Love Ends At Red Lights

New world

After accepting Gavin's offer. Hana goes to follow them, riding in her car, Gavin, and his wife to his house.

Not long after the car he drove up in front of a pretty good house. Although not luxurious, the house is quite spacious. Hana was still staring at the stranger at the house she had just seen.

"Hayu ma'am Restu, we've arrived!" Sapa Sari who sounds graceful even though she speaks behind her veil.

"Yes Sari tea." Hana follows the people who call her 'teh Sari'.

Hana followed the steps of the husband and wife into her house.

"Come on, Bu Restu sit down first! Maybe you're still tired of just getting to town B." Sari invited Hana to sit in the living room. While Mr. Gavin entered the room and did not appear to reappear.

An ART then brought a tray and entertained Hana with sweet tea as well as a variety of snacks that were deliberately served on the table.

"Let's bu Restu be tasted!" Sari invites Hana to accept her banquet. After a while they chatted, Sari thought the guest before her had come a long way surely at this hour was hungry too, because the day had shifted from noon to afternoon.

"Mom Restu, I'll stay a minute! I'd like to prepare lunch for dinner together. Surely bu Restu has not eaten since the arrival of Bu Restu in town B." Sari was about to leave the guest room and was intending to host her guests lunch while preparing a meal for her husband.

"Don't bother Sari's tea, I can buy it later." Hana is embarrassed to trouble the young family as well as this new boss.

"No ma'am Restu, I don't feel bothered. You are a guest, we are obliged to entertain guests who are away to our house." Sari replied humbly.

"I'll stay first!" Sari stood up and moved her feet towards the dining room. Hannah did not dare to refuse. There ART was ready to arrange the table as usual when his employer came home after dinner.

"Have you eaten?" Sari looked at her husband who was sitting casually in the living room.

"Not yet."

"Would you eat now?" The person asked did not immediately answer. He seemed to think.

"Ade get me a meal to the plate. Let me eat here. Ade sama bu Restu eat together! Kasian looks like Ms. Restu is hungry. Because he came straight from Jakarta." Mr. Gavin had Sari bring food for him and eat separately. Because eating together with non-muhrim feels uncomfortable for Mr. Gavin who is used to keeping distance from women who are not muhrimnya. The education received by Gavin since birth is very strict, even regarding association with non-muhrim. He's really keeping a view of what's not his right.

"Yes kang, get ready!" The age of Sari who was 5 years older did not prevent Gavin from calling him 'ade' even though Gavin's age was younger. Gavin is younger than his wife but is more mature than his age. Sari was also inwardly happier when her husband called her 'ade'. That way he is considered more diayomi especially Gavin is more mature than him.

Soon the dishes were complete with side dishes and warm water had Sari prepared for her husband's lunch.

"This is the meal. Is there anything you can get me again?" Fresh Sari to her husband meekly.

"Enough, this is more than enough. Jazakillah khoir." Gavin received the plate and water that Sari brought and devoured the food by not forgetting to read the prayer. Sari passed from the presence of her husband to the living room.

"I'm sorry, but Restu has to wait. Let's eat ma'am." Sari invites Hana to eat together in the dining room.

"I'm sorry Sari tea is so troublesome. I'm so embarrassed." Hana was really embarrassed to accept their offer. They had just met, but they were so friendly and kind.

"It's okay, Miss Restu. Respecting guests and entertaining guests is a lot of merit. Don't hesitate, let's get the food cold!" Sari invites Hana to go to the dining room. Disan has some side dishes as well as vegetables. Hana who had indeed been rumbling so looked at the food on the table as if her saliva would drip.

"Let's try the cooking!" Sari invites Hana to try the dishes that have been served at the table. Sari who had been wearing a veil cover, revealed her veil up. Hana who was hungry even her eyes were diverted with the face of Sari which is now clearly visible in front of her.

"What a beautiful sari tea!" Hana subconsciously expressed her admiration for Sari.

"Laa haula walaa quwwata illa billah. When we see admiration, say MasyaAllah bu Restu." Sari's lips curled with a smile looking at Hana who had just expressed admiration for Sari's natural beauty. Yes, the skin is pure white, also beautiful, making anyone amazed to see the beauty of Sari.

"Oh yes.I'm sorry I lay Sari tea. Even to recite it it seems like I have to learn the same Sari tea." The stranger Hana heard those words speak frankly. Having just met with Sari, Hana thought it seemed like she had to study.

"Yes, sorry ma'am Restu if my tone is less pleasing!" Sari tried to comfort Hana by apologizing for the words just now.

"Oh ga pa-pa Sari tea, I have a lot to learn from Sari deh tea. Because frankly, even though my ID card is Muslim, I do not know how to behave and worship. I'm really layman. Even I have to think back, actually what I've been doing all this time." Hana just thought now about the status of his religion that has been embraced. Even before the accident whether he was really Muslim or something else. Because what is stated on the scene is Islam but he never once prayed or behaved as Sari did.

Sari who listened to Hana's words scrunched her forehead, not understanding what Hana just said.

"Let's learn together! I also learned a lot, Mom. Later also like there is a routine study bu Restu held by my husband. All of the rented residents who happen to be in regular routine once a week they study together here. Miss Restu will follow!" Sari's friendly face was always open to anyone. She smiled kindly inviting Hana to take a study that is routinely held at her home once a week. Sari invites Hana without being awkward, even though Hana is not wearing a hijab.

"Now let's eat! Later after eating I will take you to the boarding room." Hana sipped rice with side dishes into her plate.

"Yes tea." Hana nodded.

Hana who had just met and admired Sari, his gaze occasionally saw Sari. What Sari did caught her attention. Starting from the clothes he wears, how to speak, also what he just saw before eating. He saw Sari praying fervently without rushing to eat right away.

Gracefully. It's beautiful, good again.

Hana muttered in her heart and the tip of her tail occasionally stole a glance at Sari while she was eating the food on the plate. Feeling that Hana was watching him Sari occasionally smiled at Hana.

"Mom Restu has been teaching for a long time?" To dilute the atmosphere, Sari asked Hana about Hana's origin. Yes it is good for Sari to pry information about who Hana is because she is a stranger who has just met. Although her husband himself had told her in advance about the identity of Hana listed on the CV attached to his application letter.

"I'm two years old teaching at High School." Hana without objection answered Sari's question.

"How was the experience of teaching High School children?" Sari asked back.

The person asked did not immediately answer. Hannah thought about how she should answer him. Because the memories of that time were not in his memory.

"Sorry tea. I can't answer Sari's tea questions. Not because I don't want to, but I don't remember." Hana's eyes stared innocently.

"Oh." Now it was Sari's turn to feel strange. His eyebrows furrowed translating his heart that was not understanding.

"Yes tea. I recently had an accident and my head was disturbed. My memory is a bit disturbed. So I can't yet remember what it's like to teach." Hana's Light on Sari. Because Hana thought that right now she had to blunt what had happened to her. Rather than lying or pretending, it creates suspicion.

"Innalillahi wainnailaihi.. " Sari seemed to be sympathetic to what had befallen Hana.

"Then what about Restu's family?"

Hana was silent stopping her mouthful. Sari stared intently at Hana's change of face quickly.

"Sorry, I also don't remember who my family tea is." Hana looks sad. A shadow some time back was suddenly present in his mind. Sari caught the sadness on Hana's face. He could not continue his question.

"That's mom Restu. Let's just say we're family. Are all Muslims brothers? There are still many people out there who have fared below us. Miss Restu don't be sad! There are many good friends, God willing." Sari was trying to lend support to Hana at the moment. Hana felt overwhelmed by what Sari said. But he just knew. To Hana, Sari was so enchanting. Now he is treated as if he has known for a long time.

"Thank you Sari tea. Just call me Hana don't ma'am Restu." Hana is more comfortable if her name is called Hana instead of Restu. Behind her request, Hana hopes that by being called 'Hana' her memory will gradually recover.

"Well..why should I call Hana?" Sari was somewhat surprised by Hana's request. For a moment Sari thought, it turned out that there were too many puzzles and surprises with the identity of the person in front of her.

"I remember my real name Hana. I don't know why on my ID card my name is Restu. I don't know the cause of tea. It seems like my age is also under Sari tea. How about to familiarize, just call my name directly. Unless I'm teaching." Hana's lips slightly raised, smiling faintly as she looked at Sari.

"Oh. All right then. I'll just call Hana from now on." Sari without protest took Hana's request for granted. Sari's innocent character is also simple rarely interfere in other people's affairs if it is not necessary to interfere. Sari asks some questions because Hana will work at her husband's bimbel institute. He deserves to know Hana's character further. To anticipate things that he does not want.

"Thank tea. Where's tea, Mr Gavin? Why not eat together?" Hana wondered where Gavin went after entering the room, Hana did not see him again.

"Oh. My husband is in the family room. Kang Gavin didn't eat one table with us to keep his eyes on." Sari explains why Gavin wasn't together in the dining room. He thought Hana should know so as not to misunderstand.

"Oh so yes tea. Can't tea stare at women?" This is Hana's chance to ask why Mr. Gavin has since met him, his gaze always staring down not looking directly at his face. Hana who does not know the reason is quite curious what Gavin does.

"Can't not. But indeed in Islam to keep the view to not its muhrim it must be maintained. So that our view is awake from the temptations of the devil who could have our orgasm tempted after seeing what is not the muhrimnya. If the muhrimnya it's okay Hana." Sari explains the purpose of keeping a view.

"What do you mean by tea?" Hana was curious. Many of the terms that Hana felt were unfamiliar with what Sari said.

"Muhrim there are two kinds. A muhrim that should not be married but we can show our awrah with certain limitations. Suppose we can not wear the hijab in front of them but still close certain parts. Suppose, our mother's father, children, grandchildren, sister, and some others are already listed in the Quran. Later Hana can read for himself who is called muhrim. The second muhrim that has been married, for example husband and wife. In front of the husband and wife of the aurat we can open indefinitely. Now in front of this muhrim our gaze can be directly staring into the face does not become a sin if we see it directly." Sari explained the details to Hana. Hana who listened to Sari's explanation gawked without a blink. It feels like you are receiving new knowledge that must be listened to really focus, afraid of failing to understand.

"Oh so is tea? So if like I don't wear hijab what my view should be like that also tea?" Hana is still curious.

Sari did not rush to answer. He should say more carefully afraid of misdelivering.

"Look Hana. Closing the aurat to the Muslimah the law is mandatory." Hana's speechless.