Trapped in Fake Status

Miss It

Hanum deliberately did not close her eyes for a moment, in order to see her husband come home. For almost two weeks Hanum did not meet her husband and left the office.

 Early in the morning the Sultan had departed and was only farewell to his mother-in-law. The Sultan always refused if his mother woke Hanum up on the grounds of not wanting to make his wife too tired to take care of Kendra.

The time showed at 2 am, Hanum heard the roar of a car stopping in the yard. He immediately went out to the front door.

"Hanum, You?! sultan found Hanum in front of him.

"Why? What surprised you?" hanum asked with a pounding rhythm on his chest. I don't know why Hanum is like a teenager who just met love.

"It should be in the hours past midnight like this that you've slept" said Sultan.

"And at this hour you should have been at home with your child and___" Hanum paused saying he felt unworthy to call himself his wife. Next as a contract wife is enough to make her know who she is.

"And what, Hanum? Why don't you continue what you say?" tanyanya wants to know.

"I've prepared hot water, take a quick shower!" hanum's orders diverted the conversation.

"Prepare a few pieces of clothing in a suitcase, tomorrow I'll go to Switzerland." Hanum turned her body to look at her husband.

"I just saw you again after a few weeks you purposely avoided me. And you're leaving again, is this also part of your plan to marry that girl?" hanum asked quite poised like there were thousands of big new ones hitting his chest.

"So, do you know about that?" ask Sultan swanthan.

"I'm ready if you're going to divorce me. From the beginning we agreed and I agreed to a contract with you as the mother of your son." Hanum stepped out of her husband's room alone.

The Sultan swung his giant step into the bathroom, it did not take long the Sultan cleaned himself. He came out to find his suitcase filled with change of clothes and everything the Sultan needed while in Switzerland.

I don't understand this feeling. I want a divorce but why is this heart so sick.

"I'm stupid, stupid, stupid! This feeling should never have existed. And stupidly again I've given the most important part of my life to her." Hanum lamented his folly, being deceived by the Sultan's charm that no other man had.

The Sultan entered the room where his son slept with his contract wife. He saw Hanum sleeping on his back to the door of the room with a position hugging Kendra. He touched the tender cheeks of his little angel who slept soundly. The sultan laid his body beside the sleeping Hanum, hugging his body from behind.

"I won't divorce you that soon. I still want you to be a surrogate mother to Kendra. To be my wife on time in our letter of agreement." said Sultan still with the same position, hugging his wife's stomach.

"I just don't want you to know this before you marry Zeevania. You better divorce me soon and marry her for the sake of saving your company" Hanum said.

The Sultan pulled his wife's body until they faced each other. "Look! I still want you. Whatever the reason is with or without the contract, in the eyes of the law you are my wife and I have the right to you." obviously the Sultan does not want to be denied anymore or there is a debate going on in bed.

Time has run, minute seconds, cruel minutes of the night ended with his hot activities in bed. The unification of flavors that are still difficult they mean it is happening again. After a few weeks of lack of communication well to splash a longing that they both crave without wanting to admit it.

The next morning they woke up, ended up taking a bath together, and went out to the dining table that Farida had prepared to greet them.

Hanum carried Kendra in his arms, Sultan walking by his wife's side with a suitcase in his left hand.

"What sultan are you going to go with your son and wife, son?" tanya Farida glanced at Hanum and the Sultan alternately.

"No mom. I go on business." replied the Sultan as is.

''Indeed, the mother, Mas Sultan went for work." continued Hanum confirmed her husband's remarks. The breakfast was after Hanum drove her husband to the car door, the Sultan said goodbye to Hanum and her son and mother-in-law.

"Mother can only pray for your success, Son Sultan" Farida told her daughter-in-law.

"Thank you, mother." said the Sultan and kissed his wife and son on the forehead.