Trapped in Fake Status

Take Hanum to the Hospital

Hanum prepared breakfast like a wife serving her husband at the dinner table.

Making breakfast like fried rice and veggie-filled omelet. Also make a cup of coffee aroma drink in.

He himself has been accustomed to doing it since he was thirteen years old, when he was a teenager. Hanum had to take care of her mother after making breakfast for her father and mother before leaving for the garden.

Who worked as laborers in the gardens owned by Hartoyo, ranging from sowing seeds to harvest time arrived the two Hanum parents who treated Hartoyo's garden with a profit sharing system.

When the harvest arrived his father and mother had an accident, when the car he was riding carrying corn and cassava rolled over because of the slippery road due to heavy rain.

Hanum's father died when he was rushed to the hospital. Because a lot of blood loss due to a hard impact on his head. His mother suffered a broken bone and suffered permanent paralysis.

Juragan Hartoyo did not want to bear the cost of treatment completely so that the treatment of his mother had to stop. Hanum and his mother only resigned without daring to sue unless Hanum willing to accept the proposal of the coach Hartoyo as his young wife.

The situation of Hanum who was in trouble, was deliberately used by the manager Hartoyo and his tantunya dispose of crazy property. But Farida is not willing if her only daughter should fall for two cunning people like Hartoyo and her sister Mirna.

“Hanum, better mom paralyzed forever. Rather than mother having to listen and see your suffering as the honeymoon of Hartoyo's wife. They will definitely oppress and treat you harshly. In this world where there is a woman who wants to share her husband and love for other women. Especially at your young age your future is much more valuable.“ That was the message Hanum heard every day. With a heavy heart Hanum left home leaving his mother who could not walk on both legs due to an accident two years ago.

Hanum can only cry without knowing the best way out for mom as well as herself.

“Hanum, eight o'clock I'll pick you up. Another hour you must be ready.“ said the Sultan after sipping his coffee.

Companies that move on paper raw materials are quite large. And has an extensive industrial network almost all over Indonesia. Sultan himself is a lucky man an orphan who was taken care of by the family of Harlan Damanik, a paper businessman and recycled scrap material processing. All his property was legally inherited by the Sultan after Harlan officially adopted him as his son.

“Iya. I will prepare later,“ Hanum replied filling Sultan's plate with his homemade fried rice.

They had breakfast in silence, only the clanking of spoons and forks could be heard among them. The sultan was seen enjoying a meal that his wife made without comment.

She is also smart when she cooks. Learn where he can cook this well?

Muttered Sultan glanced at Hanum silently, stealing glances with his smirk smile without the girl knowing. When those eyes meet each other, look at Sultan salting made.

“What's seeing me like that?“ tanya Hanum felt that her husband was paying attention to her.

“Nothing. Your fried rice is very salty you can make my tension go up.“ if the Sultan lies while sipping mineral water. Hanum glanced in wonder at the empty Sultan plate with no remains.

“But you spent it. And I cook using salt according to the dose.“ refuted Hanum. Just this time there was someone who complained about her cooking and it was her own husband.

“Then should I throw it away? That's the same with mubazir.“ presumably do not want to look stupid in front of his wife. Hanum indicated that both of his shoulders were twisting his two lazy eyeballs.

“At the very least you will protest if my cooking is too salty on your tongue.“ timpal Hanum while carrying dirty dishes used to eat brands to the dishwasher.

“You're a one-talk hobby. I'm leaving for the office, Hanum!“ sultan exclaimed in protest waiting for Hanum to drive himself to the front door.

“You're leaving! Not that I have prepared all your needs.“ argued Hanum while continuing to wash the equipment used cooking. Angrily the Sultan walked over to Hanum and stood behind his back without the girl knowing.

“What the hell else is that om-om,“ his scolding flicked his hands, until the floor was wet because of his actions. Hanum flipped her body again the girl stepped on the wet floor from the splash of her hand earlier and made her slip.

“You're a very careless girl, Hanum! How can you take care of Kendra if you're like this?“ sultan was angry. This time the Sultan was not only angry because of Hanum's careless attitude. But because his wife calls him om-om.

“Sorry by accident.“ replied Hanum with a facial expression.

“Let's go wash the dishes. Now you take me to the front door!“ sultan's orders. Do not want to look like a wedding couple in general who look harmonious and romantic.

Hanum was smart enough to respond to what her husband really meant. Threw a bag that was still on the sofa and walked behind her husband until in front of the car.

Before entering the car Hanum kissed the back of her husband's hand.

“New neighbors yes! May contact?asked one of the middle-aged mothers from the front of the gate.

Hanum and Sultan smiled at the two complex mothers who greeted him. “I am Hanum's mother, and this is my husband. We just occupied this house yesterday.“ replied Hanum introducing her husband, while opening the gate.

“Oo, which yesterday held a contract at this complex mosque huh?“ ask the other mother. The one replied a nod by Hanum in response.

“Hanum, remember another hour!“ sultan whispered in the ear of his impressed wife kissing Hanum's cheek. Then get in the car and close the door.

“Biasa newlywed is still an angel-friendly.“ said the mother to her interlocutor, then say goodbye to Hanum after the Sultan gave a code through the horn of his car from his home page.

Hanum also prepared after finishing his delayed dishwasher. He wears a slightly tight white tshirt that shows the beauty of his body on the front that looks challenging. Combined with navy blue jeans and comfortable flatshoes at her feet. And apply natural make-up on her face that is already naturally beautiful.

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“Pak, today we will check some places that already there are many materials from the collectors who offer their goods for us to process.“ said the head of the warehouse that controls the supply of goods.

“I will come and check it out later. I still have business outside the office.“ Sultan told his employees. And leave the responsibilities of his job to his personal assistant.

Tinn... Tin...

The sound of the Sultan's car horn rang out, Hanum immediately opened the gate for her husband.

The sultan got out of his car looking at the appearance of his wife, who was more similar to a college boy. Who is indeed at her age who is more deserving of education and should not be a housewife.

“Hanum, we're going to the hospital. Not going to the mall or the beach. Change your clothes now!“

“But__“ without listening to Hanum's excuses. The Sultan immediately pulled Hanum's wrist and brought her to the room and opened the door of the Hanum cabinet that the Sultan had filled with various models of the latest women's clothing.

The Sultan chose clothes suitable for Hanum to wear.

The choice falls on the import dress, below the knee with white lacy bones combination of pearls.

“You wear this I wait for you in the car!“ husband's orders.