Getting Married through Tradition

Fear of Losing

After he finished drinking, Hasan smiled and stroked his warm throat. He then threw the plastic into a plastic bag, and stored it in the dashboard. Then continue the journey again.

"Why don't you throw away the trash, San?" asked Hana who was secretly watching Hasan's behavior.

"Delayed," Hasan replied briefly.

"You keep it on the dashboard, not thrown away" Hana said.

"I didn't see any trash cans, so I kept them. I will throw it in the trash" replied Hasan.

Hana smiled at Hasan's explanation. Hana did not expect that Hasan was a disciplined person.

"Why are you smiling? You think I like to keep trash?" hasan asked while continuing to look at Hana.

"No. You don't suudzon mulu why the hell!" hana is still smiling.

"Finally a smile you suspicious know!"

"What's suspicious? Weird ah you!" hana said, then looked back to the front.

Hasan smiled at Hana's facial expression which looked happy because of the behavior she made.

"Hana, why are you crying?" asked Hasan suddenly.

"Well!" hasan's question astonished Hana, because she had been hiding her tears. "I cry?" hana asked while pointing at herself.

"Yes, don't pretend. When I got back to the car, your eyes got wet. Glazed. You secretly cry so don't come with me down. Aye right?" asked Hasan while glancing at Hana.

"Think he could do that!" hana said in her heart.

"No. Sok knows you. I didn't come down because I didn't want to eat cat rice. I want a chicken pecel," replied Hana turning her gaze to the side of the window.

"lik! Let's answer honestly, you cry because what? Nangisin's leaving Brother?"

"Astaghfirulloh! That's what's discussed. I really don't feel the same for Sister Miki, Hasan, my dear, my love, my husband .." Hana said with great emphasis.

Hasan held back her happy smile when she heard Hana's last sentence. He put his lips together so as not to smile.

"I have to what the hell, let you believe me. If I didn't feel the same, brother. The person I love and love only you are, Hasan Leonil Praja Pamungkas! Her husband is Hana Ceriana Darmawan!" Hana said out loud and a serious face. Hasan glanced at him. He was really happy to hear the repeated statements from Hana's mouth that were so memorable for him.

Hasan then touched Hana's forehead with his left hand. "You sick? Ask to go home! Let's eat first. There is no food at home,"

"The reason is that you're craving and negative thinking continues to be the same as me. I'm going to be wrong with you, San," said Hana began to tear up again.

Hasan glanced at Hana then, rubbing Hana's cheek gently. "I'm sorry. There is no intention of making you cry," Hasan pulled Hana's body into his arms with his left hand. His right hand is still driving. Hasan kissed the top of Hana's head affectionately.

Hannah could not hold back tears. Her crying then broke. Hana hugged Hasan very tightly. Hasan smiled and stroked Hana's dilated and fragrant hair.

"Don't cry. What are you nangisin? I'm not angry with you" said Hasan trying to see Hana's face. However, Hana's face was completely sunk in Hasan's chest which was fielded.

"I'm sorry about you. You never stay in me, San! I love you the same. I want you to be angry, just so you don't let me go to anyone." Hana said as she continued to cry.

"What do you mean? Where might I let you go. You are the trust I have to take care of. Your parents nitipin you onto me. I can't possibly ask someone else to take care of you." Hasan said with a smile.

"But your words made me sad and scared, San. You said you weren't sure how I felt. You keep my cornerokin. I'm sad, San!" hana replied then took off her embrace and wiped her own tears.

His face was wet and red due to the sorrowful cries that engulfed his mind and heart. Hasan smiled at Hana's words. Hasan rubbed Hana's cheek gently again. "I'm sorry. Don't cry anymore. Very ugly if you cry. In front is a chicken pecel that is still open. Want to stop by or just cry?"

Hana smiled and wiped away the remains of her tears. "Eat the chicken pecel first. Ntar continued crying again," replied Hana cutely.

Hasan smiled showing his white teeth neatly lined up. Hasan then pulled the car over. "I realize, the sad person who was crying also needs intake so that it remains strong," said Hasan meledek Hana.

"Hhh what the hell are you! I cry again,"

"Yes, no shame" challenged Hasan while opening his seatbelt.

"Basic nyebelin. For a long time you are exactly rich King knows not," replied Hana keceplosan and immediately silenced her mouth. Hana hoped that Hasan would not be angry because he offended the King. Even after Miki's problem was over.

Hasan squinted his eyes. Like the eyes of an eagle ready to guess its prey.

"Sorry, San! There is no intention to do ...."

"Muuuaachh! Tell me if you want to kiss" Hasan kissed Hana's lips. He smiled and got out of the car.

Hana was still crying inside, so Hasan knocked on the window of Hana's seat. "The hunt is down" Hasan asked with a hand signal.

Hana regained her senses from her fleeting daydream, then smiled by biting her lower lip. After that, he came out after Hasan who was ordering food.