Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 141: The Secret Disassembled
Seven days had Fatma left this mortal world. Leaving behind son-in-laws and relatives. Last night after the completion of the tahlilan event, Haji Zakaria advised Haris that this afternoon they gathered at the meeting hall. There is something he wants to say.
Haris walked towards the room carrying a basket of organic fruits. He stopped by the fruit shop. Haris recalled that these few days he did pay less attention to Hana and their future child. Yeah, it's all natural. The calamity that occurred did indeed absorb all the energy. It is undeniable, until now the sadness is still enveloping the space in his heart, and so is Hana. The mother-to-be of the twins was not even appetite.
Haris's mind drifted on the Nabawiyyah Shirah. In the history of the biography of the life of Prophet Muhammad SAW there is one chapter that discusses the calm of Amul Huzni, the year of sorrow for the Apostle. In that year, two people he loved in life died, namely his wife Khadijah bint Khuwailid and uncle named Abu Talib ibn ‘Abdul Muttalib or better known as Abu Talib. Being happy and sad is very human. The Messenger of Allah the chosen man can be sad, let alone he who is just an ordinary man. But this sadness should not be prolonged. Worship and the right to life must continue.
Driiiet
Haris opened the room door. He found Hana reading the Surah of Yasin. The tartil reading with the makhraj and tajwid it recites sounds very good. Haris smiled and chose to sit back on the chair until Yasin's letter reached the end.83 verses had expired Hana khataman.
“Mas... Been sitting there?” for a long time Tanya Hana wiped away the tears that were still flowing.
“Khusyuk so much that I didn't realize I was in?”
Hana looked at Haris who looked tough. The man approached him.
“Thank you, from the beginning you never stopped sending prayers to Ummi” said Haris put his palm on the back of Hana's hand.
“What did you say? It is very common for a child to send a prayer to his parents” Hana back a mouthful. The tears are back.
“Yes, You are right. I'm sorry” Haris took Hana and hugged her. He also returned to glass.
“You've eaten, hm?”
Hana shakes.
“I've guessed. I'll get it for you”
“I don't appetite anything mas”
Haris hush. He got up and took a freshly purchased Fuji Apple and peeled it off.
“You ate this first while waiting for me to get breakfast”
Hana is still shaking.
“Honey... It's been almost 10 hours and a half. We are in mourning, but you also have to pay attention to your health. Moreover, there is a baby that we must pay attention to growing. Hmh let me bribe you. Aaaaa” Haris thrusting a piece of apple into Hana's mouth. There was no choice, this woman obeyed what Haris had entrusted.
“Mas, did we not find out about..”.
“About what?”
“About Ummi” Lirih Hana Slowly.
“Entahlah. I don't think I can. The more you know it will hurt. This will make the ulcers in the liver become deeper” Tukas Haris who continue to thrust apples into the mouth of Hana.
“So?”
“I have to calm the heart first”
“But it's possible that this all really happened naturally, Mas!”
“Hhhh” Haris takes a breath and closes his eyes.
“Ya. don't worry, may your words be right” Haris smiled stroking the top of Hana's head.
“Nih, you go ahead first. Let me get you your breakfast. After that we rest and prepare to be present in the family meeting room” said Haris rose. Hana nodded.
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“Mas, is mas really going to marry Lisa?” Tanya Yura shook her head in disbelief.
“I promise to marry her” Sahut Gibran relax. He plucked a piece of wine from its stem and put it in its mouth.
“What?! Mas, don't joke!!”
“I'm not kidding”
“Mas, look at me. Are you sure?? What about Alisha? Mas, please decide well. Please please!” Yura's eyes started to glaze over. Disappointment filled the space.
“I'm sure. Lisa and Alisha are two people who love me right? So it makes no difference if I marry one of them”
“But mas, Lisa it..” Throat Yura choked. He paused his sentence.
“Aaarrgh mas, Alisha is a good woman. She's Shalaha. It is worth it for mas! He was expecting a mas! Please consider this!” Yura said in flames.
“I feel instead that I'm inappropriate for a girl like Alisha” Lirih Gibran.
“Both Lisa and Alisha, I don't know them. According to various sources, Alisha is a girl who has been guaranteed good. He memorized the Qur’an also from the descendants of the shalih. Alisha can already be independent, especially if married by Gus choice later. While Lisa, the girl is in the process of going well. If through my hands God deigns to send His help to Lisa, why would I refuse this opportunity?”
“But mas.. I ga rela” Hearing this all Yura's defenses collapse. His tears fell.
“Dear brother mas.. Do not consider this Mas-mu a holy person. God is only covering up the disgrace. Do not look at others as well. We don't know who is better in front of him. Moreover, he was willing to repent of all his mistakes in the past”
Yura remained silent. But he still could not accept what Gibran decided. As a younger brother, he only wanted the best for the only big brother he had.
"What about the feeling? Don't ignore all of that! Please please... You have to think about it well! " Say Yura still did not give up.
"alright. I will pray istikharah. Let God guide the way of my life" Gibran said expressionlessly. He himself is in a dilemma. Knowing Hana is suffering because of Lisa's feelings towards her, makes her spirit to marry Lisa go up many times. He did not know whether his actions were purely due to conscience or indeed because of Hannah. Gibran's heart felt numb. Heart melos.
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Haris and Hana entered the room. The couple looks matching in matching colored clothes. Hana is getting more graceful with pastel-colored gamis. His stomach was already slightly raised, only the loose robe he was wearing covered it all.
Haris pulled out a chair for Hana to sit in, only after he took his place. Not to forget, Haris pierced the surface of Aqua glass with a straw and then he thrust it into Hana.
“Minum..”.
Hana took the drink and sipped it to the end.
“Again?”
Hana shakes. His eyes were on Yahya and his two wives. There looked Ustadzah Layla who was chatting coolly with her husband. While Ustadzah Iqlima can only look down with an occasional turn to the right and left. Seeing her, Hana felt very upset. Unknowingly he clasped Haris' hand.
“Why are you, hm?”
“If mas polygamy, will it still treat me well?” Whisper Hana suddenly. The mood's turning bad. He pulled his hand and then rubbed his protruding stomach.
“Ssssstttt, don't talk carelessly. You already know the answer. That will never happen” Sahut Haris also whispered.
Suddenly Someone present later entered the room. He took his place beside Iqlima. They were separated by two empty seats.
“Gus Haris.. Ning Hana” Sapa who is none other than Ustadz Ilyas. He is a cousin of Haris. More precisely, Ilyas' mother was the older sister of Haris' mother, while Haji Muhaimin (his father) was a close friend of Haji Zakaria. Like Ustadz Yahya, he was also the primary caretaker of the boarding school that his great-grandfather founded.
“Masya Allah, Ahlan wa sahlan Ustadz Ilyas!” Sahut Haris with face sumringah. Although his face was bright, but the sadness still emanated there.
Ustadz Ilyas replied with a similar smile and turned to his right side.
“Ustadz Yahya.. Ustadzah Iqlima.
“Ya...” Answered Ustadz Yahya flat then saw Iqlima who responded to Ustadz Ilyas greeting with a smile. Layla saw him growled. Ustadz Ilyas may have forgotten his existence.
“How are you doing?”
“Alhamdulillah.. as seen, I very well” Sahut Iqlima down.
Damnit. Ilyas is still looking for Iqlima. Ustadz Yahya's. He immediately clenched his hand.
“Heemm... Assalamu’alaikum Warahmatullahi wa Baarakaatuh” Haji Zakaria opened today's meeting with greetings.
“Thank you for fulfilling the invitation. As mentioned in the beginning, we gather together here to discuss what Fatma left behind, her will to the heir. I as an elder here will lead the way of the meeting, it is expected that all things will be bright and clear”
“According to religious advice. In fact, the property left behind by the late house is a trust that must be immediately fulfilled or handed over to the rightful owner. So delaying the division is tantamount to insecurity. Such an attitude was like taking a treasure that did not belong to him. It also tends to play tricks on the property of others. Though we are commanded to be trustworthy," said Haji Zakaria authoritatively. Haris looked down on the tears.
“This is as Allah SWT said in the letter of An-Nisa verse 58:
إِنَّ ٱللَّهَ يَأْمُرُكُمْ أَن تُؤَدُّوا۟ ٱلْأَمَٰنَٰتِ إِلَىٰٓ أَهْلِهَا وَإِذَا حَكَمْتُم بَيْنَ ٱلنَّاسِ أَن تَحْكُمُوا۟ بِٱلْعَدْلِ ۚ إِنَّ ٱللَّهَ نِعِمَّا يَعِظُكُم بِهِۦٓ ۗ إِنَّ ٱللَّهَ كَانَ سَمِيعًۢا بَصِيرًا
"Surely, Allah commands you to send a message to those who deserve it, and (make you) to establish a law among men so that you may establish it justly. Verily Allah has given you the best of instruction. Verily Allah is All-hearing, All-seeing."
"In the letter of Al-Anfal verse 27 Allah SWT also said:
يَٰٓأَيُّهَا ٱلَّذِينَ ءَامَنُوا۟ لَا تَخُونُوا۟ ٱللَّهَ وَٱلرَّسُولَ وَتَخُونُوٓا۟ أَمَٰنَٰتِكُمْ وَأَنتُمْ تَعْلَمُونَ
"O you who believe, do not betray Allah and the Messenger (Muhammad) and (also) do not betray the trust entrusted to you, while you know."
The apostle asserts that the unbeliever belongs to the hypocrites. The hypocrites will receive punishment from Allah SWT.
آيَةُ الْمُنَافِقِ ثَلَاثٌ إِذَا حَدَّثَ كَذَبَ وَإِذَا وَعَدَ أَخْلَفَ وَإِذَا اؤْتُمِنَ خَانَ
"Signs of hypocrites are three: When speaking lies, can promise injury, and if trusted treason.” (Bukhari and Muslim HR).
" One of the Khadimah who has served for decades in Almarhumah Fatma said that he had made a video of the will. So before assigning heirs based on religious knowledge, it is better we see and hear what will the late Fatma convey” said Haji Zakaria. All those present listened intently to the charismatic Ulama that was before them.
“This is in my hand there is a Flash Disk containing a will video. Let's go see it together. After that we decide rightfully. Please play, Son!” Order Haji Zakaria to IT experts.
Video is also played. All gazes turned to the screen that was connected to a projector. Suddenly it looks like Blank. The ant dots decorate there.
“Please in settings again, Son!” Haji Zakaria returns. The relatives were impatient to hear the last words of Fatma before she died.
The video continues to run in black which still has not found the light. The video arrived at the 53rd second. But suddenly, though,
Please eliminate Hasbi Abdurrahman. Anyhow. Disappear it. The sound of Hajjah Aisyah filled the room.
Everyone is shaken. Hajjah Aisyah was surprised not to be confused. The Hasbi Abdurrahman he mentioned was Haris' real father.
“Turn off the video!!! Power off!!!” Pekik hajjah Aisyah gave the order. Like dejavu. Those present seemed to be back watching with Eva Lalisa's rotten video playback but this time in a different version.
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