Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 147: Meeting in Humaira Park

Bustanul Jannah Pesantren Cottage as usual. Indoor and outdoor activities run as they should. The classroom is filled with students who are learning.

The atmosphere on the field is also not less crowded. Class brothers who are waiting for the graduation announcement to play foot ball or volleyball to fill empty activities.

Arini's white CRV enters the gate. The car driven by Romi stopped right in the parking lot. As promised, they will make a pilgrimage to visit Haris and Hana. A hand fruit parcel and a flower bucket have been prepared. They agreed to each take one of them.

Romi turned off the engine and rushed down and opened the side of the door next to Arini. This young man extended his hand.

“I can go down by myself” Ketus Arini.

“Good. I just want to make it easy for you”

Arini stopped after closing the door. He seemed doubtful. Romi who kept walking finally turned his head.

“What's up?”

“You alone have been treated. I wait here”

“There may be I left you alone here. C'mon!” Bring Romi.

Arini flinching. He was still in his place without moving.

“Are you nervous? Be calm. There's me! We are here intending to defend ourselves not for anything else!” Romi took Arini's hand and then held it. Then this man led his wife to enter the grounds of the Zakaria hajj residence.

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In the room, Haris had just finished taking a shower and got dressed. Followed by Hana who was drying her hair using a hair-dryer. The clothes this woman still wears. Haris looked at every detail of what his wife was doing. Everything always looks beautiful in her eyes. This father-to-be got up. She held her hand to Hana from behind. Then do not hesitate to stick his nose in the open neck niche. He breathed in the pheromones there. The fragrance that always makes him miss.

“Mas... Mas Romi must be waiting for us” Hana reminded while preventing Haris who was loosening the knot of the towel.

“Romi has not arrived yet. I'm also not sure if he's really going to be here with his wife” Sahut Haris of origin. He was getting his embrace.

“Hhhh dear... The movement you did earlier really whipped my spirit. Its ferromagnetic ripples are small in continue. Like a stylistic copel with infinite angular speed, it continues to resonate expecting a reply” Bisik Haris pretends to complain with a face that is clear and pretentious.

“Yeee. Though I did not do any movement” Protests Hana mendelik.

“Yahh.… I'm trying to be a poet. It's hard to impress you... Hmh, honey, do I have to turn into Peter Parker in the Spiderman series and save the world first and touch your heart, huh?” Haris. But he still refused to loosen his arms.

"Haha... Pujangga is a poet but look at the situation and conditions also dong, Mas! We have to shower again... If Romi and his wife come, it's not funny!" Hana laughed off. Those neat teeth look even more adorable.

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Romi and Arini went hand in hand. The hand with the ring around his ring finger was still Romi held. The wind made their veils and clothes waving. Romi and Arini manage to make the passerby Lalang so wonder who is the matching couple who stopped by their place.

“Assalamu’alaikum, we want to meet with Haris” Said romi asking permission from the gate officer.

“Waalaikumsalam, “Sorry. With whom?”

“I Romi, I came with my wife”

“Hmh, want to see Gus Haris? Have you made an appointment before?”

“Alhamdulillah already”

“Baik” Gate clerk connect phone on Haris. They had a short conversation.

“Order Gus Haris, come in and wait a while in the park. He and Ning Hana will follow. Let me drop!” Ucar officers direct Romi and Arini to the destination. Since the misunderstanding involving Haris who secretly entered Hana's room after returning from America, security at the residence of Haji Zakaria was tightened to avoid unwanted things.

The garden looks lonely. This park is a private park that is specially built by Haji Zakaria for Hajjah Aisyah. The garden whose flowers were planted directly by the burly hands of a man who had never played the ground before. Never did any heavy work. But in order to attract the hearts of loved ones, he was willing to fight to make a garden become real. Because it was heard in his ear that the Humaira was so fond of flowers.

Although this is a special park, but families, relatives and guests can still access it. Until now, the park is filled with various types of flowers that have bloomed perfectly.

“Please mas, mbak.. Wait a minute here” Officers let Romi and Arini take place. A teak wood gazebo with a fairly wide woven roof is in the middle of the garden.

Arini walked to the outskirts of the Gazebo staring blankly at the beautiful flowers that had a fragrant smell. His mind even grazed anxiously waiting for Haris' presence.

“It's so beautiful huh?” Father Romi stood beside him.

“I..Iya..”.

“I want us to do a selfie can?” Ask Romi. Arini seemed to think, then nodded slowly. Romi took the phone out of his pocket excited.

“Close”

“Too far. Your face does not look”

“Before...” Romi embraces Arini's shoulder.

“Smileee... one... two... Cekrek!” Romi repeatedly took their photos. Initially Arini's face only showed a flat expression. But the expression slowly changed with a smile and spoiled movements.

From a distance, Haris and Hana approached while staring at each other. They did not expect that the wife Romi mentioned was Arini. It turned out that Romi had managed to conquer the heart of his noble woman so quickly.

“Hemmm” Haris. Hana Sumringah saw two lovebirds who looked like they were drunk in a dormitory.

“Mas Haris?” Caught. Arini is a wave. He moved to improve his appearance.

“Masya Allah... the newlyweds... As her our presence is very disturbing! but really don't you - ngundang us!” Goda Haris. He lightly punched Romi's left shoulder.

“Hehe. New wedding siri. Pray that soon it can be inaugurated” Sahut Romi scratched his nape.

“Aamiiin ya Rabb.. Ga any marriage siri first, marriage should be synchronized. May Allah make it easy for the inauguration process”

“Wah... Congratulations Mas Romi, Mbak Arini. Baarakallahu lakuma wa baaraka ‘alaikuma wa jama’a baina kumaa fii khayr” Hana congratulated.

“Thank you for your kind prayer, Hana!” Sahut Arini glanced at Hana's stomach. Pregnant twins do make the stomach becomes larger than its size should be. Arini's face turned soft.

Romi sat down near Haris. Arini and Hana were taking places a little far apart. They're talking to each other. Haris and Romi especially. While Hana, he had the initiative to invite Arini to talk. Unfortunately, the wife of Romi was reluctant.

“What does all this have to do with Lisa?”

“I'm not sure”

“Didn't it coincide with Lisa's escape from a holding cell?”

“Yes. But all of this isn't that easy. I also do not know for sure whether this is a pure heart attack or there is a trigger” Sahut Haris slow but sharp.

“I've found a new fact. But it's all related to....." Haris paused his sentence. He felt bad to discuss about the beautiful ma'am being Arini here.

"With what? "

"Hm... Romi, it seems like I have to go back to bothering you and Ridwan! Ah, I've always disturbed your peace"

“Do not talk like that. You can count on me whenever you want. During school and college, you always existed morally and materially but never complained until I became what I am now. We are friends, after all. Don't hesitate" Sahut Romi patted Haris' shoulder.

"alright. I'll send the letter to your email. You can learn it when you're free. No hurry. I understand how the newlyweds feel! " Haris glaring at romi.

"Haha"

"I'll send you a honeymoon ticket. Ask Arini which country he wants to go to! "

"Haris, you're wasting your money so much! "

"Look easy. We are friends! Don't hesitate... " Haris reversed Romi's words. They laugh together.

Arini looked at the conversation of the two men with faces that were difficult to decipher.

"Mr... Drink it please" said Hana.

"Bak Arini's... "

"Mr... " Call Hana not to give up.

"Eh yeah? "

"Please drink mbak! "

"Thank you" said Arini flatly. This woman took a drink but still set her eyes on the two friends who looked very familiar. Hana scrunched her forehead.

"Let's join them! " Get Arini up. He took Hana's hand without asking for her consent.

"Haris, we gotta get back. It seems like Arini has another agenda after this. I'm waiting for your email as soon as possible!" Romi said when he saw Arini moving closer.

"Mas... I'd like to talk to Mas Haris for a minute. May it? " Tanya Arini suddenly. But his eyes looked into Hana's eyes.

"Say... What can I help you with?" Sahut Haris relax.

"I want us to talk. Just there. Both. Just sec... " Arini pointed to the small gazebo next to their gazebo. Romi's face changed.

"Hm... Excuse me... L'm... "

"This is important mas.... just for a moment.. Can Hana? "

Hana just kept quiet. Then he nodded in agreement. Haris was still in place. He looked at Hana who was then accompanied by a nod.

Haris and Arini walked a bit away. But their appearance and movement are still well monitored by Romi and Hana.

"What's wrong? What do you want to say? "

"Mas, I'm married.. "

"I'm happy"

"But I don't... I suffer because I remember you more... I can't even get close to Romi because your shadow is always present. I thought this marriage...."

"Arini, if you're asking me just to say nonsense, I'm sorry to follow you here!" Haris is about to move.

"Mas.. Wait... ! "

"Hhhh sorry.. okay. I already know that mas will not mengubrisku... Actually, I want us to talk 'cause I want to beg you for something"

"Whatis that? "

"I beg you not to punish my mother..." Arini cupped both hands. Romi who saw the movement wondered. Is it possible that Arini invited Haris to turn over? Ah where is possible.

"Hana, are you jealous to see them? " Tanya Romi who saw Hana did not blink followed the motion of the husband.

"No. I believe in my husband" Sahut Hana firmly.

It looks like Arini took something out of her bag.

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