Trapped in Fake Status
Between Emotion and Love
"Say whose baby is in your womb?" the Sultan impatiently walked closer to Hanum.
"Mm___You mean?“ hanum asked pretending not to understand.
"So before I did it to you, you were already sleeping with him first. You tricked me with your innocent face, and you ensnared me with all your charm. You made my son a tool to keep you here enjoying all the facilities I've given you. And the letter of agreement is a reason, right? Tell me Hanum!" sultan shouted furiously with his high tone, and fiery to the point of making Hanum so very afraid.
Just looking at his face made his body tremble, Hanum felt like his body was boneless. Without further eroding the distance between the two, Hanum reflexively closed her two beautiful eyes that had been teary-eyed. It was eager for Sultan to wipe the clear lips that flowed on both of his wife's soft cheeks. But his ego and emotions are higher to confess his love.
Even he felt his love had toyed with his emotions, to the point of not being able to see honesty in the eyes of his wife.
"Ii_It's not true" said Hanum tremblingly looking at her husband's face. There was no longer the warm, handsome face she saw every day on her husband's face. What Hanum saw at this moment was anger and hatred in his eyes.
"Where is your confession true or this video I received?" sue Sultan shows a video recording of himself with Bia while in hospital. Hanum sharpens both eyes looking at the footage of himself with Bia. The girl felt something was off the tape.
"It's not true believe me! You can find the truth through the hospital's CCTV." said Hanum tried to defend himself, because he felt he did not do what his husband accused.
"Who do you think you are? Dare to rule me, every second I can lose billions of dollars, just to take care of stupid things useless to me. The fetus is not part of my life so get rid of him!" his orders pointed at Hanum's stomach and then left from before him.
Hanum cried a mouthful of lamenting his life at this moment. She had lost her affection, and the trust of her mother who chose to leave. Feeling Hanum has tricked him by building a pretend family. Married to a certain purpose for them, such as mutual symbiosis that benefits both.
The Sultan married Hanum for the sake of his adopted son, whereas Hanum accepted the marriage on terms and all agreements binding him to money for his mother's medical expenses. As time went on the feelings of the two grew without them noticing. As the Javanese proverb says tresno jalaran songko kulino, love is there because it is accustomed. They are used to being together, every day they are in situations, and moments that bring them closer. Because Kendra and Hanum are her parents.
While out there Zeevania and Typhoon were at the cafe enjoying the success of his plan. That made the Sultan hate Hanum and divorce him and marry him.
"It's a good thing I took a gercep to tell you to cut the video footage, keep sending it to his cell phone number." Reply Typhoon.
"They must be having a big fight, fed up and disgusted at seeing Hanum. Because it is no more like a cheap woman, the Sultan must have thrown the woman out of his house" he said.
"What if your plan fails?" ask Typhoon guessing.
"What do you mean, Van is talking to me?" The storm smiled without giving an answer. Spend the rest of the drink and move on.
"Thanks, Zee tract." said Typhoon walking dead table.
"Van! Yousinab! Damn it, man, what's the point?" gerutu Zeevania does not like the speech of Typhoon.
"Let's know what Zee really is. Loe must be in shock who Loe really is. What happens next after you know, if you're not part of the Anggara family." said Typhoon pulled the tip of his aunt while wearing a helmet and turned his motorcycle engine to the usual basecamp he gathered with his motorcycle gang friends.
On his unlucky trip Cyclone motor accidentally hit the car that Sultan was driving. Until it causes noise and makes both almost wretched streets are jammed in a few minutes.
Ciiiiiiittt!!!
"Fuck that car! Goddamn bum!"
