Getting Married through Tradition
Prefer to be Restrained
Hasan clucked, he let out a long sigh and threw it away violently. "Forgetting our first love is hard. Especially if our love was so effective. Surely happy shadows will always appear in our minds," said Hasan without looking at Hana.
Hana immediately looked at Hasan who she realized was insinuating herself.
"I mean I forbid you to get close to Brother, because I'm not ready to lose you yet, Han!" keep Hasan back.
Hana rounded her eyes and pulled Hasan's face to look at her. "Hey, what are you talking about? I don't feel the same about Miki. I will not leave you. And you, don't ever leave me, San!" said Hana who was afraid of Hasan's words.
Hasan refocused on the road. His sight was far-flung. "The closer you are to your brother, the memories will appear. And that doesn't deny the presence of old love springing back,"
"Yes, but I have absolutely no feelings for Miki, San. I just love you" replied Hana loudly.
"Come, Han. I'm not sure how you feel!" hasan replied lethargicly.
"Hey, hey, you gotta believe me, San! I'm not what you think I am right now. Oh yeah, I'm gonna take this necklace off. I just didn't want to make Miki's sister disappointed. Later help you release well," said Hana while stroking Hasan's arm with a smile.
"Why should it be removed? Don't you like it? It's a memento from Brother!" hasan exclaimed without looking at Hana.
Hasan's words sounded unpleasant and punishing. Hana sighed heavily hearing Hasan's words that hurt to her. "San, I'm sorry. I don't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry well," Hana rubbed Hasan's arm gently. After which, Hana turned her gaze out the window. There were tears welling up in her eyes. For some reason when Hasan spoke these words, his heart was so sliced. Like, Hasan wanted to take it off and let him behave as he wanted to without him being restrained. Hana realized, Hasan was disappointed in her. Hana often made Hasan angry. However, Hasan quickly forgave himself.
Hana preferred to be scolded and arranged by Hasan rather than have Hasan set her free. Feelings of fear and sadness will lose Hasan struggling in Hana's mind. Without feeling the tears Hana down wet her smooth cheeks.
Hasan only glanced at Hana with occasional rough breaths. His eyes then focused on the street. Hasan remembered that they had not eaten. Especially after dinner. Hasan saw an angkringan place that was still open on the side of the road. Hungry, Hasan pulled the car over. Hana, who knew her car had stopped, wiped her tears and turned to look at Hasan.
"Why stop, San?" ask Hana gently.
"I'm a laper, want to eat at the angkringan stall. You wanna come with me?" asked Hasan while pointing at the angkringan stall in front.
"Cat rice? But it won't be full, San! Find somewhere else how?" hana said giving a suggestion.
"You are not full. This part is malem. Don't know still in the book what not stalls or ...."
"A lot of it, San. Let's go find some chicken pecel. Or we're not eating at the cafe,"
"Where if it's closed. Come down if you want. I've been to the lager" Hasan took off his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Hana doesn't taste for cat rice. Plus, his feelings were muddled at the thought of his relationship with Hasan. Hana felt inappropriate for Hasan. But, he himself did not want to lose Hasan.
Hasan awaits Hana's arrival. However, Hana did not get out of the car either. He then decided to buy ginger wedang in packs. "Thank you, this is the money. Take it back, mang!" hasan said, smiling and then passing.
"Thank you, Mom!" said the seller.
Hasan went back to the car. He looked at Hana with his slightly watery eyes. "Why don't you come down? Are you not a laper?" tanya Hasan examined Hana's face.
"I'm not a laper" replied Hana briefly.
Hasan breathed again. Then he opened the ginger wedang and gave it to Hana. "It's drinking, make your body ngangetin," said Hasan while handing ginger wedang in plastic accompanied by straws.
"What's this?" ask Hana.
"That's ginger milk,"
"I don't like ginger. The smell is too pungent" said Hana while covering her nose.
"Enak knows. Cobain first," said Hasan continue to offer the drink. However, Hannah refused. "No, you're the one who drinks" Hana replied.
"Cobain first. Delicious," said Hasan again.
"No, San! I want an orange wedang," replied Hana.
"Yes, but you still don't want to try even a little?" ask Hasan to make sure.
"No,"
"Later if abis do not cry, yes,"
"Yes not it. Instead I seneng if the drink is you abisin," replied Hana seriously.
"Yes that's it. I'm abisin now,"
Slurppp slurrrpp, slurrpp.
It sounded Hasan was sucking a drink from plastic wrap to the toilet. Hana just shook her head to see Hasan who spent the drink that he did not like.
