WRONG BED (Blind Man)

Realize a trap

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Arriving at her rented patch Hana immediately slammed her own body into the bed.

his life gets more complicated in one night.

It feels like he really got the calamity in a row, the problem and Angga just not finished, but now Hana has to add to her problems with the man wrong her bed.

"Fuck the Gibran, he thinks he's the one who threatens me." Hana grumbled as she closed her eyes.

His head felt dizzy thinking about all his problems, is it possible that this is a rebuke from God because Hana has bad intentions for Angga and his wife?.

But it feels very unfair if only she continues to suffer, while Angga her ex-husband always gets everything she wants, why not her?.

Because too tired to think of everything Hana chose to go back to sleep, ignoring her hunger that had begun to feel in her stomach.

"I hope it's just a dream, it's just a dream." he muttered and then closed his eyes again.

At night Hana who was sitting relaxed while watching tv in her boarding room frowned because the tumben-tubenan get guests.

The knock of the door made Hana who was busy watching immediately stand up.

"Who the hell, just disturb." murmured while walking.

Chequek..

"Who are you looking for, sir?" asked Hana.

"I want to deliver a food order for Ma'am" said the man.

Hana frowned, feeling like she didn't order food.

"If you can know who sent him, sir?" asked Hana again.

"Sir Angga" said the man again.

Hana took her food, then brought her food in.

from noon Hana did not activate her phone.

The reason is of course because Hana is afraid that the man in the wrong bed also knows his phone number, Hana knows that the man in the wrong bed is not an ordinary man considering that the man has two bodyguards, even the man also knew of her status as a widow.

When his phone lit up Hana gawking saw many of his messages sent Angga to her, Angga seemed anxious if in reading the message sent her.

"No need to be happy, I have nothing." replied Hana.

Suddenly his phone rang, revealing a call from Angga.

Hana was actually lazy to pick up the phone, but inevitably Hana also picked up the phone because she remembered the plan.

"Hana." call Angga on the phone.

"What?" answered Hana coldly.

"Last night." said Angga stopped for a moment. "Did you go to the room I told you to?" continued Angga.

Hana was silent for a while trying to understand the direction of her ex-husband's conversation, until finally Hana's eyes rounded perfectly after understanding the game.

Is it possible that all this is the plan of Angga who wants to trap him?.

Various questions are in Hana's head, but back to the beginning Hana does not want to damage her closeness, so Hana chose to lie.

"I didn't go into the room, I went straight home" replied Hana lying.

"Who are you going home with?." asked Angga again.

Hannah seemed to be thinking for a while..

"Who am I going home with what's his business with you?." Hana finally chose the word rather lebai.

The sound of breathing on the phone, made Hana curious what drama she would hear.

Like her a lot must be underlined from Angga's remarks just now, like Disappearing from her room is indeed who disappeared? didn't Hana go into the room that Angga told her to?.

And who is drunk Hana just drink a little of his drink, if he is drunk of course Hana can still survive at least to delirious and enjoy his night longer, even longer, but last night he had not only a headache but his body was also hot and wanted something more.

"Did Angga really set me up?, and that meant Gibran was indeed innocent?." Inner Hana began to think again.

"Hana." call Angga again.

"Hem, sorry like the phone call already, I have a busy life that I should prioritize rather than just wasting time for things that are not clear like this." hana said then casually decided her call was one-sided.

Hana put her phone in her small desk place, then fell silent thinking about her chat just now with Angga who was full of weirdness.

Angga talks as if he ran away from his room, while in reality Hana did not run away and she instead had spent her hot night with Gibran, the man in the wrong bed.

Is it possible that Angga had already prepared a plan to trap her into a hot night with his co-workers?.

or maybe here Angga prepared his plan for himself.

And it has to be back on the underline if Hana doesn't enter the room that was in Angga's plan, but Hana goes into the wrong room and that means Gibran is indirectly his helper.

"I have to find out everything, if Angga is proven to trap me just see what I can do to be able to destroy it." muttered Hana with his face.

In the morning, as usual, Hana was dressed neatly and also beautiful to go to the office, and like her bias, Hana who was going to work was definitely waiting for a taxi on the side of the road.

"This is too rare to pass a taxi, even ojeg is very far to get to the base ojeg, do I move!." muttered Hana while looking there.

And yes for a few minutes on the side of the road he only became able to watch some cars that passed him.

"If this continues I can be late to work." annoyed Hana again.

Suddenly there was a car that stopped right in front of her, making Hana frown her confused let alone the car looks very luxurious.

"Get in" said the man in his car.

Hana hesitates to peek into the car glass, and it turns out that the owner of the car is not Angga but Gibran, the man in the wrong bed.

"Road." said Gibran.

"Okay sir." said the driver quickly.

When the car was on without further ado Han immediately opened the door of his car, then just entered casually.

"If ngajak tuh sincere, minimalist smilein to, instead of his look straight ahead said people bu__" said Hana stopped because she saw the look on the driver's face that was like fear with the gesture of his body that seemed to say.

Miss you better shut up or sir will wrath on all of us..

"Did I say the wrong thing?" said Hana, poking Gibran's arm.

"Don't touch me just like that!" gibran said firmly.

"You could've touched me last night, why can't I poke you now, that sucks" Hana said, pursing her lips.

But again Gibran back silent and as if not want as familiar as it is with him.

"Later in the afternoon I'll pick you up, we'll go to my house because tomorrow is our wedding" Gibran said.

Hana shook her head, she forgot about her crazy marriage.

where there is like that, marriage is not a playful thing, even marriage with the seeds of love can run aground let alone this whose reason is not clear.

"Why did you make your own decision, the matter of marriage was no joke to me!" hana sewot.

"I don't care, but I promise you no word of divorce, you just need to be my living doll to give your loyalty to me."

Huh huh?

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