Getting Married through Tradition

Just Pasrah

Hana was relieved that the King was willing to hear his orders. Now, Hana has to face Hasan. Hana took a deep breath. He smiled as Hasan looked at him very sharply. His eyes seemed to ask for an explanation from him.

"Sit down first, I buy ice cream," Hana encouraged Hasan's body to sit on the bench in the mall. Hana then bought two ice creams, with strawberry flavor for her, and chocolate flavor for Hasan.

Hannah sat down beside Hasan. His mind was not calm, he felt guilty for lying to Hasan. "San, eat your spit! Melted later. Eating ice cream can also cool our minds," Hana said with a smile.

Hasan glanced at Hana, Hana grimacing, revealing her neat teeth to Hasan. "Don't get angry please!" hana muttered in her heart.

Hasan sighed then enjoyed the ice cream given by Hana. "So, you're not shopping but the same date, Raja?" hasan's question made Hana feel guilty.

"Not that, San! I'm interested in shopping, but I accidentally met him,"

"Where's your groceries?" asked Hasan in her flat tone.

"I haven't been shopping" Hana replied carefully. Hasan looked back at Hana sharply. "So, what are you doing with the king here? It's noon, Han! And you haven't been shopping? I'm waiting for your news from the house," said Hasan then swallowed all the ice cream until his mouth was full and blepotan. He was so upset that he did that. Hasan wants to hit people again. But who is the one he's going to hit.

Hana threw the ice cream into the trash. Not to forget he took the rest of the tissue from the bag to wipe the dirty lips of Hasan. After which, Hana quickly squeezed Hasan's hand gently while looking at him with a glare. "I'm sorry, San! I was watching a movie first," said Hana with a feeling that was not enough to hold back fear.

"WHATAAA! WATCH IT? SAME KING!"

Duar duar duar like a thunder grabbing, Hasan's ears caught a sentence that made him add emotion to just brush off Hana's hand. Hasan stood up from his place. He ruffled his hair violently, "aaaarghhh! You're a bad guy, hard to say! I'm pissed off by you, Han! I'm angry with you. You don't know how I feel, Huh!" hasan said fiery.

People looked back at Hasan and Hana. Hana felt bad for being the center of attention. He then immediately stood up and pulled Hasan's hand away from the public place.

Hasan with her sick feelings brushed back Hana's hand. Hana was really scared and sad because she could lie to Hasan. But, he also did not know why Hasan was like that. If there's no feeling, there's no need to be angry, right?

"Why do you always lie to me, Han? Wh why? Are you dating the King? Answer me honestly, Han!" hasan said with his feelings still hurting.

"I'm not dating the King, San! It was just a coincidence. Because I'm a bosen, too, so I'd like to watch it,"

"You are bored, you want to watch, you can take me, don't invite other guys. I'm your husband!" hasan said in a mellow tone pointing at himself who felt useless.

"I'm sorry, San! That was unintentional, don't get angry. If your attitude is like that, people will be suspicious of us,"

"What are you crazy about? If the people get to know, and this sounds up to the school, we can be out, San! We'll be blacklisted from the whole school. You want us to drop out of school in first grade? Don't talk about it!" hana was angry.

Hasan pinched his throbbing head. He forgot about that. Emotions really make him unable to think clearly.

Hana approached Hasan, he invited him to sit back in the hallway of the quiet street in the mall. "After all, there's no sense between us, right? You don't have to be angry like that see I'm the same King!"

Hasan stopped massaging his head, he now looked at Hana back sharply. "I'm your husband, where I'm willing to see you making out with other guys. Moreover, the King dares to hold you. Pinch your cheeks, "Hasan rubbed both of Hana's cheeks violently. "You must wash your face so that the germs on the hands of the King do not stick on your cheeks" said Hasan with annoyance.

Hana smiled faintly at the sentence Hasan said. "What the hell are you, San? I've been very protective lately. You like me?" hana asked while holding Hasan's face to look back at her.

"Obviously I'm protective, I'm your husband!" hasan replied with his lips soaked from the pressure from Hana's hand.

Hana smiled then tightened her seat and embraced Hasan's arm. "I told you something about you. Really, a lot of guys are trying to get me. And that you know for yourself. But, among them it will never be able to get me, San. Because I belong to you. So, you don't have to worry, I'll be right next to you" Hana said as she propped her chin up on Hasan's shoulder. Hasan smiled happily at Hana's words. Hana's words were true, Hana was already his wife. Anyone who approached him, would still lose to him who already had status with Hana.

"But I still don't like the King being close to you and friendly like before" Hasan said, staring closely at his wife's face.

"Why? The king was just angry. You jealous?" hana asked, smiling.

Hasan snorted angrily and then looked back at Hana. "Why am I jealous? You don't like it? Precious things that already belong to someone, he would not be willing if the precious ones were shared with others. You know what, right?" tanya Hasan stared fixedly at Hana.

Hana smiled and replied, "do you like me?"

Hasan smiled. He held onto Hana's chin, and slightly held her back. Hasan looked into Hana's eyes deeply, his eyes perusing Hana's entire face, until his gaze stopped between Hana's red lips. Hana felt degan. He had trouble swallowing his own saliva. Slowly, Hasan leaned in his face, approached slowly and .... Cup, sweet kiss he lay on the lips of Hana that feels sweet to him. Hana rolled her eyes in disbelief at what Hasan had done to her. His body trembled as Hasan's lips began to link back to his lips. A slight sound was created when Hasan's lips took a deep sip on Hana's ripe, red lips.

"This is for my jealousy, and also your mischief. You can't avoid it because we've already talked about it. Every time you're naughty, I'll give you a kiss, or you'll give it to yourself" Hasan murmured and then again kissed Hana's lips again.

Hasan held Hana's head with both hands. He was eager to do it over and over again. Hana can only resignedly enjoy the sweet kiss Hasan because he was guilty. His breathing was stingy when Hasan gave him no room to breathe. Realizing they were doing this in a public place, Hana pushed Hasan's body violently until Hasan had fallen violently on the floor.

"Eh, sorry. I didn't mean it" said Hana, then helping Hasan to sit back down. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you. But, this is in a public place," Hana said again while enduring her embarrassment. For her, this is her first kiss with Hasan. Fortunately she did it with her own husband so, Hana did not feel sinful.