I'm Not a Seductive Woman
Still not ready to be the crown prince's wife

Hanin entered the airport, then skirted through the boarding pass. He continued to walk into the building until he reached the check-in room. He had booked a ticket since he was in the mall this afternoon.

Hanin sat down on the chair available there. At exactly 15:30, he picked up his phone and typed in a message.

“By, Sorry. I'm leaving for Nida's house now. I've missed him so much. Worry not! I'll be fine and probably be there a long time. It's okay, By. Right now, I'm in the check-in room. Bye, Ken Ken Ugly.”

Hanin long pressed the button located next to the one on the electronic object. He deactivated his phone and put it back in his bag. Hanin took a deep breath. He does not want Kenan to know where he is or call him, because he believes if his phone stays on, then Kenan will know wherever he goes. And, that man would definitely catch up to him.

“Sorry, Ken. I really want to be alone,” muttered Hanin.

Then, Hanin walked into the check-in room. He passed the passport and ticket checks. He sat there waiting to get into the cabin.

Out there, Kenan is driving his car at high speed. However, unfortunately even though he was on the freeway, still at this hour he could not drive his car over a hundred kilometers per hour.

“Sh*t.” Kenan continues to curse and honk when there are cars blocking or running slowly on the right lane.

He really didn't want to be left behind by Hanin, even if it was just one night. Since marrying the woman he always called the seductress, Kenan practically could not close his eyes while sleeping if not hugging the body, smelling a distinctive aroma that he thinks is only in the body of the wife.

Dretc ... Dretc ... Dretc ...

Kenan's phone rang displaying Vicky's name. Then, Kenan quickly shifted the green button on the phone's screen and meloudspeaker it.

“Where's Vick, have you met?” ask Kenan.

“Udah. Hanin ride Gard*da destination for kuala lumpur at 16.00.”

“Twenty minutes left.” Kenan stared at the watch on his right hand. Then focus on driving back.

“Yapc. You can call the airline leader, so that when checking in his men there can nahan Hanin and can not enter the cabin.”

“Ya.”

Kenan thought so too. It just so happened that he also knew the chairman of the airline.

The connection with Vicky was completed, then he slowed down the speed of his car, while pressing the phone number of the airline leader to be boarded by his wife.

The person who Kenan called immediately picked him up. Kenan began to mince words until he finally asked for help.

“OK, later I whatsapp mobile number that connects you with my employees in the check in section,” said the voice of the man who Kenan phone.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Yes. I can keep your wife from getting into the cabin.”

“OK, once again thank you sir,” replied Kenan happy.

Kenan hung up on that phone. The corner of his lips formed a smile. He was sure his wife could not travel.

At the airport, more precisely in the check-in room, the plane that Hanin will be riding can already be entered. There is a type of plane and the route of travel is called clear by loudspeakers. Hanin immediately got up from his seat and stood in line among the other passengers. They prepare to enter the cabin by preparing passports and tickets to be checked by officers before entering the cabin of the plane.

The queue was quite long, until one by one entered and arrived at Hanin. The two male and female officers looked at Hanin while looking at his passport and tickets. The woman looked to see herself from head to toe.

“Mother is pregnant?’ ask the female officer.

Hanin nodded. “Iya.”

“How old is the mother's pregnancy? Because if entering the gestational age of more than 28 weeks, it is not allowed to travel,” said the woman's officer again.

“Iya I know. So I still dare to travel far because my gestational age is not above 28 weeks. Just yesterday we entered the last trimester. This is my exam letter yesterday and all healthy.”

The two petudas took turns looking at the results of the examination Hanin gave. Because Hanin's activities were still quite long, finally came two more officers to continue the queue behind Hanin, while the pregnant woman was given a separate place.

“Stay, Mom. We can't let mom travel, very risky.” This time it was the man who spoke.

Hanin's face was already irritated. Because he had brought Nida home to KL in a state of pregnancy and his age is the same as the current gestational age and at that time Nida was allowed to enter.

Suddenly one male officer ran up to the two officers who were interrogating Hanin.he gave the phone in the man's hand ran earlier on the male officer who interrogated Hanin earlier.

“Bu, please sit down first, I asked the leader first if you can travel or not,” said the female officer was friendly and led Hanin back to sit.

Hanin sighed. He saw the movement of the three officers. Two male officers and one female officer. They whispered about Hanin, until one of them picked up the phone.

“Ya, sir.”

“How? Can my wife hold you?” ask the voice of the male bus over there who is the husband of a pregnant woman who is waiting in annoyance.

“Iya, Sir. We do not send your wife.”

Hanin heard a glimpse of the conversation, though his eyes were fixed on the surroundings. Suddenly Hanin understood why he was restrained and was not allowed to travel. All this is because of the power of the husband. Yes, he could not move, because all his movements did not escape the husband.

Hanin took her breath back. He'll find another way. But now he will obey first.

Shortly after, the two officers approached Hanin.

“Bu, sorry yes, it turns out our leader does not allow mothers to travel, because mothers are pregnant big,” said the female officer.

“Iya, mom. Now you can rest in our room, until your husband picks up,” said the male officer.

“So this is because of my husband? Not because of the rules that don't allow?” ask Hanin.

The two officers took turns.

“We're sorry, Mom,” said the two officers crossed each other.

Hanin resigned, he did not want to protest or look for a commotion, making everyone's eyes on him. No, Hanin is not the bar-bar type of woman.

Then, he followed the steps of the two officers. They took Hanin to a comfortable room, waiting for Kenan to come, because that was what the ruler said.

There, Hanin was still accompanied by the female officer earlier. Ten minutes, he sat there. Then, Hanin moved from her seat and approached the female officer.

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

The female officer also nodded. Coincidentally until now, Kenan has not yet arrived.

Hanin rushed out of the room. He was like a prisoner in the room, it felt crowded. Really, he wanted to get out of all this for a moment. Hanin was still not ready to be the wife of the crown prince, whose movements were all monitored, arranged, and demanded many things. Sometimes it is not only Kenan who arranged it, but the mother s*ri also often said this can and this should not, it should be this way and so. That made Hanin tired.

Previously, he was just an independent commoner, very inversely proportional to his life now. And, he just realized that he was still not ready with his life now.