Trapped in Fake Status

Trapped in Fake Status
Early Interaction of Hanum and Sultan



Hanum, go! You don't have to think about your mother. Your fate is worth more, son. Do not let your future be ruined just because you think of your mother who is unable to protect you. Go then! Before you came to sell you to a striped-nose guy. Think of your fate, you can meet your mother anytime you go save your life.


But, Ma. How could I leave my mother in such a state? I can't possibly let my mother suffer alone.


HANUM.... Oh hanum! Get outside! Look who's coming! Juragan Hartoyo came to see you


Go then! Quick go Hanum!“


“IBU.....!!“ Hanum awoke from his sleep and sat on the edge of his bed.


The shadow when Hanum was still with his mother was contracted was carried into a dream. He got up from his seat, revealing a little window curtain looking at the gate.


The view of the page that is still empty the absence of a car belonging to a man who has legitimately interrupted him even though only a hundred is not in the real sense.


“I'd love to see you mom, I'm even married without your consent. Sorry, forgive Hanum, Mother.“ said Hanum crying down his head given the shadow of his mother who suffered paralysis.


Hanum was even still wearing his full bridal outfit. The time has also shown at 9 pm, before returning to bed Hanum prefers to clean himself from sticky make-up and sweat after noon last day held a marriage contract.


One by one Hanum took off her bridal clothes, leaving her black tanktop and hotpant to print her beautiful curves.


Threw a new towel in clean white from the closet, he had not had time to walk to the bathroom door. The door of his room was opened from outside Hanum's reflexes turned his head to see who had come to open the door of his room.


“Hanum! You?“Sultan was so surprised to see the appearance of a woman who was born valid he enjoyed the beauty of her body shape through his view.


Hanum seemed ordinary to see the Sultan's presence suddenly. “Why him? Like seeing a ghost!“ she said she went inside the bathroom.


“Basic women! I love to provoke emotional men. Or did he deliberately do it just to tease me?“ her great-grandson left Hanum's room door to her own room.


The Sultan did the same before taking Hanum to dinner. He took himself to the restaurant to buy two servings of fried rice and martabak eggs typical of medan.


Hanum, who is used to wearing casual clothes, likes to wear simpler clothes for him to wear to sleep. Because his age is still fairly young who just stepped on 20 years.


“Eat! You must be healthy. Tomorrow is the time for hormone therapy to produce quality ASI.“ Sultan said to Hanum.


“This much? Where might I be able to spend it. This is too much I can get fat.“ complained Hanum felt his stomach felt full, who just saw it there was a lot of food on the table.


Without any reply the Sultan devoured his fried rice without glancing at Hanum in the slightest.


“In addition to being rude you are also very chatty!“ sultan said at the end of his meal and then sipped his mineral water.


“I'm not polite?“ Hanum repeated the Sultan's speech. “What have I done to you?“ Sumpul Hanum put his used food waste into a plastic bag.


“Never try to tease me or seduce me with your minimal wear!“ sultan said right in Hanum's ear lobe. To make his hair bristles because of the sweep of his breath that touches his cheek.


The Sultan stepped into his bedroom.


“He was too confident! Who would want to seduce him? Even he was more worthy so my om is not so__“


“Aaaa.....!!“ hanum shrieked in shock as his feet involuntarily stepped on the plastic. And almost fell to the floor if only the Sultan did not immediately catch Hanum's body.


“What age am I too old to be your husband?“ Hanum felt his heart beat very fast. When the netra met each other and looked at him deeply.


“You seduced me!“ exclaiming Hanum broke free from the man's embrace, and pushed his clay body.


The Sultan glanced at Hanum for a moment, pulling the tip of his lips into a thin smile. The one who walked hurriedly, headed for the room while pressing on his chest that was still pounding.