Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 131: The Impeccable Angel

Hana finds a letter from the pocket of Haris's shirt. A piece of paper with a hand inscribed with ink that has slightly worn off due to wet rain water. But the letters can still be clearly read. For this one, Hana couldn't help but be curious. For on the side of the letter is written From Yelena. Frowning, Hana slowly opened it. This woman read every sentence with nothing left. Occasionally he pauses his reading by taking a breath to neutralize the feeling.

Driitt

There was a sound coming from the bathroom door. Hana quickly folded the letter she had just finished reading. Haris came out with a wet face.

"That's what, we'll be tahajud! " Tetah Haris who saw Hana looking at him intensely unblinkingly. Haris switched to taking 2 prayer mats found on the shelf. Then spread the prayer mats right facing the qibla. Don't forget his hand took Hana's face perched there.

Hana budging. He stayed in place. Sculpting. Realizing the wife who was still not moving from her position, Haris frowned and approached.

"What's up, hm? Is anyone sick? " Tanya Haris looked at Hana's worried stomach. For a moment they stared at each other without Haris understanding what was happening.

"Darling... What's wrong? " Task Haris again. He was surprised to be worried.

Hana shakes.

"Then?"

With a quick movement Hana immediately hugged Haris. This woman hugged her husband tightly. Haris scratched his non-itchy nape. His ablution was void instantly.

"I'm sorry... wudhu her.... so...." Lirih Hana but this woman is getting her face buried into the body of the husband. Canceled late. Haris chooses to return Hana's embrace. He rubbed his wife's back lovingly.

"Want to shubuh. We pray tahajud first yes.the last third time is the best time. It's a pity that we're passing by. We also ask forgiveness for you, for me. for all Muslims...."

Deg.

"After that we will have a long conversation" Invite Haris to stretch his embrace by inviting Hana to wudhu first. There was nothing Hana could do but be stunned for a moment then hurriedly follow what Haris had set out to do.

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Gibran smiled at the row of names that would become the jury on the Musabaqah Tilawatil Qur'an later. Yep. Hana's name is listed there. That girl is capable. Her thought. But Gibran frowned when Arini's name was also listed there. Why could?

"Mas... Kok abis salat even smile of his own! Again the picture of heaven someday! " People Yura looked at the strange level of the elder sister.

"Image of heaven? Hmh... What a perfect parable! " Gibran said smiling. He nodded in agreement.

"Ih... Strange indeed...what the hell is it? " Yura was curious. He took his place beside Gibran and then wept there.

"More... Read it! " Gibran is handing out paper. Yura read and immediately understood what her only brother meant.

"Mas.... " Call Yura softly. Gibran.

"Please no longer expect Hana" Yura changed her sitting position to upright. He looked into Gibran's eyes, saying solemnly. The male Master candidate at Sidi Mohammed Ben Abdellah University was stunned. Her throat was choked.

"Mas, that's enough... It's time to move on from all the memories of the past! Yura did not want to keep getting hurt. Hana is happy... Hana is happy with Haris. Hana's really happy..." Yura. He continued to emphasize that his best friend had been happy. A tear fell down instantly.

"Especially now Hana is in the middle..... "

"Hana is pregnant with the fruit of her love with mas Haris. What a Gibran can ruin their happiness. Even if their happiness will not be disturbed, but what about their own happiness?" Yura is forced to dismantle Hana's pregnancy to make Gibran aware.

"Ha... Hana's pregnant?? "

"Mas Gibron.... They deserve to be happy. It's time to be happy" continued Yura again. Gibran again nodded. He had long forgotten what happiness is.

"Mas... Follow what Mother and Abah suggested some time ago. Lamarlah Ning Alisha's. He has returned to Indonesia. Ning Alisha was just finishing her s1 in Yemen. Yura... Ning Alisha rejected many men's proposals for waiting for Gibran"

"lisha? " Gibran frowned.

"Yes. Alisha son of Haji Abdul Wahhab led boarding school Insan Qur'ani" Sahut Yura. Gibran. It's glaring. This man has heard a lot about Alisha. The young girl who memorized the Qur'an became the target of many Gus from various ponpes. But. to propose to Alisha... Is he worth it?

"Mas... Yura please... Lamarlah Ning Alisha's... Yura... Her quality is not inferior to Hana. Yura please. Open your heart to another girl. Good people, obedient people. Insha Allah Ning Alisha is the right choice. Abah and mother are also eager to see you get married! " Yura pleaded with tears that had been spat out. Gibran's heart melted. He began to tear.

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"Why keep secrets about your pregnancy for so long, hm? " Tanya Haris whose head is resting on the lap of the wife. Hana freely pulled out a strand of straight hair Haris who had not been in the trim for a long time. They had just finished praying the congregational shuh also did the tadarus together.

"I'm sorry... Hhh... I don't know where to start... I was also worried that later mas would be anxious and go straight back to Indonesia and mess everything up. And... sure enough. mas went straight home when I heard the news of my pregnancy" complained Hana squinted.

"You're not happy I'm home, hm?"

"Son... Looky... Ummi is not happy that Abi is coming home... Does Abi have to go back to America...?" Haris' head turned towards Hana's stomach. He complained there.

"It's not so... But I'm afraid this mas return will cause new problems.if about me happy or not.... Hhh... Do I really have to say it? Can't you see that twinkle from my eyes, huh? " Hana pursed her lips.

"So you're happy? Really happy? tell me how much fun it is... " Haris got up and brought her face closer to Hana. Suddenly, this woman remembered something.

"Mas.... Who's Evelina? "

"Evelina's? Who her? I don't know! " Sahut Haris fast. This young man had indeed forgotten about the Russian girl who had met him at the hotel.

"really? Didn't you guys ever spend the night together? " Accuse Hana.

"Huh? Ka... What are you talking about? I don't understand what you're talking about. Don't fabricate! "

"Tell me you've met Evelina! "

Haris thought for a moment. But he still failed.

"Mi Amor's... What are you talking about? In America I have met many people! How could I remember it! "

"Hhhh... I don't know... Whether you're pretending or you've forgotten her... The Russian girl" said Hana.

"He did meet me in front of the hotel room! But... Do you know where Evelina came from? " Sahut Haris relax. Hana even shuffled. His face was red instantly.

"Hana... You why? He and I have no relationship. I could swear! "

"I know you have no relationship... But who is he? Why does his mother think he is so special? " Hana looked down. Haris immediately explained what he was going through at that time. Without being overstated or reduced. Hannah looked at her husband.

"I'm sorry.. Everything happens spontaneously. Do you mind if I give that 1 Billion for her, hm? " Tanya Haris. He wanted to carry Hana in his arms. But unfortunately, Hana back inching backwards.

"I don't mind at all! "

"Then? " Haris frowned. Baffled.

"Is your heart moved when you see it? " This woman is in a state of intense jealousy. He brushed off Haris' hand trying to hold her hand.

"Mi Amor's... I'm sorry..." Haris. He breathed his breath. Hana smiled bitterly.

"I admit.The natural response of my body is a little moved when I see it. But my heart is not at all. I dare not say that this is a reason to say that I am a normal man. I'll still admit it as a mistake" I'm Haris. Be honest.

"Then from that... I'm sorry...."

"Hana, I'm sorry... It happened without me asking. The woman sprayed so much Yasmin scented perfume. A fragrance that reminds me so much of you... But believe... I didn't touch that woman at all! " Haris said without a doubt.

"How could my heart be moved by it, being in here filled with love for you. This feeling cannot stop as easily as I say the word" continued Haris again trying to hug Hana. This woman did not refuse.

"Are you jealous, hm? " Hana nodded quickly.

"Actually I know I didn't do anything wrong. I know I rejected that woman. I-i know... But sorry... I still can't help but be jealous" I'm Hana.

"Mi Amor's.... So sorry... I'm sorry.that's how love is. Love is never without jealousy" said Haris peeping the top of his wife's head lovingly. Hannah gave a letter.

"I'm sorry, I was reading it"

From Yelena

O unsullied Angel, I write this short letter with tears in my eyes. Sorry if you encountered a less pleasant sentence. I'm an old, uneducated man. Sorry if this bothers you. But I have to write it down as an expression of my gratitude.

O unblemished Angel, I have heard of your brief encounter with Evelina, my only daughter. How the night you have spent together is full of joy. For that, it feels like I want to immediately meet God so that I can continue to ask for welfare for you.

O unblemished Angel.I want to continue to praise God when Evelina tells a passionate story with her silver eyes twinkle as bright as a Pearl. Evelina told me that she wanted to work for you but you refused politely saying you had a wife and could not betray her. Son, you say that when a young man like you is able to do whatever he wants but prefers to be faithful and afraid of God.

O unblemished Angel... How can I repay your good favor? How much the coffers you give open our eyes that in this world there are still people who are virtuous again full of compassion. But sorry young man, we are Russians who are indebted no matter how bad our lives are.

O unblemished Angel. After the first gift I gave. Then I'll give you a second gift. Take my daughter Evelina with you. You can make him as you like even if you want to be a slave. But I'm sure, virtuous people like you know what good values are.

As if you were an impeccable angel, I'm sure your wife must also be like a protective fairy with whom I might be this old man would calmly meet God.

Address: 5 West 88th Street, Las Vegas, 10065, The United States of America.

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"What's your next plan? " Tanya Hana when she saw Haris finished reading the letter.

"I don't have any plans"

"Then Evelina? "

"I can't accept it as anything. Even if it only works for us"

"But mas... Poor Yel..."

"Stop Hannah. In the future I don't want to worry about anything. It will only add to the problem. Tell you what, you're jealous and you're inching to reject me. What if he's with us? I can't imagine going to see your disheveled face every time! " Haris decisively tore the paper. Hana's speechless.

"Mi Amor... It's just you and me...." Haris's whisper in Hana's ear. The deliberate breathing of this young man lengthened his wife.

Deg.

Haris launched the action.

"Mas.... It's still morning... " Hana's whisper who can't hide****** just got away with it. He held down Haris's hand, which was about to take off his shirt hook.

"Hana.... Pleases.... " Smuch Haris said. This man's gaze implies everything. If this is the case, Hana can do nothing but follow the path that Haris has created. But suddenly, though,

Tok tok tok tok

Tok tok tok tok

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of the door banging so rough made Haris and Hana stunned. Outside, people are already coming. They get information that Hana put an adult male into her room. This information was given by Nilam to Layla until it reached Hajjah Aisyah's ear. Then it was blown up in such a way that the people decided to raid Hana's room.

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