolmate first.

~ Hello Bia!

~ Hanum! Come quickly, your mother is in the hospital!“

~ Mother!

Hanum immediately disconnected the phone unilaterally. Before hearing the explanation from Bia, at the hospital where her mother was treated.

As usual, Hanum always puts her stock in the freezer. Before he goes and asks the baby sitter to warm up before he gives it to Kendra.

“Aliya! Aliya!“ Call Hanum half-calling to call her husband's foster son's nurse. In the room Aliya sleeps with earphones attached to both ears while listening to her favorite western music.

Hanum forcibly opened Aliya's room, after several knocks on her door but does not get an answer from inside.

“ALIYA!“ call Hanum in a slightly high tone because he didn't hear the call from her.

“Iy__Yes. Sorry ma'am Hanum I overslept.“ he said releasing earphones in his ear.

“You take care of Kendra, I have to go to the hospital now.“ Hanum said a little hastily.

“Good bu.“ replied Aliya quickly, with half her life not yet collected perfectly.

Hanum walks out of Aliya's room and turns her body around to her baby sitter to say something.

“Remember Aliya, do not give milk to Kendra with hot temperature. You set my son's tongue on fire.“ Aliya told a warning.

“Ko my mistress? Mother went long. Kendra cry continues to stock up on milk and can not wait cold.“ replied Aliya denied.

“Aliya you___“ argue Hanum. But his phone rang again and he immediately answered it as it passed from Aliya's room.

Aliya poked her lips dislike towards the departure of her female master.

“Pak Amir I went briefly to the hospital. Please contact me if Kendra continues to cry.“ pinta Hanum on her security guard.

“Good, Son Hanum.“ Nod Mr. Amir, while opening the gate without daring to ask. Hanum immediately got into the online taxi car that was waiting for him five minutes ago.

Upon arrival at the hospital entrance, Hanum immediately headed for the corridor and asked the information section. In which room was her mother treated? There Mirna saw Hanum her niece. Being at the reception desk with his smirk smile he felt his plan was working.

“Good! The little mouse finally came out also from hiding.“ said Mirna pulled the tip of her lips. With his finger that pressed the numbers on his phone screen.

“.... “

~ Good skipper!“

Mirna shut down her whatsApp app.

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