Guarding the Heart

Reno & Gilang

At her place of teaching, Adinda listened to Sinta tell a long story about her husband who was being chased by his superior son.

"Yes, God, Sin. His parents encouraged Bang Hendra to polygamy?" adinda did not believe it after listening to the story of her best friend.

"No stress!!" exciting Sinta emotions.

"Aren't there guys who are single, huh?. Kok, nguber husband person" said Adinda.

"Bang Hendra had to stop working, Din. It is not comfortable to work there in such a situation. Moreover, the girl had dared to show her smooth thighs in front of Bang Hendra" said Sinta. Actually he's sad too. Hendra came home yesterday not to bring the car given by Mr. Juan. He handed over the key to the company's security.

"Have a good time, Sin. Insha Allah there will be better replacements" Adinda said strengthening Sinta.

"I just felt what you felt when Hasna loved Dimas" Sinta said. "I don't want to share a husband either, Din."

Adinda clasped Sinta's hand. But Sinta's rival is not she knows. Adinda is her own friend. That's even more painful.

"How's Hasna doing, huh?" ask Adinda. Since Dimas expressed his rejection of Hasna, the girl never contacted Sinta or Adinda again.

"He must be busy. Moreover, he helped his papa in the company" replied Sinta.

"Yes, may Hasna meet her soul mate" Adinda prayed.

Elsewhere

Hasna pulled her suitcase while walking towards the departure lounge. After the suitcase is checked. Hasna's looking for a seat. He will fly back to the city where Adinda lives. Not to meet his old friend, but because there's business.

Without looking left right again Hasna immediately sat in an empty place. He grabbed his phone to fill the time while waiting to get into the fuselage.

"Hey" a man sitting beside Hasna rebuked her. Hasna looked to the side and saw the voice's owner's face.

Hasna was surprised to see him. He was able to reunite with the man who had given him the gift of books.

"Bang Hamish" muttered Hasna smiling.

"It's nice to see you again" Hamish said smilingly at Hasna.

Hamish seemed to be alone, the woman sitting next to him was also a passenger whom he did not know. The handsome man did not expect to be reunited with Hasna. He once wrote his contact number in a book he signed for Hasna. Hamish thought Hasna would contact him like the other girls who had gotten her contact number. Apparently the assumption is wrong. 

Learning from previous experience, Hasna did not want to be seen chasing men. He also has not dared to anchor his heart to men, he is afraid of disappointment and mislove again.

Hamish saw Hasna's seat on her boarding pass. Their seats are next to each other. "Why such a coincidence" Hamish said.

"We sit close together" Hamish said.

"Masa, hell" Hasna doesn't believe. He took Hamish's boarding pass and saw it for himself.

Hasna rolled her eyes. He could not believe such a coincidence. But they did not know each other would go to the same destination.

"Kok, could it happen like this, huh, Bang?" asked Hasna smiling.

"Are we fooling?" cananda Hamish smiled at Hasna.

Hasna was shocked to hear Hamish's words. He turned his face away from Hamish's gaze. The voice of the information section diverted their conversation. Hasna stood up leaving the waiting room, her steps were accompanied by Hamish from behind.

The passengers started walking towards the plane and looking for their seats. Hasna did not expect her trip this time she was not alone. A friend was chatting on the plane.

After the landing, they separated. Hasna heads to the hotel where she is staying, while Hamish heads to her budenya house. He had not visited his Buddhist home for a long time. When his son married alone, Hamish did not have time to attend because it collided with the seminar where he was the source Nara.

"Be careful, yes, Na" Hamish closed the door of the taxi Hasna was riding. Hamish deliberately let Hasna go. If only their destination was the same, of course, they would take one taxi. Hasna simply nodded with a smile while replying to Hamish's hand. The car left the airport area.

Hamish's taxi arrives in front of his slave house. The house from outside looks very quiet. Hamish did not intentionally inform his arrival to the budenya. Even if there is no one, he just goes to the hotel.

Hamish pressed the doorbell next to the entrance.

"Assalamualaikum" said Hamish to see his buds emerge from behind the door.

"Yes, God, Hamish. Waalaikumsalam" exclaimed bude Hamish surprised to see his arrival.

Hamish grabbed the middle-aged woman's hand then kissed the back of her hand.

"Bude's healthy?" ask Hamish.

"Come, in. What the fuck are you, come and do not tell first" bude Hamish's nagging.

"There is a bude event, so just stay at the bude house all want to see bude and Mas" explained Hamish laughing.

"Si Mas, has not yet returned to work" said Bude Hamish.

"Ma, I want to go to Mom's house first" Adinda said after leaving the room.

She saw a handsome man with her mother-in-law. Seeing Adinda, Hamish already knew that she was Dimas' wife, his cousin.

"Din, here!" call Mama Dimas.

"Who is he, Ma?" ask Adinda who has never met Hamish before.

"This is Hamish, the nephew of the late Papa Dimas. Papa Hamish, papa's sister" explained Mama Dimas.

Adinda still scrunched her forehead. Kok, could. Hamish has a middle eastern face so, while his father-in-law has a native Indonesian face.

"My mother is middle eastern" Hamish said, answering Adinda's astonished look.

"Oh, so. Worth it" muttered Adinda smiling.

"I'll go first, Ma. Assalamualaikum" said Adinda left behind her in-laws and Hamish. Adinda's going to her mom's house for a minute.

"I haven't heard from Bude that there are grandchildren or not" Hamish said after Adinda left.

"Indeed not yet, Ham. But Adinda is now pregnant" said Mama Dimas.

"Oh, Alhamdulillah then" muttered Hamish.

Once he and Dimas were very familiar, Hamish was often entrusted to his home when Hamish's parents were still living one city with him.

"When do you want to get married?. Don't be busy working" asked Mama Dimas while reminding his nephew.

"There is no candidate yet, Bude" Hamish replied casually as she leaned against the living room sofa.

"Bude's handsome niece nobody has a crush on" said Dimas' smiling mother.

"If you have a crush on a lot of Bude, but I don't" Hamish said chuckling.

"Don't choose over" his bud message again.

"No, Bude. Haven't met the right one yet. He's just" tepis Hamish.

"You asked Dinda. Who knows if he has a girl friend that suits you" suggested mama Dimas as he walked into the kitchen.

"May as well" said Hamish agreed.

Hamish then moved from the sofa to the room that had been told by his bud for him to occupy.