Lamar's fault

Hijra

Hasan's family, will return to Jakarta. Before returning they will visit the boarding school to say goodbye to the Emi family.

"Hasan, take good care of Emi well," said Bilah.

"Insha Allah Mah, I will take care of Emi" Hasan replied.

"Dad, Ramzi, the reception was held when Emi was well. How's it?" ask Bilah.

"Yes, I agree" said Inayah.

"Then we say goodbye" said Bagas, Bilah's husband.

Ramzi shaking hands with Bagas. And they all say goodbye to kiai and nyai.

"Sister, will call you for office business" Heelwa whispered to Hasan before Heelwa got in the car. Hasan nodded his head. After dropping off his family, Hasan went back in and met Emi.

"You want to eat? I brought it to my room" asked Hasan.

"Ndak Mas, all I want is next to you" Emi said. Hasan immediately approached Emi and clasped Emi's hand tightly.

"If you're healthy, will you stay in Jakarta?" ask Hasan.

"I was still in college in Jakarta and Mas, wherever he took me. I'm ready" said Emi. Hasan smiled and stared fixedly at Emi. Unaware of her face approaching Emi's face, Emi understood that she immediately closed her eyes. Hasan became opium to kiss Emi's pink lips. The room bears witness to the newlyweds' love.

"Sweet," said Hasan.

"What the Mas." Emi's face looked reddened by Hasan's behavior.

"Can I ask you?" ask Hasan.

"If you want to ask, ask. No permission," said Emi.

"Why do you reject many men's proposals? They are descendants of Kiai" asked Hasan.

"The heart that says to refuse" Emi replied.

"Why did you choose me?" ask Hasan.

"Because I fell in love with your face for the first time, my husband is handsome, not tired of being looked at" Emi replied.

"So you saw me because of my face?" Hasan pouted hearing Emi's answer.

"I'm not lying, just like men who see women initially from the face down to the heart, you are also Mas. Seeing me because of my ayu face." Emi poked Hasan's waist and her eyebrows up and down.

"Kok Mas Hasan handsome mengambek," said Emi.

"I love you because you love me" Hasan said.

"Not because of my face? Ah, it's a lie." Emi did not believe in Hasan's answer. Hasan did not answer, he just laid his body on the bed.

"Have kissed my lips, mala lash. I've just been out of the room." Emi stood up, ready to step her foot. Hasan immediately got up and stopped Emi from getting out of the room.

"Say you want to be close to me, why do you want to leave me now" Hasan protested.

"You're bawling Mas, I answered honestly. You even sulk, husband and wife can not be a lie. Just so you know well Mas, the man who came to propose to me because my face is said to be beautiful, that is precisely what I rejected them. But I choose you because your face to me can make my heart melt the same as the first man I saw, I also do not know maybe God who moves my heart," said Emi.

Hasan hugged Emi.

"I'm sorry, baby." Hasan looked into Emi's eyes. Emi on her tiptoes and kissed Hasan's cheek.

3 Months later

Hasan and Emi have already made a reception in Cirebon. Emi's hand pen is already in surgery and Emi can use her right hand now even though she can't lift heavy weights.

Emi and Hasan will stay in Jakarta leaving Emi's hometown.

"Mom, Dad, I'm leaving." Emi kissed the back of Ramzi and Inayah's hands.

"You are obedient and the husband" said Inayah.

"Insha Allah Mah, Assalamu'alaikum." Emi got into the car, she waved her hand at her family.

The car is traveling at medium speed.

"You sad, huh?" ask Hasan.

"Splitting with parents must be sad Mas, especially I already have my own life with you" said Emi.

Hasan's left hand clasped Emi's hand, occasionally tucking. Emi was very happy to be treated that way to Hasan.

"You're ready not yet in Jakarta, if I ask for my rights?" ask Hasan.

Emi was nervous at asking like that, she was afraid he said if first it hurt.

"Ah.i.i.it.." said Emi.

"But not ready well." clearly visible Hasan's face was very disappointed. Emi felt guilty because it was her duty as a wife.

Emi peeked Hasan's cheek. "Insha Allah, I am ready Mas" whispered Emi in Hasan's ear. Hasan's face became bright because it had been given the green light to Emi.

Hasan took Emi's hand and kissed her. "Thank you dear" said Hasan.

The Bilah family did choose a place to live far from the village. He does not like to gather with mothers because it will create gossip. The bar had already prepared a place to live for Hasan in the elite compound because they did not care much about the neighbors. They are busy with their own work. The bar has given the address of the house to be lived by Hasan and also Emi. Hasan's car was headed straight for his new home.

"Mas, is this really the address you gave me?" ask Emi. Because entering the security guard complex is very tight. Hasan because of the new occupants, he had to issue a ID card and was asked about his house block. When Hasan said block A No 12 security guards immediately knew because the house was the biggest and new to selling.

"Remember, that's what the security guard knows" Hasan said.

Emi saw the houses in the complex were very luxurious, block A is at the very end. More comfortable than the other blocks. Hasan stopped his car, he confirmed his home number. In the key given bar there is also a house number.

"Let's go down, it's the house that Mamah bought for us" said Hasan. Hasan got out of the car and opened the door for Emi. He clasped Emi's hand tightly.

"Mas, this is his home, Mas's greatness for us to live together. Later clean it up how," said Emi.

"I help, you calm down. Come on in," Hasan said.

Entering the house, Emi was amazed again because the house was filled with luxury items.

"Okay, this is in the afterlife in his old count," said Emi.

"Hahaha, the important thing in our hearts is that there should be no wealth in the world my wife's prettiest." Hasan pinched Emi's nose.

"Mas, I'm so damn sure pinched my nose. Red, this" Emi protest.

"Mamah deliberately bought a big house, he wanted to get a lot of grandchildren from us" said Hasan.

"Ah pervert you are." Emi pinched Hasan's waist.

"Au sick Emi darling. We're going to Yuk's main room." Hasan immediately carried Emi to the 2nd floor of the main room.

'Why she's wearing my cradle, lest she directly ask for her right now. O Allah, my heart is beating, ' said the inner Emi.

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