Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 152: The Gate of Death
Haris went straight out of the room after sending a message to Hana. He did not wait for his wife to reply to the message to be willing to wait for his presence in the apartment. This young man immediately shot into the parking lot.
Haris almost touched the doorknob of the car but the vibration on the mobile phone made his movement stop. Hana replied to the message after a few minutes.
King, I'm not in the apartment. You don't have to come here! I'll see you later. The reply from Hana made Haris frown.
The king?
"Hmmpppfffff ppppffffff Hahaha" Haris laughed amusedly.
It could be that Hana made a surprise return the call unfortunately called King. Though if you remember, all this time Hana never once returned the message call. Different from her blunt self, Hana is indeed not the type of person who can easily admit feelings. But Haris can see all of Hana's love and sincerity for her from gestures. And this King call, although it sounds strange Haris should still appreciate it.
The rain has changed. His rinai-rinai form seepage point water that spreads on the shirt. Haris also denied the intention to return to the apartment. He chose to wait in the room while waiting for news of certainty from Romi.
“Assalamu’alaikum Gus..” Greet a woman. Harris turned.
“Wa’alaikusalam.”.
“Sorry Gus Haris, I Nilam santri this cottage. There was a message from Ummi and Abah Ning Hana to contact him. Gus Haris number is gone from contact, while Ning Hana number no one raised!” Said Nilam giving his sweet smile.
“Good, thank you!”
“Hmh wait!” Haris, who had turned back, called Nilam.
“Ya Gus?”
“Tomorrow if there is Amanah, tell the men to tell me!” Pinta Haris is expressionless. He passed leaving Nilam who was pecking with a gawking face.
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“How? What's the reply from Haris?” Tanya Beautiful vigilant. This woman was still putting the blade on Hana's delicate face.
“Haris reply okay. He will wait in the room” replied Ingrid smiling popping smirk. Hana closed her anxious eyes.
“Haha good.. It seems that even if you spend the life of this woman, her fate will be the same as when you spend the life of Hasbi. Everything will look natural too. Our position will continue to be safe!” Beautiful Talk to Ingrid. Hana widened her eyes. I can't believe what I just heard. It turns out that the death of Abah Hasbi was not due to a work accident, not a natural disaster but was planned with a woman who was considered like her own mother. Ingrid is like Lisa. Maybe even more cruel.
“Why??!! Why are you doing it?!!” Shouted Hana beaver. The blade shifted to slash the skin of his cheek. Hana's heart is hot. Chests rumbling. The pain from the knife incision was no longer felt because his heart was already much more painful than just an incision.
Test Test Test Test
Fresh blood dripped from Hana's face. Her drops regarding the peach robe formed a pattern.
“Good... Let me explain to you to understand..” Inggrid walks over. He took the position of Indah who from the beginning continued to be near Hana.
“Do you know that Abdurrahman is the one who broke my family? My whole family became homeless because of the business that continues to skyrocket. Abdurrahman has a lot of business. He has companies in the field of textiles, transportation, furniture, telecommunications, and property. Our family only had one. It will also move forward. But without feeling, Abdurrahman cut it down until all costumers moved to him!” Terang Inggrid plays knife in hand. His hoarse voice filled the soundproof room.
“So, I am also happy to send her child to the afterlife so that she knows how it is. As long as I live, I will make her offspring suffer!” Inggrid said grimly. He held onto Hana's shoulder, made the pregnant woman stand up and threw her back on the teak seat.
“Awww Astaghfirullaah Hana complaining. Body's in pain. His bones are crumbling. His lower abdomen was in immeasurable pain. The blood coming from his cheeks was still dripping netes. Hana felt dizzy.
“Ma... Mama Inggrid... A.. I consider mama like my own mother, and Lisa like my own sister” Hana stammered with pain. Voice weakened.
“Ck ck's. You're too innocent Hana! You really didn't do anything. But unfortunately you are Haris' wife. Things are not favorable to you. Just Hasbi who loves Fatma all out, Haris also loves you with all his body soul. And this is a good opportunity for me to make Haris suffer. Abdurrahman's children will surely suffer if you lose your child too! Hahahaha” Inggrid laughed. The label of the graceful woman that had been pinned to him had shed instantly.
O Allah. Behold, I was persecuted by them. But I will fight for the Trust You give me, the children who are in my womb. I'm gonna endure all this pain. But if indeed my time to face You has come, ask the servant. Strengthen Ummi also Abah. Protect them all from the evil and wickedness of creatures. Pinta Hana's heart. The tears are flowing.
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The rain is back down. The Rinaya brings all the flavors. The aroma defies the heart. By the decree of the King in the King, the Angel Michael obeyed whatever he was told. Including filling the bentala with water derived from lamgit.
Just now Haris closed the conversation with her mother-in-law through a mobile phone line. They talk briefly.
“Dear boy, Ummi misses Hana. Missed you. Also remembered the grandchildren of Ummi. Are you all healthy?” Those are the words he first said. The next sentence discusses his feelings that are suddenly on the edge of anxiety.
Haris calms her mother-in-law's heart by saying that Hana is fine. They also just did an ultrasound at the obstetrician. Remarks available show all in good health wal ‘afiyat. Their talks closed with the promise of Haris who will take Hana to play at Ummi and Abah Amir's house this afternoon.
Haris repeatedly called Hana but her phone could not be reached. Maybe the battery ran out. But as Haris remembered last night he had fully charged Hana's mobile phone. Things he always does routinely.
Haris put his hand to his chin. Thinks. In addition to the problem of Hana's cell phone that can not be contacted, Honestly speaking with her mother-in-law slightly disturbed her. Haris was so worried. Even if he went to the apartment now, this would take a long time. He will spend 45 minutes on the journey. It was also an all-out speeding. They are afraid they will just be on the road. But not meeting each other. At once Haris thought of a way to contact Hana. He thinks hard.
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On Inggrid's orders, Hana is dragged by a paid bodyguard to the outer balcony. The atmosphere of the Apartment on the 17th floor that should be conducive becomes increasingly uncontrollable. Hana tried to thrash with all the power she still had. Not that no one passed Lalang outside, but the soundproof apartment made people unable to hear anything that happened inside.
Balcony doors opened.
Wuuussss
The strong wind that blows makes their clothes follow the direction of the wind motion like a fluttering flag. Hana's condition is disheveled. The hood is sloping. A child's hair poking out covered part of his eyes.
The heavy rain that returned caused the cold to bite even more. Nature comes with all its resources. Occasionally lightning flashed in the gray sky. Hana who from the beginning could not stand the cold weather shivering. Her lips are blue. Perih because of the incision and the body that feels crumpled is increasingly unspeakable.
Down there rarely seen people passing by. Perhaps people would rather be curled up under a blanket than braving the rain. Beautiful and Inggrid smiled happily at each other seeing Hana who was getting tormented. Their dreams did indeed render the woman before him helpless before ushering him to the gates of death.
“Thank God... We are still kind enough not to torture you all out! I was thinking about making a barrage of wounds on your body by putting hot iron!” Inggrid raised his hand. He clamped Hana's chin firmly.
“But... After thinking about doing that will only add to the police work to autopsy you later!” Further again. Hana was dragged towards the edge. Now the woman is no longer fighting. His legs drooped no longer able to support his weight.
“As Hasbi died from falling from a height, you will also feel the same way!” It's beautiful to make a sound. Like masked psychopaths, they do not want to give any loopholes of mercy.
“After finishing you.. Next is Haris' turn, but his journey may be a bit longer. We have to take control of Abdurrahman's entire estate first. So that the old man could cry satisfied in hell!”
Laa Haula wa Laa Quwwata
Laa ilaa ha illallah Muhammad the Prophet
Amidst the helplessness and death threat before her eyes, Hana continued to recite the sentence in her heart. Hoping that if he dies, Allah will take his life in the state of Husnul Khatimah. The angelic shadow of Izrail seemed to approach towards him. Hana was in a completely resigned state. The gray sky with thick rolling clouds was describing his current condition.
“We must move quickly and clean it as perfectly as possible so as not to sniff the police force!” Inggrid.
“You've deleted all our fingerprints, right?” Beautiful Tanya. Inggrid.
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