Devotion of Love

Streets

"I can finally meet you. Ever since you got married, I've had trouble taking you away!" Said Savira loudly, Hanna smiled at Savira's words.

Hanna and Savira are two best friends who love each other. But it all felt awkward, when Hanna married Hafidz. The man who is much loved by Ziva, Savira's brother. But in fact, all of that never made Savira stay away from Hanna. Savira is able to think logically, she does not blame Hanna for her love for Hafidz.

"I'm sorry, I have to go to college again. Part of my time is spent studying. Brother Hafidz has never prevented me from seeing you. But I am still learning to be a wife. I'm still learning to adjust!"

"You're serious Hanna, you changed after marrying Hafidz's sister!"

"I'm the same Hanna, it's just that I'm starting to learn to understand the meaning of a relationship!"

"Hanna, I'm proud of you!" Said Savira loudly, then hugged Hanna tightly. The two walked into a shopping center.

Hanna and Savira spend a lot of time together. Both of them love to shop, just forget about the fatigue that takes up their time. Sometimes they both just take a walk. Without thinking about buying something. Because Hanna and Savira are not spenders. They really appreciate the effort.

"Hanna, 12 o'clock!" Said Savira softly, Hanna turned her head straight towards the direction she pointed. Hanna pulls Savira's hand. Hanna doesn't want any more misunderstandings.

Hanna moved away from the spot Savira had pointed at. The direction where Hanna saw Hafidz and some of his co-workers. They were gathered together, just having lunch together. Hanna didn't want to disturb Hafidz who was at work. With lightning fast Hanna moved away. So that Hafidz would not realize his existence.

"Why Hanna?"

"He's at work, I don't want to bother him!"

"But you're his wife!" Cecar Savira, Hanna nodded slowly.

"I'm his wife, but if I'm home. I can't interfere with his work. Brother Hafidz has freedom, when he works outside the house!"

"You're weird, but I won't ask you again!"

"We go inside or go home!"

"Of course we go inside. There's a lot I want to buy. If I could I'd like you to treat me. At least I can get a wedding present from you!"

"You're kidding!" Hanna said, Savira shook her head slowly.

"Of course not!"

"Aren't I the one getting married, why did you get the gift!" Hanna said not understanding, Savira smiled without caring what Hanna said.

"I know that, but there's no harm. A friend buys him a gift when he gets happiness. At least I can feel that happiness!" Said Savira relaxed, then wrestled spoiled to Hanna. With the most beautiful smile Hanna agreed with Savira's words.

"Choose what you like. I'll buy it for you. But don't forget, buy what you need not what you want!"

"Ready, dear Hanna!" Savira laughed cheerfully.

Hanna and Savira enter a fashion store. A shop that Hanna and Savira always visit. A shop that sells various models of women's clothing. Both of them come here often. Although Hanna is not hijab, but she is always polite in dress. Hanna never opened the aurat that would invite men.

"How's Hanna doing?"

"I'm good Dilla, long time no see!" Hanna was friendly, Dilla nodded and hugged Hanna.

"Congratulations on your marriage, sorry I couldn't come!" Whispering Dilla friendly, Hanna nodded softly.

"Thank you!" Hanna said, the two hugged each other. Dissolved into eternal friendship.

"You forgot me!" Savira said, Hanna and Dilla turned their heads.

"Come sweet sister!" Said Dilla, Savira curled up in the arms of Hanna and Dilla.

"Friends forever!" Hanna said loudly, Dilla and Savira nodded at the same time.

"Thank you sweet Dilla. I won't hesitate to choose clothes!" Said Savira relaxed.

"Please be chosen as you please. I'll help the other buyers!" Pamit Dilla is friendly, Hanna lets Dilla go. Savira was busy looking for the clothes she wanted.

Hanna chose to sit in the corner of the store. He doesn't want to shop much. He came here, just wanted to accompany Savira. Hanna chose to sit down and check her phone. He doesn't care much about the surrounding. Hanna dissolves in her own world. Then suddenly Hanna heard someone calling her. A familiar voice in his ears.

"How are you, Hanna? It's good to see you here!" Sapa Shaila, Hanna looked up at Shaila. A sister who never wanted to think of her as a sister.

"It's good to see you too!" Hanna's voice was cold and short.

"Why just sit? Don't want to buy something, didn't your friend say you'd give a discount!"

"I don't want to buy anything. I'm just dropping off my friend!"

"why not shop? Brother Hafidz is working hard at the moment. Of course he can meet all your needs!"

"What do you mean?" Sahut Hanna then stood staring at Shaila. Hanna felt that Shaila's words were inappropriate. There's a tone Shaila wants to corner.

"No meaning to anything?"

"Speak clearly, no need to beat around the bush?"

"What I said is true? Brother Hafidz works hard, nothing but to meet your unusual needs. Understand, you are a princess. There's no way you're living your life!"

"I never asked for a life of luxury. If Hafidz is working hard. All for the sake of his family, not just because of me!" Strictly Hanna, Shaila is inflamed to hear Hanna's accusation. Shaila stared furiously at Hanna.

"Don't just talk to you. There's no right to say all that!"

"I'm not gonna talk this rough. If you don't start it. All this time I never asked Brother Hafidz about his income. Even without him talking, I already know that most of his income is for you and mom!"

"Hanna!"

"No need to scream, I don't care about any of that. Hafidz's income is his right. It's not appropriate for me to mix it up. So, don't ever point your index finger at me. If in fact you're the one who enjoys my husband's sweat!"

"Don't say much to you!"

"Shaila, one thing you should know. I never complained or adored your brother. Little or much money he gave me. Never been a problem for me. As long as he feels comfortable and at ease in his work!" Hanna said to Shaila.

"Talk a lot to you!"

"Give up to you, I don't care if you believe it or not!"

"Pardon you Hanna. In front of Brother Hafidz you are quiet, in fact now you start to question the income of Brother Hafidz. It's like me and my mom spent the money, Hafidz!"

"I have the right to ask, because that's my husband's sweat!"

"But he's my brother!"

"Where is the husband who should support you? Don't you have the right to ask!"

"Bad!" Shaila said angrily, her hands raised. With a furious rage, Shaila wanted to slap Hanna.

"Gail!"

"Don't you dare slap him. She's my wife and your sister-in-law!" Hafidz said loudly while holding Shaila's hand. Then blow it rough

"Sister Hafidz!"