Getting Married through Tradition

55. Fear

Hana felt bad and scared. He did not dare to look Hasan in the eyes anymore. Hannah chose to look at the door. Hasan noticed Hana's face which was only visible from the side.

Hasan smiled looking at Hana's face which turned out to be more beautiful when viewed from the side. His nose was small and pointed, making Hasan want to pinch him.

Hasan then turned Hana's body to face him. Hana is shocked by Hasan's sudden behavior.

"What's up, San?" hana asked with her scared face.

Hasan held back a smile while looking at his wife's face deeply.

"Are you scared of me?" asked Hasan with a small smile.

Hana did not answer Hasan's question, she wanted to answer yes but her mouth was locked because it held back the tears that had pooled in her eyes.

He was afraid to hear Hasan's warning.

"I was kidding, sorry!" Hasan stroked Hana's smooth cheek.

Hana did not react, she still looked at Hasan's face which was now smiling as usual.

Hana blinked her eyes many times so that her tears would not go down immediately.

"Why you?" tanya Hasan then hugged Hana and stroked her back.

The opportunity was done by Hana to wipe her tears that are now down. After all, his heart was fragile.

"You're koq even diem, why? Sorry well, it scared you" said Hasan back while letting go of his embrace.

"No papa koq. Let's discuss something else. Your body is still hot, San! I'm compressing again yeah!" hana said she wanted to stand up, but Hasan prevented her.

"Don't, ntar also down koq, you get me here aja,"

Hana smiling. His heart was now relieved that Hasan was no longer angry with him.

"San, are you afraid that fighting and getting hurt is always hot?" tanya Hana was curious about the saying of Bu Praja this morning.

"Emm, well that's how it is!"

"What you used to fight a lot, San?"

"The driver knows you!"

"I just want to say, if you don't want to answer me, don't papa!"

"Cie sulking!" ledek Hasan while walking Hana's chin.

"No koq,"

"Oh yeah, what did you go on this morning? From here it's dark yellow, Han. It's just a blur at the second red light,"

"Oh that's it! I don't see angkot, San! I think the angkot color is the same as his major to Yusi's house. It's different!"

"Yusi angkot, coming from the right of the second red light intersection. You can take the angkot if you have climbed from here. So, what did you ride this morning?"

"Because I did not find angkot, I finally decided to make a way ...."

"Well! Seriously you walk? School's sample!" hasan exclaimed with spirit.

"Dengerin dong, I haven't been around, by the way,"

"Sorry, I was surprised when you said walk,"

"Yes, I don't know taxis, same angkot. There are no motorcycle taxi drivers either. Apparently, this housing is still quiet huh, San!"

"Yes, it's not just anyone who comes in here, Han!"

"Hehehe, yeah yeah, I forgot,"

"I, I met the King. I continued to take care of her, ", Hana replied with a smile hoping that Hasan would not be angry with her.

Hasan was silent for a moment he made his face again. There is a feeling that he himself does not understand. But, the feeling was painful and clumped up in his heart.

"I had to, San! It's noon, if it doesn't catch the King, I'll be late, San!" hana said again.

"Hopefully, Hasan is not angry anymore" Hana murmured in her heart.

"It's not papa, Han! It's wrong for myself why I'm sick" Hasan replied withholding his emotions.

"You're not angry, are you?"

"Why should you be angry. You can go with anyone! I'm gonna take a sleepy break,"

Hasan lowered his body and turned his back to Hana. Hasan pulled out the blanket and covered his entire body until it was not visible at all. He was jealous, but he didn't realize it.

His body was getting hotter, his heart was fiery, it felt he could not accept if he saw Hana shaking hands or going alone with the King. Hasan knew that the king was friends with Samuel.

Hana felt bad to see Hasan's attitude that suddenly changed again.

"San, you're hot, you can't breathe if you close everything" Hana said as she pulled the blanket.

Hasan held her blanket tightly. Hana tries to pull him back, but Hasan keeps him.

"You don't really want to sleep, do you? You're really angry again, aren't you the same as me? Let's get the blankets off, San!" Hana pulled the blanket.

"Open, San! You are so excited to hold it. Fix, you're mad at me" Hana said as she continued to pull the blanket.

Hasan who was upset finally opened the blanket that was being pulled by Hana.

Hana gasped in shock at the force pulling her suddenly easily carried away by the blanket opened by Hasan.

Hana fell on top of Hasan's hot body. His face was now only one arm away with Hasan's face. Their noses touched each other.

They stared at each other for a long time. Romantic songs just sound like a more intimate atmosphere. Hasan and Hana gulped each.

After a few minutes, they returned. Hana immediately got up and sat down on the edge of Hasan's bed. Hasan was still in his sleeping position. Both of them were nervous about what had just happened.

"Yes, if you want to rest. I'm going to my room, I'm going to study. Cepet's cured yeah, San!" hana then ran to open the door and closed it again.

Hasan has not wiggled, he still imagined the face of Hana who was so close to the distance. Hana's nose can still be felt. If only their noses were not sharp, maybe they had escaped kissing.

Hasan was startled by the sound of his hape ringing. He then slowly got up and leaned his body on the bed board. With great difficulty, he grabbed the phone that was splashed on the side table.

"Hallo!" answer Hasan.

"Hey!" answer the phone from across there.

"Tumben you called! What was? Chat never was. It's a phone, cih!" hasan said while smiling.

"Haha! I heard from Mamah, she said you were sick. There has not been a year already have enemies anyway, want to be a hero again kayak here?"

"What hell! How are you, Bang? Success in his works!" hasan said with a smile.

"Please ... Good news koq. Oh yeah, how's your wife? She's prettier than Madona?" asked Brother Hasan with a smile.

Hasan just smiled, then his brother said again.

"Sorry well I can't be a witness at your wedding,"

"You're not my brother. Why should you come! ... Bang out! Why don't you follow this tradition?"

"Hem, that's ridiculous in my opinion, Le! Married only once. Marriage should be based on mutual love, not on coercion. This tradition is really weird to me, Le!"