Guarding the Heart

Disarray

Adinda opened the door to her husband's office. He smiled seeing Dimas looking solemnly read something on his desk. Adinda guessed that it was a file report that had not been examined or a proposal that asked for help in his company.

"Mas .." call Adinda. He was still standing at the door.

Dimas turned his gaze towards the door. "What's wrong?. Come here first, don't stand there" Dimas said.

Adinda walked slowly towards Dimas. From his mouth flowed the story of Hasna and Hamish who were in the living room. Dimas stood up from his seat. His wife's story made him neglect his work for a moment.

"Where do they know?" ask Dimas.

"They're both businessmen, Mas. I guess I met a lot because of that" Adinda guessed because she didn't know for sure from Hasna.

If Hamish hadn't taken Hasna to her in-laws' house, they wouldn't have known either.

"So I have to take them to the hotel tonight?" ask Dimas.

"Yes, so tomorrow morning Hamish does not bother Mas because Mas will go to the office. He wanted to stay at the same hotel as Hasna in order to go together to the airport" Adinda replied.

"Well, I'll change clothes first. You want to come?" fresh Dimas.

Adinda nodded. He also bought a small meal.

Before long they waited for Dimas to change clothes, the handsome man had already joined in the living room.

"Are you ready?" tanya Dimas looked at Hamish and Hasna in turn.

"Yes, it's tonight. Come on, Mas" take Hamish.

Hasna was relieved to see Adinda coming with them too. He would feel very awkward together with the two handsome men if Adinda did not come along.

"If you've gone together like this, just ask for blessing again" said Dimas while driving his car.

Hamish just chuckled in response to Dimas' words. "You agree, Na" fishing rod Dimas.

Hasna glanced at Adinda while smiling shyly. "Bang Hamish is a lot of fans, maybe there's something he likes" Elak Hasna.

Dimas knew that Hamish wrote several books on entrepreneurs.

"Aren't you talking about Bang Hamish, Na,?" sindir Adinda's. Hasna just smiled and did not answer Adinda's question.

Dimas' car arrived in front of the hotel where Hasna was staying.

"You're not coming down anymore?" hamish asked Dimas and Adinda who were still in the car.

"No, this lady wants to find a small meal" Dimas said to Adinda who was still sitting in the back.

"Thank you, Mas" said Hasna. "Well, see you again, yeah."

She smiled as she waved her hand at Hasna.

"Honey, you moved sit ahead here, dong" protested Dimas.

She got out of the car and moved to sit next to Dimas. They then continued their journey again.

"What do you want to eat these nights for?" tby Dimas at a glance.

"I want to eat sweet martabak, Mas. It's chocolate mixed nuts. Hmm, it's delicious" Adinda replied while imagining the sweet martabak she wanted to buy.

"What did you eat rice for?" omelette Dimas.

Adinda pursed her lips. "The name is also cool, Mas. If you don't want to, yes. We'll just go home."

"People are just alone, very sensitive, anyway" said Dimas smiled as he rubbed Adinda's head.

"Who is not sensitive, who wants to join Hamish and Hasna earlier who" Adinda lyrics.

"Yes, ready!!!" sahut Dimas with a small laugh.

After waiting long enough to buy the martabak that Adinda wants, they then go home.

"Mas, is Hamish serious about Hasna or just taking friends?" ask Adinda. She did not want Hasna to be disappointed with her feelings anymore.

"seems serious. He's the one who's indifferent to women's affairs. You can see for yourself right, just go home with Hasna until the girl has to come home first. Even though he could take Hasna first to the hotel and he went home asking to take me to the hotel" replied Dimas.

"Yes, yes" muttered Adinda confirming Dimas' speech. "If it is serious, Hasna will be your family, dong" continued Adinda with a small laugh.

"You mean ..." Dimas glanced at his wife.

"Darling, did your husband lose this handsome hah" Dimas protested.

"No. You are the most handsome man who has conquered my heart" said Adinda smiling amusedly as she rubbed the jaws of Dimas. The handsome man only smiled faintly listening to his wife's words.

***

Hasna could not close her eyes because she remembered Hamish's attitude. Somehow he just complied when invited to his Budenya house which turned out to be Adinda's in-laws. They have no relationship.

The time has shown at 12 p.m. But the girl's eyes did not want to be closed. Back and forth looking at mobile phones has no effect either. The phone was also beside him. Hasna moved her body to the left and to the right in agitation.

"Yes, God. Why can't I sleep yet" Hasna complained as she forced her eyes closed.

Drett. Drett. Drett

Hasna's body-pressed phone rang. Hasna immediately turned around and took her phone.

"Mang Hamish!" he murmured in surprise while staring at the screen of his phone.

"Assalamualaikum" said Hasna.

"Vaalaikumsalam. What's the matter you called?" ask Hamish from across the street. Since he had just closed his eyes, his phone rang.

Hasna widened her eyes. "Isn't he the one who called me?. Kok, instead asked" Hasna's mind was confused.

"It wasn't Bang Hamish who called me" Hasna said.

"Na, I was just about to fall asleep, but because I heard my phone go off so I woke up" Hamish explained.

"Yes, God. Don't-don't be squashed by myself because it was depressed by me earlier" Hasna's mind just realized.

"I'm sorry, Bang. Seems to be squashed by myself because I overlapped just now"

"You haven't slept?"

"Can't sleep yet"

"Why?"

"No" Hasna dodged. Where would he want to be frank the reason he can not sleep because of the man who was talking to him.

"Sleep, it's bad luck" Hamish said.

"There will be some who will wake me up if I have bad luck" Hasna joked.

Hamish chuckled softly listening to Hasna's words.

"Assalamualaikum" Hasna immediately closed their conversation on the phone. His face is warm. He could talk like that with a man.

In a different room, Hamish looks smiling looking at the screen of his phone. He knew the girl must have blushed in embarrassment.

Next day

Hasna's phone rang aloud unceasingly. It wasn't the alarm he set up last night that went off but a phone call on his phone.

Hasna blinked her eyes as her hands fumbled on the bed looking for her phone.

Hasna swiped her phone screen and stuck it to her ear in a half-conscious state.

"Assalamualaikum" greeted Hasna with his characteristic raucous voice if you just wake up. The girl does not know who the interlocutor is because just lift it.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Really bad luck, yes" said a male voice from across the street.

Hearing a familiar voice in his ears, Hasna sat up and opened her eyes wide.

"Bang Hamish" he murmured inwardly.

"Well, what time is it?" ask Hasna.

"Hour 5 passing, Na. You haven't prayed dawn yet, have you?. Prayers keep showering and down breakfast. I wait, yes" replied Hamish.

"Yes" Hasna said slowly. Hamish then hung up his phone.

"Yes, God. What time did I sleep last night, huh?. Kok, still so sleepy. If Bang Hamish doesn't call, he could be in the middle of the day" Hasna muttered as she moved out of bed.

The girl immediately went to the bathroom to take ablution. After the morning prayers he continued his morning activities, taking care of his clothes before going out for breakfast.