Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 138: Acceleration of Missing
Haris coming out of the bathroom was complete with her pajamas. This young man was preparing to sleep. But he frowned when he saw the wife had not changed clothes since finishing dinner last night. Hana instead sat daydreaming in front of her makeup glass.
“Why are you, hm?”
“I think about Iqlima”
“Mbak Iqlima?”
“Yes. I can't imagine what if I were in his position.” Sahut Hana with a sad face. Haris knows where this conversation is going. She hugged Hana.
“We don't know how the real Mbak Iqlima household is. Thinking about the uncertain will worsen mood and health, nor will it ever meet its end. If we just think about it, we are afraid that we will even be prejudiced. Even if his situation is really as it seems, it is also not our domain to think about it” Haris said cautiously. Actually he wanted to tell Hana not to interfere in the household affairs of their brother and sister-in-law.
“Males are indeed insensitive yes!” Hana manyun. The woman who was currently having an overly sensitive feeling was suddenly turning badmood. Haris smiles. He took Hana's pajamas from the closet and then thrust them.
“Nih, Change clothes first.”.
Hana budging. He held her hand on his waist.
“Sorry darling..”
“For today, it has been the umpteenth time mas apologized” Sahut Hana with a tangled face.
“I was wrong a lot. So I'm sorry... And it always will be. Again and again” Say Haris softly.
“Mas ngeselin! ”
“You're ngangenin!” Reply Haris quickly.
“Ih. I seriously. Don't try to seduce me. I won't be tempted” Sahut Hana ketus. Haris shook his head. Then took Hannah's hand leading her to stand.
“Habibati... La taghdhab.... Already angry. So heaven for you, hm? Now change clothes and we sleep” Invite Haris to start removing Hana's veil. He took the cotton that was on the table and wet it. He slowly squeezed the water in the cotton and applied it to Hana's face. Just like his wife used to do.
“Mas can you know how to clean makeup on the face?” Tanya Hana finally smiled.
“Before going to bed you often do this, right?” Sahut Haris relax.
“Yes, it's true. It turned out that mas was secretly paying attention to this little thing huh. Great one!” Puji Hana's. Haris just smiled and resumed his activities.
“But…. Pppppffffff pppppffff” Hana held back her laughter.
“But what?”
“I usually use a special facial cleanser instead of ordinary water.
“Ha? Did ya? Which facial cleanser?” Haris researched one by one the make up remover that was on the table.
“This one is? Or this one?” Show Haris with a confused face.
“Hehe. Its alright. Besides I don't wear bold make up” Hana smiled anxiously at Haris' facial expression. The attention of the husband has increased many times since he became pregnant.
“You yes... Already praised as high as the sky but then it was thrown back to earth” said Haris put cotton and then began to pull down the zipper Hana clothes.
“Mas want what?!”
“Ya helped you change clothes.. What else is it?” Sahut Haris relax.
“Not necessary. I can replace it myself” Sahut Hana fast. He rushed to the bathroom.
“Honey... Be careful... slow down the road!” Haris gave a warning. He reaches Hana before she gets to the bathroom. He immediately raised his wife ala bridal style.
“Mas... Let me change clothes first!”
“After I think lightning, why do you bother changing clothes if later also will.”.
“Later also will what?!” Hana frowned as Haris slowly put her body onto the mattress.
“You forgot that tonight is Friday night’at?” Haris smiled revealing his neat rows of teeth while raising an eyebrow.
“Wah. Jum’at Mubaarak! Pantes from the end of Maghrib was reading surah al-Kahfi. Like him I also have to post a post!” Sahut Hana tries to get up but Haris hand manages to prevent it.
“Then... if Friday night is sunnah what?”
“Yes.... Read al-Kahfi” Sahut Hana again. He was still twitching his eyes to struggle to swallow the saliva to see the eyes of Haris who was so intimidating. The men are closing their distance.
“Have learned the Qurrotul Uyun book, right?” The warm air blowing on her earlobe makes Hana crumble. This is not the first time. It's been the umpteenth time. But Haris always managed to make him feel nervous.
"......... Mi Amor's... I want you. It's been a long time since missed it always fails to boil down" Haris' sad gaze was again seen. In this Pesantren environment, their time together is indeed so limited.
"..... "
"...... "
Ddrrrrrttt drrrrttt
“Mas, no messages!”
“Let's just”
The phone still vibrates and rings.
“Mas.
"Hmm" Haris really didn't want to care about it. But the ringing felt more disturbing.
"Mas.... "
“Hhhh” Haris move lazy. He turned off his phone after reading the message.
"From who? " Tanya Hana was worried to see Haris's changed face. The man got out of bed. His breath slightly stiffened to balance the rhythm of the air coming in and out of his chest cavity.
"Mas... Where are you going? "
"Drink" Sahut Haris fast.
"Nih.. you also drink" Haris thrusts a bottle of mineral water after unsealing before her first. He sat on the edge of the bed.
"Yes..."
"Hm? "
"Mas why? " Tanya Hana was confused. He saw Haris's unpleasant flat face.
"Hhhh Deringan phone earlier made Tired me beyond the limits of logic. Even though it was in plain sight, the feeling increasingly gnawed at me with the endless acceleration of longing. Love is like a cold-blooded poet who can scratch. In the interval that separated many desires, I was in two mental waves" Haris said looking at Hana with an incomprehensible gaze.
"Sleep... I have to go..." Haris said in the end. The young man got up, pecked Hana briefly on the forehead and then came out of the room leaving the wife who was sculpting. Her husband is so unexpected.
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"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... Excuse me Abah Haji... It's a letter from Indah's mother Setya Ningsih" Khadim Anwar handed out a letter. Haji Zakaria took it after re-embedding the glasses that had been opened before her.
"Waalaikum... Thank You" Hajjah Aisyah's face was deathly pale.
"Ummi why? Abah asked why not answer? " Haji Zakaria asked again. The envelope he opened.
"yeah... "
"Hm? "
"His letter... "
"Why with the letter? "
"Let Ummi help you read it" Hajjah Aisyah bit her lower lip anxiously. His hand almost grabbed the letter from the grasp of Hajj Zakaria.
"No need Mi... These are Abah's eyes still bright. Ummi just sit here" Haji Zakaria patted the empty seat next to him. Hajjah Aisyah's throat was completely blocked. Cold sweat washed down the square veil he was wearing.
"Well, the letter will be read tomorrow. U... Ummi wants to talk... " Hajjah Aisyah said in panic. But the husband did not say what he said. With one move, the letter was read. Hajjah Aisyah could only resign while closing her eyes. His heart beat seemed to have stopped. Hajjah Aisyah did not dare to look at the face of Hajj Zakaria who was researching the reading of the letter seriously.
"Oh... Dik Indah invites cooperation"
"A what bah? Cooperation?? "
"Yes Mi... He wants to justify a plot of land covering an area of 2.5 hectares for the expansion of pesantren" explained Haji Zakaria.
"Hhhh Alhamdulillah's... " Hajjah Aisyah breathed a sigh of relief. Almost had his heart torn out of place.
"Why is this ummi? What's the problem with Dik Indah? "
"Ti. there is no bah... Thank God if Dik Indah wants to justify the land for the benefit of the people. May his intention be fulfilled"
"Yes Mi. Alhamdulillahot... Yes already. Abah wants to read the book first"
"Good Bah" Sahut Hajjah Aisyah returned to her seat again. But had not been able to sit down, watsapp message from bu Indah floated to the mobile phone screen in his hand. Slowly Hajjah Aisyah opened it.
The letter in the hands of Mas Haji was only the beginning... Hopefully not to make nervous tension kak Hajjah 🙂 If the letter about the rotten kak Hajjah along with his embel2 will certainly follow soon if Haris and Arini do not manage to get married! Or like it will be more fun if Mas Haji makes me the second wife~ We can often meet and nostalgia about the past yes. hehe 😇🙏
Hajjah Aisyah's body stiffened. A message that can not be called short it managed to make his body hot cold. He staggered perfectly.
"Mi, let Abah take you to the room. It seems Ummi is really unwell! " Haji Zakaria carefully led Hajjah Aisyah into the room. He breathed into the air with a slight shake.
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Roni had been waiting in front of the gate of the Zakaria hajj residence. This loyal assistant awaits Haris who gives impromptu orders. Haris is more comfortable doing everything with Roni in comparison with other Assistants.
"Rone... Drive the car to Prisoner~ Take me to Eva Lalisa. There Ustadz Yahya and Mbak Iqlima have been waiting. You call Romi. I need him now! " Detach Haris without a stale base.
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