Getting Married through Tradition

25. Shy Blushed

"Hana is tall, but not very tall. I was, like, shoulder. I'm about 185 ...."

Hasan was still confused, he was silent for a moment.

"I pesen size M aja deh, Kalo daleman Hana ... Astaghfirulloh, I'm koq so no wonder! Sorry, Hana. I imagined your body again" said Hasan, feeling guilty.

Hasan then sat down on the edge of his bed. He tried to imagine Hana's body shape back. With his eyes closed, Hasan imagined his wife's body and approximated its size.

"Body Hana is good, front back stands out all, if her chest ...."

Hasan clenched his own hands and placed them on his chest, "like size 38, what 40 yah! if you have Mama, I used to be wrong, I've seen shopping time, Mama bought size 38, if Hana like more .. ahh, I bought two sizes aja deh. Dizziness also thinks of girl stuff. And what size is the Dawet Cendol? I bought three sizes. Let him choose himself. Hopefully, Hana does not misunderstand, I buy this all for him," said Hasana who looks riweh with the size of Hana's clothes.in fact, Hana can change clothes and interior later, only, if you have taken clothes.

Hasan then continued typing his message to Wawan, his neighbor. Only five houses away.

"Wan, the size of the pyjama M, keep the fruit size 38 equal 40, the Dawet Cendol size, S, M equal L well, spout! No old wear! I'm waiting now!" Hasan then sent the message.

"Hopefully, Hana's change of clothes until before she finishes her bath" Hasan said.

Hasan looked at the chat again, and it was blue ticked.

Clunting!

"What color is it, Leo? Ready pink, yellow, green, blue, equal, red," replied Wawan.

"Pink only," replied Hasan.

Hasan, who was already wearing a T-shirt and three-quarters of her pants, immediately came out waiting for a shirt from her neighbor.

"Open the gate!" hasan said in a hurry.

It looks like Wawan is heading towards him on his matic motorcycle. Wawan smiled at Hasan who looked nervous.

"But you too, Wan!" hasan said while taking black plastic from Wawan's hand.

"My wife is at home, so she helped nyariin earlier," said Wawan handed him a black plastic that contained clothes.

"Thank you, Wan, how much is it?" asked Hasan while opening the crackle to make sure.

"Say my wife, this is free, a gift for your wife. He said that we would eat malem sometime together," said Wawan.

"Well, don't you feel good about me, get it for free?" ask Hasan to make sure.

"Right, you just got him here huh?" asked Wawan with a smile.

"Yes, I went in first yeah, scared I'd finished bathing him,"

"Okay if that, I pull first," said Wawan while riding his motorcycle again.

"Tengkyu yah ... Open the gate," Hasan then entered into his house with a little running step.

Just opening the kitchen door, Hasan had already heard the screams of Hana who kept calling out her name.

"The heat! Hasan! where's the dress for me, San ... Hasan! You're not gonna hear me? Cold tau ...."

Hasan.

"Yes, yes, sorry ... Open door! Here's your shirt" said Hasan from behind the bathroom door.

Hannah opened the door a little. Hasan held out the black plastic while turning his eyes away. Hana accepted it with a slightly irritated look on her face.

"You bought clothes for me? Old pants!I called from earlier nyaut. Even though you don't wear clothes, San!" Hana Said.

"Udah do not have to say much, just use it," ordered Hasan then closed the toilet door again.

"Why should he buy all this stuff! Make me ashamed. He also wasn't ashamed of anything! Then he knows what size I am! Hih, really cute anyway," complained Hana with a completely flushed face looking at the contents of the crackle.

Hana then took a size 40 Fruit and an M-sized Dawet Cendol, then coated it in pink pajamas.

Hana looks more cute wearing those pajamas.

The pajamas that Hana wears fit on her body. Then he came out of the bathroom. Hana finds Hasan watching television. With a timid step, Hana walked over to Hasan, and sat down next to him. Hasan glanced at Hana for a moment, then focused on looking at the TV again.

"San, you're doing me everything! do you know my size?"

"Eh, sorry yeah. I don't mean anything. My intentions are good koq. By the way, is it fitting? I bought two sizes earlier," said Hasan shyly.

"I'm turning back" said Hana while handing over the crackle.

"Loh koq behind! Nothing is right?" hasan asked with a scared expression.

"That's the size of 38, doesn't fit me" Hana replied without looking at Hasan.

"Oh!" hasan smiled shyly and scratched his nape.

The two of them were both speechless withstanding the shame in their respective hearts.

After a long moment of silence, Hasan glanced at Hana and said, "Your hair is still wet, it's cold" Hasan ordered.

"Do you have a hairdryer?" tanya looked at Hasan.

"No, just a towel" replied Hasan.

"The towel is soaked with gini" said Hana Manyun.

"I–iya you have dried the towel in the back. All your dirty clothes, put them in the laundry basket" Hasan ordered.

"Yes, um, thank you, you bought me a change of clothes" Hana said before leaving Hasan.

"Em, actually it is in love, not buy," said Hasan.

"Well! who is giving?" tanya Hana paused her intention to leave.

"Neighbors. I was going to buy, just said my wife, this is a gift for you,"

"Your wife temen? You have lived here for a long time, yes, koq you already have enough," asked Hana astonished.

"Yes belom too, this is still new ... Oh yeah, you should know, Han. Why, here the house is still rare, not rame like other housing. You see, those who live here are the same people as us" Hasan said.

"Seriously you, San! You're not lying?" ask Hana in shock.

"What did I ever lie to you?" hasan replied while looking at Hana.

"It turns out a lot too, San, who adheres to this tradition. I think it's just our parents,"

"That's what you don't know! Those here are the same status as us. They even lived here first. Yang Nyambi also lectures a lot. Here we are all family, and without us venting, they are already understanding,"

Hannah solemnly listened to Hasan's explanation.

"Oh, is that it, San?" Hana nodded her head.

"He-em. Get a towel! Your hair is wet, sofas are wet because you're alone, too,"

"Yes, yes," said Hana annoyed, then moved from her seat, towards the sunbed.

In fact, Hana still wanted to listen to Hasan's other explanations. But, Hasan hunted cut it with another sentence.