Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 113: Se-Tray Potions

"I will never marry anyone again. The point! " Haris said firmly to Hana. The hand that was originally on his wife's shoulder fell down instantly. Eyes Licking. He was so angry that Hannah allowed him to remarry.

"I'm sure the big family will tell the mas to remarry" Lirih Hana lowered her head.

"Tomorrow I will accompany you to meet Ummi Aisyah and say what to say. Rather than you telling me to get married again, better just kill me!" Haris Sharp said. The words Haris uttered successfully made Hana raise her head.

"Mas..it is not good to say that! Istighfar! "

"Now, please don't talk about anything! I don't want to hear negative things. Please please... I just want to enjoy this night without burden with you" Haris said, looking into Hana's eyes. Those twinkling eyeballs were still left there. Hana nodded her head before Haris' anger peaked.

Drizzling slowly down, Hana spontaneously turned her head to the sky. The light glowed, making the gray night sky glow.

Haris took off the jacket he was wearing. He covered Hana's head with a jacket that had been supported with both hands.

"Let's go home! " Take Haris.

"I want to sit on that chair" Sahut Hana pointed to the iron chair that was enough to seat three people.

"Rain is going down hard, baby, you're going to get sick! " Remove Haris.

"A little while, can you? " Pinta Hana by showing her puppy eyes.

How could Haris refuse if it was like this. He nodded his head, Hana sumringah. Haris wrapped the jacket onto Hana's body.

"Mas, try deh ulurin hand like this. The rain water was very soft" Hana reached out her hand feeling a thin drizzle coming down on her palm.

"I've done it before" Sahut Haris flatly said, He was more interested in looking at Hana's face than feeling the rain.

"Ah... Really, I never get tired of doing this, the more I see the more fascinated I get" said Haris who continued to stare at the face of Hana's sumringah. The reflection of light that hit the water and then gushed into Hana's face felt so beautiful. The lover's face glittered.

"When did it? Is it ever bored? I've never seen you put your hands up like this! " Hana's false protest captures Haris's intentions.

"Yes... I've done it.. hmh.. in dreamland! " Sahut Haris's. He was not lying at all, he had indeed done this in the dreamland. It was actually just a nightmare so lazy to remember.

"Yaaahhh, basic! " A punch that did not hurt at all landed on Haris' arm.

"Alright, let's feel it together" Haris placed his palm under Hana's tiny palm. The clearly larger size of his hand caused the rainwater to also fall on his periphery. Haris and Hana stared at each other, they smiled meaningfully.

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Arini. He who has fallen asleep and lost a child for 6 months feels like he has just lost. Arini stared blankly in any direction.

"Ri, I peeled the fruit, will ya? " Tanya Romi who took the knife then started peeling the red apple. Arini remained silent no one gave an answer.

"How's Haris doing, Rom? Has Haris ever visited me? " Tanya Arini's.

Hearing Arini's question, Romi put the knife he held back a little hard onto the plate. He was disappointed to hear a question that was thrown without burden from Arini's mouth.

"Hhhh, Yes. He visited you once with Hana" said Romi lazily. Arini. Although Haris visits her with Hana, at least the man still cares about her.

"Hmh, excuse me. I have to get back to work" Romi said from his seat. Arini nodded.

"Roman.... " Call Arini when the young man almost holds the doorknob.

"Yes? "

"You'll come back here again, right? " Tanya Arini was hoping. Romi was glued for a moment.

"Hm... Yep... Sure was! " Romi gives her smile and leaves Arini, leaving her all alone.

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Midnight. Romi opened the door to Ridwan's room, apparently his best friend was making a phone call with his fiancee. Romi backed off and sat in the living room. His mind is completely fucked up right now.

This man took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of the pants he had just bought. He had actually quit smoking for a long time. He tried it when he was in high school. But when he entered the police force, he had completely stopped.

Romi picked up a stick, then he started to turn on the match to light it. Just now the cigarette was going to perch in the mouth, but quickly Ridwan took it and then turned off the rocot and was dumped into a garbage can not far from their position.

"That's all we know" Lirih Romi drowned.

"Yes good dong! Continues to? "

"The gua wants to come out"

"Nyerah? Bego if you give up! 6 Months you wait for him. Waste of time, energy, savings.. Then after you kiss that? Crazy one! " Ridwan shook his head.

"Cave to what? Arini is still interested in Haris's wife. What do caves have? True said the beautiful ma'am, the cave is not appropriate for his son! " Romi lowered her head. It turns out that the touch of the beautiful bu about the treasure still imprints his heart and scratches his pride. Ridwan fell silent, he did not know what to suggest.

"Gua also did not accidentally hear the chat of the beautiful ma'am with someone on the phone, cave did not know who was chatting with. It is clear that Haris is again looking for a honey candidate for Hana. Haris must immediately have offspring to fulfill the will of his grandfather" continued Romi again.

"Huh? Ngaco! bird news! Defamation! It's not possible that Haris is. Tau cave exactly Haris. Although he could not bear it, but Haris was loyal. With his friend or wife. So it's not possible! " Ridwan laughs silly. Romi sighed.

"Haris is faithful. I know that too. If the talk that the cave heard was true, what could not Haris ga baga and would follow the wishes of his parents? In the past, Haris died right Arini his future wife just like he could, especially now? It's even easier, Ga ninggalin Hana, just add another one next to her! " Speak Romi. He can't think straight for now.

"Rom, Romi... Hear me! Haris ain't that cute. This case and story are different. Anyway, it's up to Haris to get married again or ga, it's not our domain to interfere. If Haris is married again, not necessarily Arini who will be married. Lagian Haris must have thought of your feelings too! " Ridwan tried to take the middle ground. Romi ruffled his hair rough.

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A clear morning, when the sun rises. Haris parked his car in the courtyard of the Zakaria hajj. He had promised to accompany Hana to face Hajjah Aisyah.

Together they have completed the dhuha prayer and al Waqi'ah surat tadarus at home. Hannah added the prayer and prayed that God would give her mercy to entrust a child to them.

Now Haris took Hana's hand, he took her to enter the house. In the central hall there is Ustadz Yahya, the first child of Haji Zakaria and Hajjah Asiyah who was sitting in touch with his two wives enjoying tea and snacks while giving a dish.

Maybe that's how I feel if Haris gets married again. Inner Hana. I don't know why he has trouble breathing. The first wife of Yahya ustadz was very special and really shaliha. Will I be able to be like him. Inner Hana again.

"Mas, do we not greet ustadz Yahya and his wives first? " Bisik Hana's.

"Will be home soon. Like his ustadz Yahya is giving important material to the wives" said Haris, they continue to walk until they get to the lounge of Hajj and Hajjah Zakaria.

"God's Masya... Masya Allah's... Ahlan wa sahlan ananda..." Hajj Zakaria once sumringah saw the arrival of Haris and Hana. His voice filled the room. Haris gave a reverent greeting to his adoptive father, while Hajjah Aisyah, gave Hana a hug.

"How are Abah and Ummi? " Task Haris after they are welcome to take the place.

"Thank God we're good, son, are you off today? no schedule for office entry? " Abah asked, justifying the location of his glasses.

"Yes bah, Haris off today. Alhamdulillah can invite Hana to be able to visit together here "Haris replied diplomatically. Haji Zakaria nodded his head.

"Please drink, son! Honestly, ummi invited Hana here" said Hajjah Aisyah. Haji Zakaria frowned. The wife did not tell me this before.

Suddenly one of the khadimah (household assistants) entered the room carrying a tray of herbs.

"This is for son Hana. Herbal shipment from Yemen" Ummi hinted to the khadimah to put the tray in front of Hana. Haris and Hana spontaneously looked at each other. After the khadimah passed, Hajjah Aisyah continued her sentence, saying,

"This thing you brew and then drink in the morning and night before going to bed, may barakah and bring good (children) to you"

"Ummi will give Hana a tempo of three months, God willing this powerful herb efficacy. Moreover, son Hana has been pregnant" explained Hajjah Aisyah blatantly without any awkwardness. Haris just silently listened, while Hana looked down deeply.

"If in three months nak Hana has not been pregnant, Ummi and our extended family have prepared candidates for a second wife to nak Haris"

Deg. Hana's heart was like wanting to be dislodged.

"This is your second wife's candidate" Hajjah Aisyah showed a photo of a woman in front of Haris. Hana will shed her tears.

"Mi. mi... " Haji Zakaria told his wife to stop talking.

Tak Ayal, Serta Haris rose up. His face flushed and his eyes lit up. He looked at Hajjah Aisyah fixedly, Like an object that had been doused with kerosene, the overflow of fire in his body as if ready to burn whatever was in front of him.

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