Trapped in Fake Status
Doing Check up
”Pak Sultan!” the assistant was surprised. It is not usual for his boss to come to see him without telling him first.
”Sorry didn't tell you before." the Sultan told me.
"Sultan can meet me anytime. What can I do for my father?" ask the asper.
“Entah why this situation is getting difficult. What do you think I should do?“ The Sultan tried to find the best solution to his problem.
“As I've said before. You can accept Mr. Anggara's offer, marry his second daughter. After all your marriage with the girl is only temporary isn't it?“
The Sultan only silently shook his head weakly. “I don't know.“ replied the Sultan worriedly. I don't know what feeling he was feeling. The assistant frowned, looking at his superior in confusion.
“You've engaged your own feelings, Sir. That means Mr. Sultan is stuck by an agreement you made yourself.“
“Yes. Maybe you're right. And I don't know what to do?“ he felt a chaos in his heart. For a long time they discussed work issues, and occasionally touched a little about his feelings.
Apart from being his personal assistant, his working partner was able to rely on Sultan. In addition to being a company advisor, and a friend chatting in a confused mind.
Hanum was still waiting for her husband to arrive. Which since this morning he left, but has not given any news at all, even through a short message though.
Hanum was about to leave the room to see his mother, but his phone first rang.
Hanum smiled happily to see his phone lit. ”that must be Sultan.” thought Hanum grabbed his gap on the nightstand. Without looking at the caller ld Hanum immediately shifted the green icon.
~ Mas Sultan!
Call Hanum with his sparkling ripples.
~ So Sultan is your husband Hanum, and not your master?”
~ Bia! You?”
Call Hanum in shock across the phone. And saw her phone with the name Bia, not her husband's Sultan.
~ I already know everything, Hanum. You've been lying to me.
bia was disappointed. After knowing the truth about Hanum and Sultan's relationship. All he knew was, the master of the girl he had liked for a long time.
~ Ak__ i__”
~ Hanum, I have something to say with you. Meet me tomorrow in Manggala park, this is very important.”
~ But I__”
Tuttts.... Tutttt...
Bia first disconnected her phone without a song to hear Hanum's explanation.
”What else does Bia want to see me for? What important things does Bia want to say? Until I called you these nights.” the girl asked herself. Without knowing what the man who used to be his upperclassman meant.
Hanum decided to wait for the Sultan to come home, sitting in the guest chair. Unknowingly time passed so very quickly, that he fell asleep on the sofa. The Sultan's car entered the courtyard at exactly one in the morning, after Mr. Amir opened the gate.
He pulled an unlocked double doorknob, seeing the figure of the young girl he officially married three months ago. Sleeping soundly, it was clear that tired face was waiting for his arrival.
”Why wait for me, Hanum?” tanyakanya. He immediately grabbed Hanum's body which looked more contained, carrying him into the room. Since Farida Kendra slept with her grandmother, without worrying about making her son have to and hungry, because Hanum had stocked her before in the freezer.
Before going to bed the Sultan performs a routine ritual, bathing before joining the bed with his wife. And they slept until the morning before, Hanum changed his sleeping position.hugging the bolster that he thought was the body of her husband.
She felt something strange, and she remembered that last night she was in the living room waiting for her husband to come home. He immediately opened his eyes wide.
”I slept in the room? Not that I was on the guest sofa last night, waiting for the Sultan to come home. Did he take me to my room?” hanum said with a confused smile. The girl pulled her blanket out looking for her husband who she thought was still in the bathroom.
”Mas, mas Sultan are you still inside?” call Hanum in front of the bathroom door. Not hearing the answer from inside, Hanum pulled the bathroom knob. Open the door that turned out to be empty.
Hanum squinted his eyes in wonder. ”Cosong? Tumben mas Sultan has run out of bath, usually at this time just wake up.” cleanly step out into the kitchen.
”Hanum, what do you do, son?” asked Farida turning the wheelchair over to her daughter.
”You make coffee, Mom. Make mas Sultan.” Hanum replied quickly.
”Mas Sultan says it's the same mom?” ask Hanum to know. Farida smiled.
”Sorry, Mom! Outside there are guests.” said Mr. Amir told.
”Tuest?” he felt like he had no promise with anyone. Unless the schedule checks up to the hospital for her mother's routine control.
What is Bia? But how does he know this house so well?
Hanum muttered considering last night Bia contacted him. If there is anything important to say.
”True, Mom. It's in the living room.” said Mr. Amir. Then go back to the guard post. Hanum and his mother threw questionable glances at each other.
...***...
”Sorry, who are you?” hanum asked confusedly.
”I Mayang. Sorry to startle you, I met at an unusual time.” replied Mayang smiling kindly at Hanum.
Hanum just nodded, there were a lot of questions in his mind. ”What are you relatives of my husband?” Mayang smilingly blinked both his eyes in response.
”Come, Son!” invite Mayang to pull Hanum's palm. Asking her to sit next to him, there was a feeling of guilt in Mayang's heart. After finding out and meeting Hanum in person, his innocent face shows that he is a good woman whom Sultan married.
”But I haven't had a shower, still shabby and__” said Hanum sitting up lifting, and kissing her shoulder alternately. Feeling uncomfortable with his slightly messy appearance.
”It's okay, Son. Is Kendra awake? I am___” asked Mayang to the point. That's why he came to the Sultan's house early in the morning. Want to see Kendra's granddaughter. Fara's son whom she raised from an orphanage, eighteen years ago.
”Hanum! Who's coming, honey?” farida asked towards the living room, carrying Kendra on her lap. He then pressed the automatic button of the rHan chair and stopped right beside Hanum.
”Mother, aunt Mayang is a relative of the Sultan.” replied Hanum introduced to his mother.
”I Mayang.” he said reached out to introduce himself.
”I'm Hanum's mother, Madam can call me Farida.” she replied saying her name.
”Don't call me madam! Just call me Mayang.’’ reject it gently. Mayang looked at the handsome and tiny creature smiling seductively Kendra.
”Bu Mayang can carry it.” said Farida handed Kendra to Mayang.
”Darling, you are so funny, son.your beautiful eyes are very similar to yours.” ceplos Mayang was not aware of his words just now.
Farida spontaneously glanced at her daughter Hanum. So too Hanum looked at her mother smiling at you. Because there is something wrong with the speech of the middle-aged woman who claimed to be her husband's relatives.
Hanum knew that there was no resemblance at all to Kendra over him. Moreover, Kendra was not born from her womb, only her blood was flowing in her body.
Be similar? I don't even see any resemblance to my grandson Hamun and the Sultan. Astaghfirullahalazim, why am I so prejudiced against my daughter and her husband. Kendra is my grandson, son of Hanum and Sultan.
Farida muttered thinking far at them.
”Bu Mayang, Hanum just take a shower first. Want to get ready to the hospital between mothers check up.” said Hanum.
”Yes already, you guys get ready! Let my Kendra take care. Do not worry Kendra will be fine with me.” said Mayang reassured Hanum and his mother.
”Are we not troublesome bu Mayang?” hanum asked unkindly.
”Not at all, Son. Kendra my grandson isn't?” either
”Thank you, Miss Mayang. It's been time to come look after Kendra. Honey, sorry mom had to go with grandma. Kendra don't cry, Okay!” goda Hanum kissed Kendra. Little Kendra smiled cutely, with the movement of her hands and feet. It was as if he understood what Hanum was saying to him.
Hanum and Farida prepared before going to the hospital. And contacted the Sultan before leaving, because last night she did not have time to tell her husband. Hanum herself did not know when her husband came home, the next morning she had left without building it.
Many times Hanum contacted her husband, but her phone was off.
”Have you contacted your husband, Hanum? If today we will go to the hospital.” ask Farida.
”Handphone is off, Mom. Hanum will call Mas Farhan to pick us up. ” said Hanum. Hanum calls Farhan, her husband's office driver, to pick them up.
”Bu, Hanum!”
