HANGING MARRIAGE

HANIAH IS SAD.

"Iiss.. stop don't keep going! Yes, I will make you!" cut Jennifer looks upset hearing Atha's words.

Atha smiled triumphantly, as he managed to make Jennifer hot. And finally his wife wants to cook breakfast for him.

"Well that's dong, that's just my wife's most beautiful in the world" woo Atha while peeping Jennifer's cheek.

"Huh! Womb!" ketus Jennifer while hitting the chest of Atha field slowly.

"Hehehe, isn't the wife of her own gombalin? Yes I took a shower Honey, because today, Papa told me to go to his office" said Atha, stroking Jennifer's forehead briefly

"Gee.. Nice dong Beb, it's a good start, to earn your Papa's trust. Yes, take a shower, let me prepare breakfast for you" said Jennifer, looking happy.

"Oke Honey" replied Atha, who then passed straight to their room. Jennifer headed straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her husband.

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While on the other side.

Haniah who had just come out of her house, immediately took a taxi that happened to pass in front of the gate of their house. And now he was sitting in the passenger seat, and his eyes were already glazed because in the tears that almost spilled. But when he remembered his argument with Atha, finally the tears spilled and seeped in his veil.

"Punish Ana, Rabb. Ana knew Ana was wrong for fighting her. But Ana was unable to endure this pain in the heart. Ana had enough patience waiting for him and the five years he promised to pass. And Ana still awaits him four years later. But what ana gets is a betrayal of the hyx.hiks.." said Haniah in his mind.

His voice began to sound soft. But still trying to make the stuffing not heard by the taxi driver. And Haniah also tried to calm his heart while chanting a verse of the Koran which means a plea to his Lord.

لَا يُكَلِّفُ ٱللَّهُ نَفۡسًا إِلَّا وُسۡعَهَاۚ لَهَا مَا كَسَبَتۡ وَعَلَيۡهَا مَا ٱكۡتَسَبَتۡۗ رَبَّنَا لَا تُؤَاخِذۡنَآ إِن نَّسِينَآ أَوۡ أَخۡطَأۡنَاۚ رَبَّنَا وَلَا تَحۡمِلۡ عَلَيۡنَآ إِصۡرٗا كَمَا حَمَلۡتَهُۥ عَلَى ٱلَّذِينَ مِن قَبۡلِنَاۚ رَبَّنَا وَلَا تُحَمِّلۡنَا مَا لَا طَاقَةَ لَنَا بِهِۦۖ وَٱعۡفُ عَنَّا وَٱغۡفِرۡ لَنَا وَٱرۡحَمۡنَآۚ أَنتَ مَوۡلَىٰنَا فَٱنصُرۡنَا عَلَى ٱلۡقَوۡمِ ٱلۡكَٰفِرِينَ ٢٨٦

" Allah does not burden a man except according to his capacity. He got the reward (of virtue) he worked for and he got the punishment (of evil) he did. (They prayed): 'Our Lord, do not punish us if we forget or we are guilty. Our Lord, do not burden us with a heavy burden, as You have burdened those before us. Our Lord, do not give us what we cannot bear. Forgive us, forgive us, and have mercy on us. You are our helper, so help us from the disbelievers." (QS. Al Baqarah verse 286)

"Haniah, are you crying?" ask a man standing in front of the campus gate.

"Adam?!" sentak Haniah but sounding soft.

"Follow me Hani!" adam said, drawing Haniah's hand

Haniah looks so shocked when she sees Adam suddenly approaching her. Especially when he began to dare to grab her hand, as well as pull her, entering the campus gate.

Haniah would usually get angry when a man touches her. Now he just fell silent and just followed the pull of Adam's hand with resignation. And their steps stopped in one of the empty seats in the park behind the campus.

Adam sat himself in the chair. "Sit down Hani" he said, drawing Haniah's hand and he sat down immediately with Adam's hand.

For a moment the atmosphere became quiet. Adam only looked at Haniah's bowed face. And Adam knew very well that Haniah was sad.

"What's up Hani? Tell me, Hani, who knows if I can help you?"

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