Getting Married through Tradition

Getting Married through Tradition
76. Crackle



Hasan's eyes still felt sticky. He then lowered his head on Hana's lap. Hannah was shocked by Hasan's attitude. From yesterday, his attitude was so spoiled.


"My dozen hairs dong!" hasan's orders with eyes closed.


Hana who was confused just complied. He stroked Hasan's hair slowly.


Hana looked at Hasan's face that looked so sweet and adorable. Secretly, Hana smiled to herself. There was a feeling of pleasure in the corner of his heart.


"Your bandages must be opened. The wound was dry yet, let me see," said Hana still stroking Hasan's hair.


Hasan felt comfort as Hana gently stroked her hair.


"Later on!"


"You really haven't? The sensor doesn't work!"


"Well, my man died in the censor,"


"Oh, pantesan, yesterday Miki, uh I mean, Brother was already in the dalem. I was confused" said Hana.


Hasan opened his eyes, then sat back down. Hannah confirmed her sitting position.


"What did you know before, Brother, Han?" tanya Hasan looked at both of Hana's eyes.


Hana suddenly flinched. He blinked both his eyes back and forth, whether he should lie back, or be honest.


"What, do I look familiar with Brother? Why can you say that," Hana said with a smile.


Hasan smiled. "You still want to pretend? Okay," said Hasan in his heart.


"No really. What are you cooking?" hasan asked with a smile.


"Assem vegetable cooking, fried fish equal sambel trasi. It was fried crackers too,"


"Okay, if you wait for me to finish the bath, we have breakfast together" Hasan replied as he moved from his seat.


"Eh San, Papah said, ma'am again otw here. What is the breakfast waiting for you?"


"Come here? Koq tumben very early in the morning," said Hasan sitting back.


"I don't know. Papah said, Mom is angry. It should be that today Mamah came to the grand opening of her new product Papah. But, you'd rather be here,"


"Oh that,"


"Father asked for help to dig up information from Mamah. Papah says, lately Mamah has always been angry,"


"Yes, you calm down. I tried to help" Hasan replied, pinching Hana's chin and smiling.


Hasan then rushed to take a shower. While Hana still feels that Hasan's attitude is different since the arrival of Miki. Hasan would rather touch Hana now. But, Hana liked Hasan's treatment and request which to her was sweet.


After finishing the bath, Hasan asked Hana to dry her hair like she used to. Like a child, Hasan tugged at Hana's hand to rush to get a hairdryer.


"Buruan, Han! It's cold" said Hasan then sitting on the bench in front of Hana's dresser.


"Prophe dong! Usually also use your towel," replied Hana while pressing the cable and plugging it into the socket.


"You're saying better wear a hairdryer. So, why bother using a towel. I'm hunted, afraid mamah to come," said Hasan while wagging his hair.


Sparks of water from Hasan's hair, squirt everywhere. Hana closed her eyes as the water hit her eyes.


Hana then held Hasan's head so that he would not shake his head again.


The sound of a hairdryer was clearly heard in their ears. Hasan enjoying. It was like being in a salon.


Hannah looked at Hasan's face. A smile rose on Hasan's lips. Her eyes closed enjoying the caress of Hana's hand that touched her hair shrewdly.


"You open a salon at home, Han! But, the customer is enough me!" hasan said with a smile.


"Free dong, no money!" hana replied with a smile.


"You don't need money from anyone else. From me it was enough. You just have to serve me" said Hasan.


Hana smiled at Hasan's words. For some reason, his sentence made Hana feel that Hasan seemed protective of her.


"You like me" said Hana suddenly, making Hasan open his eyes and look at Hana from the mirror.


"Deed like me?" ask Hana again.


"You know, if I like you or not, you're actually my wife. As a wife, you only have to serve your husband" Hasan replied.


Hana just smiled at Hasan's words.


"Why smile, I'll tell you" said Hasan again.


"Yes, I know. But if I go with another guy, you're not mad, are you?" tanya Hana teases Hasan.


"You have any intention of going with another guy? Wh who? The king? Brother?" hasan then turned to face Hana.


Hana swerved and bit her lower lip. He held back a smile and pulled the haridryer from the socket.


"You're jealous, huh?" ask Hana again.


"A-a-I, I'm the nanya," Hasan replied nervously stuttering.


"I am also nanya. You jealous?" hana asked, bringing her face closer.


Hana deliberately teases Hasan. He stared fixedly at the eyes of Hasan who was now looking at him stiffly.


Looking at Hana's face from a very close distance, made Hasan swallow his own saliva. Especially when his eyes saw Hana's pink-ranum lips.


Hasan's heart was pounding, he was afraid that Hana would hear his beat. Hasan tried to stay calm. He then boldly pulled Hana's head so that the distance was getting closer.


"You're trying to tease me, huh?" hasan asked while pressing Hana's head.


Hana was shocked, now replace her heart that beat fast. Hana tries to remove Hasan's hand from his head.


Fortunately, their bodies were blocked from the back of the chair. Otherwise, perhaps Hana's body will befall Hasan's body. Hana bends forward as a result of being pulled by Hasan's hand.


Her shirt that Hana wore was collared V, so when she bent her cleavage was visible. Hasan accidentally saw the hemisphere. His heart is getting rippled.


"Gold, Leo!" exclaims Ms. Darma who is secretly standing in the doorway of Hana's room.


Hana and Hasan were shocked and confirmed his attitude. They stood up and looked towards the source of the voice.


"Ma-ma-mamah" said Hana.


"When was Mom there?" hasan asked with a smile then tidied his hair and clothes.


Hasan walked over and over to Bu Darma and kissed his in-laws' hands.


Hasan and Hana feel awkward and embarrassed because they are caught by Bu Darma.


Ms. Darma smiled looking at the two children.


"Sorry, the fence is open, so you go straight in, sorry! Mama's not bothering you, is she?" ask Ms. Darma.


"Not koq mah, let's get out. Is it breakfast belom? Hana has cooked a vegetable asem loh," said Hasan while embracing the arm of Bu Darma and walk him to the dining table.


Hana tidied her hair. He looked over for a moment and breathed.


"Huft, Hasan should turn on the automatic sensor immediately again. Absolutely disgraceful!" hana said then went after Mamah and Hasan.


"Mamah koq tumben here early in the morning, what's wrong? Want to take a walk, huh?" hasan asked while taking rice for his father-in-law.


"Ah, not really. Mamah wants to play. You're not going out today, are you?" ask Ms. Darma with a smile.


"No koq, we're at home" Hasan replied.


Hana who just came immediately sat down and started to take the rice.


"Aren't you planning a vacation?" ask Bu Darma while taking vegetables.


"Em, I plan to take Hana to the top, Mah! Can you?" ask Hasan.


Hearing the word peak, Hana coughed for a moment.


"Ough, ough, ough,"


"What's wrong with you, Han? Oh, drink up!" hasan said he gave me a glass of water.