Getting Married through Tradition

Nervous

"i have business for a while, you go home first. Don't stop by" Hasan said when they were in class.

"What business do you have? Why can't I come!"

"Job order, of course you can not join. When my work is done, I'll be home soon. What will you buy later?" asked Hasan while rubbing the top of Hana's head gently.

"Ep... I'll chat you later. I'll go home first, that's it,"

"I have ordered a taxi, you just wait in front" said Hasan.

Hana smiled and left Hasan. Hasan then pulled out his cell phone and immediately contacted the King. "Wait there. Soon I come .. Take it easy, this time I'm not lying ... I'm just on my own. Hana's my girlfriend, don't expect you to have her ... We'll discuss this soon."

Hasan interrupted his call. He then rushed out to make sure that Hana had entered the taxi he had ordered.

Damar emerged from behind the classroom door. Secretly, he hid there, eavesdropping on Hasan and Hana's entire conversation. Damar still did not believe the sentence he had just heard. "What did they both say? Go home? Waitme? They were actually talking about what!" Damar seemed confused to digest every word he had heard. "Did they live in one house? Just now, Hasan said that Hana was his girlfriend. Who the hell is he calling! If Hana is dating Hasan, then why their sentence was like hinting that they live in one house!" Damar scratched his non-itchy head. He was really made dizzy.

***

"So what do you want to do?" the king asked Hasan after hearing his story.

"I want you to approach Samuel again. Be her best friend again to watch over them both."

The king smiled at Hasan's request. "so jealous are you?"

"It's not a matter of jealousy, Ja. You know for yourself how Samuel behaved to Hannah. I'm afraid that suddenly Samuel did something undesirable. As for me, I'm nowhere near Hana ... I also can't possibly ban it anymore. I'm afraid he's sick again because of me,"

"Hana's sick? What pain?" the king asked in panic. Hasan glanced at the King with a smirked look.

"Can't I pay attention to Hana? He's just your girlfriend. If only she was your wife, maybe I would not dare to pay any more attention to her," said the King deliberately provoked Hasan's reaction.

"Whatever, the important thing is that he's mine. By the way, you agree with my proposal no? I'm really not at ease if I have to leave Hana with Samuel."

"For that matter, I'll think again. But, I do suspect, if Hana wants to be betrothed to Samuel, from the beginning must have been planned carefully. I don't believe in Samuel's amnesia. I'll follow the game. You can trust Hana to me." The king patted Hasan on the shoulder giving him confidence.

Hasan smiled and nodded. "Alright, it seems obvious. I'm going home now. Oh yeah, almost forgot. Don't call my girlfriend too often. I'm not comfortable with that,"

"Have asked for help still trying to remind me. Take it easy, I just want to make sure it's safe. Anyway, I still feel guilty about Hana."

Hasan frowned, "about what?"

"It's nothing. It's just, I used to be on Samuel's side. Already, you just go home. Your mother is alone, right? If you allow me, I'll come see you,"

"no need. My mother is healthy again. I'll go home first. Let me know if there's anything" Hasan put on a helmet and left the square.

The king only smiled at Hasan's attitude. "Your mom?"

***

"Think of it, Hana now has never ridden an angkot. He also prefers to go home in a quiet school. School is also in a state that is still early in the morning. What I just realized, the direction he came from was not from the east anymore. But from the west. Go home to the west. Is it possible, they are hiding something other than dating status? Did I ask Hana directly, Dad?"

Damar ruffled his hair. He seemed to be in chaos with his own thoughts. "I tried to connect Hana,"

Damar started pressing the call button and waiting for the phone to connect.

Hana just finished dinner. Before she actually goes to sleep, Hana sees her phone ringing. He smiled when he saw the name. "Hay, what's up, tumben calling, what's up?" ask Hana while looking at the fish.

"Not sleeping, are you?" ask Damar from across the street.

"Where I slept might answer your phone. What's up?"

"Hehehe, yeah. Em, what are you doing?" ask Damar while biting his lower lip. "I'm not really stale in question!" inner Damar.

"Talk to you this. What are you alone again? Not the same phone, Yusi?"

"Yusi is asleep. Um, by the way I'm going to play at your house tonight, okay?"

"Well! What's to do?" ask Hana in shock.

"Yes, just play."

"Truly sudden. What was? If you want to talk tomorrow at school. You must have the same problem, Yusi?" hana asked with nervousness.

Hana is seen pacing back and forth while biting her fingernails.

"Can't you now? Yes, I'm afraid to bother you,"

"Open can't be. This is just malem. You are usually not ...."

"It's eight o'clock, Han. Just be careful not papa times," urged Damar.

"Can't! I mean, tomorrow. Go home to school to play. Kasian is far away, this is malem as well. Sorry well, noya," said Hana while adjusting her breathing.

"From his tone, it is certain that he is nervous," said Damar. "Yes, that's it. Met break yes, Han. Greetings to Hasan,"

"Yes, I'll be in ...."

"Are you living in Hasan's house, now?" asked Damar suddenly, who heard Hana's answer.

"What! Yes, not" replied Hana nervously. "I mean yes because you nitip salam, I'll be there soon. If it doesn't fit me the same he chatted. Some of you are strange, the time to say hello to everyone. We meet every day,"

"Hehehe, please. Yes, good night, yes" Damar disconnected his call. Damar plays the hape while smiling. "You can't lie to me, Han. Tomorrow you're honest, or I'll find the truth myself" Damar murmured.