Getting Married through Tradition

The Sketch of Hana's Face

Hasan and Hana were both silent. They swallowed each other's saliva. After doing so, there was a sense of awkwardness between the two. They glanced at each other, then looked down again.

"Geez, why is my heart suddenly pounding like this" Hana said.

Hasan adjusted his breathing to avoid being nervous. "I did it because you were guilty. As I said yesterday. You got it, right?" hasan looked at Hana.

Hana just nodded while biting her lower lip. Hasan then embraced Hana's shoulder while whispering. "I'll keep doing it if you're close to other guys,"

Hana looked at Hasan with her eyes round. He squinted his eyes and said, "you're doing this because you want to, not because I'm wrong right? To be honest, you're in love with me,"

Hasan smiled and then kissed Hana. "It seems like it helped my answer. Come, let's go shopping now" Hasan stood up and reached out to Hana. Hana who still did not understand with Hasan's attitude, could only accept his helping hand with feelings that he could not express. Hasan took Hana's hand to the shopping mall. A smile continued to shine on her small lips. Every now and then, Hana steals a glance towards Hasan. He also smiled and was happy to see Hasan's happy expression.

***

The king had already reached home, it just so happened that Cantika was there and helped to treat him. "Let's say to me, who are you fighting with?" Cantika continued to urge the King to tell him the truth.

"I wonder, what exactly is Hasan's relationship with Hana? If they're not girlfriends, why would Hasan be so angry with me," said the king who he accidentally said.

Cantika sighed hearing the confession from the King. "Yes obviously he is angry with you, Hasan likes Hana," replied Cantika who in the end made him shocked.

"You know Hasan too?" asked the King looking at Cantika sharply.

"Well, I, Hana, and Hasan, we are one class. I know what Hasan's attitude in school is, so I can catch this," Cantika said, looking at her long fingernails.

"Where is it? They're actually dating?" asked the King in curiosity.

"I don't know what the courtship is, but Hasan is very attentive to Hana. They are also close. Sometimes like a girlfriend, sometimes like someone else. But I guarantee you, if Hasan likes Hana,"

"But Hana said, Hasan was a confidant of his parents to take care of him. Kind of like bodyguard times. Everywhere must be with Hasan," said the King with great annoyance.

"Yes, Hana can go with Hasan,"

Cantika smiled looking at the King's pouting expression with both of his hands folded in front of his chest. "Huh, Hasan's a confidant of Hana's parents? Are they actually dating? But why not just admit to dating," inner Cantika curious.

***

"So where do you want to go to college? If you want, you can help papah in the office," Pak Praja told Miki while enjoying warm tea made by his wife. The two of them sat beside the swimming pool while enjoying the afternoon air.

"Miki doesn't know yet, Pah! Perhaps, Miki will return abroad," Miki replied as she glared deep into the sky.

"What about your job now? Are you earning enough money from your work?" Praja asked as she watched Miki's smiling face hear her words.

"of course. Besides my hobby. My hobby also brings a big funan, not inferior to Leo's income. In fact, I've been under contract with an overseas company as well as some security agencies there. They always need a good illustrator like me" Miki replied as she stared fiercely at Praja.

"Good, Papah was glad to hear that. Oh yeah, what do you think of Leo's wife! Have you met them?"

Miki lowered her head and let out a long sigh then spread her body on the leisurely chair she was sitting in. Praja smiled and said, "are you sorry after seeing her? They look happy right? It's a pity that you have rejected it first" Praja said, sipping her tea back.

Miki only showed a smile to hear the words of his papa that seemed mocking.

"Hope, you don't disturb their household. And immediately find a companion so that you do not envy your sister," Mr. Praja stood up from his place and patted Miki on the shoulder, before he entered the house to look for his wife.

Miki snorted annoyedly at Pak Praja's sentence. He hit the chair he was sitting on hard. "Aarghh! Why is my love story so bitter. Do I have to take Hana out of my own sister's hands?" miki felt frustrated. He ruffled his hair violently. His body suddenly felt hot, he then undressed and immediately threw himself into the pool.

Praja saw the view from the gazebo on the second floor. She smiled as she held onto a paper clearly emblazoned with a sketch of Hana's face. "You come home just for this, papah won't forgive you, Miki! Your own fault why didn't you want to be betrothed,"

Praja continued to stare at the sketch of Hana's face that she accidentally found among the piles of papers in Miki's room. Praja looked in shock when she first found it. However, Praja chose to pretend not to know.