I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Want to make yourself happy

Kenan and Hanin, arriving at Soekarno Hatta airport. They walk in tandem. Hanin's Hand

also not separated from the grasp of Kenan, when they just got out of the plane. Kenan always waited for Hanin who was moving slowly, then clasped the hand back. They are like real married couples. Hanin let what her husband did.

“Ken.” Hanin stomped his fused hand grip on Kenan's wide palm.

Kenan turned towards his wife while still walking casually.

“I want to go to the toilet,” said Hanin.

Kenan looked at the wife's eyes. For some reason, Kenan picked up on Hanin's strange signals and signals.

Then, Kenan took the wife to a fairly quiet toilet, because they were still inside and had not passed the boarding pass. They passed through the waiting room with chairs lined up there.

“You just wait here,” said Hanin, asking her husband to sit between the rows of chairs. However, the chair was far from the toilet that Hanin was about to enter.

Kenan. “I'll come to the toilet.”

Hanin scrunched his forehead. “I won't run away.”

“Who Knows,” said Kenan cuek, while still holding Hanin's hand and carrying it right to the front of the toilet.

“Log in!”

Hanin remained silent.

“Why silence? He said he was going to poop. There!”

Hanin pursed his lips. Though, Hanin wished that Kenan would wait for him far away and after coming out of the toilet, he would go away from Kenan's reach. However, the man was instead standing right in front of the woman's toilet door.

“You didn't go to the toilet too?” tanya Hanin pointed to the side of the booth that had a picture of a man's head.

Kenan.

“Ngga. If I go in there, you will definitely run away,” Kenan said showing his head towards the men's toilet.

“Suudzon,” sneer Hanin and directly enter that toilet.

He stood in front of the sink, thinking about how to get away from the arrogant man, especially since he got out of the plane, Kenan could not take his hand like he was afraid of losing. Hanin took a rough breath. Slowly, he opened the faucet and washed his face.

“Kalo like this, how do I escape?” ask Hanin to himself. He saw his face behind the mirror.

“Thinking Hanin,” murmured again, while walking back and forth in there. In fact, he did not really want to pee either.

After a few minutes in the toilet, Hanin finally came out.

“For a long time,” said Kenan, who now straightens up after long leaning against the wall parallel to the toilet door Hanin opened.

“Party who told you to wait here. Kan, I told you to sit there,” replied Hanin ketus.

Then, Kenan immediately pulled Hanin's hand and walked back. “Have not said much!”

Hanin turned his head towards Kenan and said, “forcers basis.”

Kenan just smiled without looking at Hanin who was mumbling. Kenan's gaze remained straight ahead.

They also arrived at the checkpoint and passport. Kenan deliberately asked Hanin to stand in front of him. The man was like a loyal bodyguard escorting his queen. Kenan just wanted to make sure that Hanin remained in his grasp.

After passing the security check, Kenan no longer held Hanin's hand. They walked in tandem with little distance, because this area was already very crowded.

Kenan does not want any strange news, if he is holding a foreign woman who is not his fiancee. Given, Kenan is quite famous here, because in addition to being known as a successful young entrepreneur, he also has a fiancee of a model, so his second face several times appeared in the news infotainment.

“Don't be far from me!” kenan commands with a soft voice and a straight forward look.

“Iya, I know,” replied Hanin.

Kenan told Vicky to bring two cars. One car for her and another to take Hanin to the apartment. It was very risky if he drove Hanin directly to his new apartment, so he asked his two bodyguards to take his wife there.

“We went out together, but you got on the silver car that was in front of my car. I got into my car first. Then, you!” pinta Kenan again.

“Understanding!”

Hanin just nodded lazily.

Kenan and Hanin stepped out casually. However, Kenan is suddenly startled by the presence of someone out there. Fortunately, Kenan's eyes are observant and able to catch the figure from a distance. Spontaneously, he pulled Hanin's hand and walked quickly into a deserted passageway.

“What's the matter?” asked Hanin who was not ready for her body to be pulled by Kenan.

“Sebentar.” Kenan asks Hanin to lean against the wall, right next to him and he reaches into his pants pocket to get a cell phone.

Kenan forgot, since exiting the plane, he has not reactivated his phone. When the phone is active, there is a series of sounds that appear from several applications. Includes whatsapp app that shows messages from Vicky. Kenan opened the message.

“All Hanin standing at door 3, I've ready the car for him.”

“Ah, si*l,” said Kenan while rubbing his face rough.

“Why?’ ask Hanin.

“Outside no Vanesa.”

“Your engagement?” ask Hanin again.

Kenan quickly nodded his head. “Han, we separate here, you to door three. There, there are two of my bodyguards waiting for you.”

Hanin was eager to smile and said, “yes.” Because he finally had a chance to escape. But he tries to act ordinary.

“But, I don't know your bodyguard.”

“They recognize you,” said Kenan, because the two guards were always standing in front of Hanin's house at that time to watch his movements. Even these two bodyguards had once smothered Hanin and brought him to the hotel.

Hanin knew more and more what he had to do now.

“Oke.” Hanin nodded.

“You go first. I'm in the back!” kenan Pinta.

“Iya,” replied Hanin lazily and went back to walking.

Kenan and Hanin again stepped out. Out there, Vanesa cheerfully waved his hands up. Kenan returned that smile. To be honest, he did not have the heart because he had lied to his lover. However, he also did not want to let go of Hanin.

“Darling, I miss. Really kangen.” Vanesa hugged his fiancee tightly.

Meanwhile, Hanin only saw him lazy. “Basic guy dregar. I have a fiancee still want to marry me,” murmured.

Kenan's eyes, occasionally glanced at Hanin who was still walking continuously towards the sign that read door three. He was in front of Vanesa and Vicky.

“You don't have much work to do, you bother to pick me up?” ask Kenan.

“Actually there is, but because I miss you so much, so I canceled all appointments today, for your sake.” Vanesa shook his head on the lover's arm.

Hanin looked back, he saw what Kenan was doing. It turned out that the husband was busy talking to his spoiled lover. Hanin also saw that Kenan's two bodyguards were not looking at him, as was Vicky's assistant husband who was talking on the phone with his head down.

Hanin used the opportunity to turn slightly to the left, onto a path that would somehow take him where. At least he will disappear first from the reach of Kenan's eyes and his minions.

Hanin ran and kept running. He asked the officer there, where the travel bus that brought to Bandung. Then Hanin ran back, because the bus was leaving in ten minutes.

Out there, Kenan circulated his gaze because he did not see the figure of a woman wearing a sweater and jeans with girly hair unraveled slightly brownish color.

“Vick.”

“Shortly, Van.” Kenan took off his arm that was on the lap of the lover. Then he walked over to Vicky.

“Hanin where?” ask Kenan whispering.

“This is my new phone from Joko,’ replied Vicky who was receiving a phone call from one of Kenan's bodyguards standing right at door three.

“Hanin blurred,” said Vicky whispering while putting his phone in his pocket.

“Ah, si*l. What the hell are you? Didn't see him on the road in which direction?” ask Kenan.

“Sorry, I'm calling again. So don't pay attention to him. You are also engrossed in Vanesa.”

“Ah, si*l.” Kenan took the front of his car.

Vanesa approached the lover who was looking upset. “Why, Dear?”

“Ck. Ah, the Vicky b*go.” Kenan immediately entered his car with a terrifying aura.

“Why, Vick?” ask Vanesa.

Vicky just shrugged his shoulders. “There are businesses that do not goal.” He entered the car and was on the steering wheel.

Vicky looked at Kenan from the deep rearview mirror and Kenan returned the stern look. Vicky breathed. He knew that his best friend and boss would be furious and censure him. Then, Vicky started the engine of the car. Kenan was busy ordering the two bodyguards there to drive around the airport and find his wife. Otherwise, the two bodyguards knew what Kenan was going to do to them.

Meanwhile, inside the mini bus that was walking towards Bandung, Hanin smiled cheerfully. He accidentally did not activate his phone before arriving in Bandung, for fear that Kenan will track his existence easily. Arriving in Bandung he will replace the sim card with a new one and discard his old phone number.

“Bye.. Adios.. Kenan,” Hanin murmured in heart.

Actually he did not want to do this, because despite his status now is a wife. However, she cannot be a mistress like Kenan did to her. She wants to be recognized as a real wife, because all women want to be like that. To be honest, although Kenan sucks, but he will try to be a good wife if the man does not have a fiance.

Hanin did not know what his fate would be, which was clear at this time he would explore himself. Love affairs are umpteenth number, the important thing is that he wants to make himself happy.