Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 24: Congratulations on Your Marriage
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One message goes to no wattsapp Yura,
“Assamu’alaikum Ra, today is busy ga? Meet up yuk” Hana.
Yura smiled. Early in the morning his best friend invited him to meet. He immediately called Hana.
“Tumben ni early in the morning meet” Yura greeted after Hana picked up the phone from her.
“Iya, I need your help. Actually I want to take Gibran to meet. I want to solve all the problems that exist so as not to drag on, Ra”
Yura long silent.
“Ra, Yura Haloo. Halo”
“Ah Yes. Goody. I agree, this matter should not be allowed to drag on. But. hhhhh” Yura let out a long sigh. His tone sounded very lethargic.
“But why Ra?”
“I from yesterday did not communicate with Gibran mas, Han”
“Ha? Yes Rabb, why? Are you guys marahan?” Hana was surprised to hear Yura's statement, because all this time the brothers looked very well together. Even sometimes Hana feels jealous seeing their closeness.
“I also don't know why Gibran. Since yesterday after meeting at the cafe with mas Ridwan, the attitude of mas Gibran became very strange”
“Whimsy how?”
“Ya so. Just silence. Quiescent. And diam”
“You tried asking why?”
“Already, but the word is not why-why. Just want to be alone and happy. So”
“What's up with Gibran mas. What may be no longer healthy”
Yura sniffed her shoulder even though it was invisible to Hana.
“Then I will contact Gibran”
“Good. Maybe if with you the attitude of Gibran mas will be different”
“Please do’a ya Ra, really I can't stand a situation like this”
“Iya, I know. You calm down. Allahu ma’ana, God with us, Han”
“Syukran station. The Jazakillah Khairal Jaza. You are indeed the best”
Hana and Yura ended their conversation.
***
Gibran just finished performing the dhuha prayer and read al-Qur’an surah al-Waqiah when Hana contacted him.
“Assalamu’alaikum mas”
“Wa’alaikumsalam, what is Hana?” gibran answered across the street.
“Sorry to interrupt, will you have time? I want us to meet. Something I want to talk about”
“Speak now. I heard it” Gibran's voice sounded raucous yet firm.
“True. I'm sick” Gibran said. My soul hurts Hana!! Lirih. Gibran tried hard to hide the sadness that befell him.
“Syafakallah mas, thahuuhun insya Allah. Then God willing tomorrow I will swipe mas”
“Are you coming to visit with your husband too?” Gibran was sarcastic to the point.
“Maa.. mas mean how yes? Hana started shaking. It turned out that Gibran knew of his marriage.
“You don't have to cover it anymore Hana. I've figured it out. I know you secretly married without telling me. Tega you toyed with me, toying with my sincere intentions to you” Gibran began to be unable to control the turbulent emotions in his heart. The voice he was holding was slightly raised.
“Mas, sorry. I can explain everything. Listen to me, I've been trying to get in touch…. ”
“Nothing to explain Hana. Baarakallah's. Congratulations on your marriage. May you be happy forever. Pray for me to stay sane through the tough days of following your game” Gibran cut Hana's talk. He could no longer continue this conversation, even just to hear Hana's voice it felt like he would explode and melt. Too hurt the wound that Hana cut.
Tuuuut…
“Mas, hello. Mas..” Hana started crying. The phone has Gibran turned off. He tried to get back to Gibran. Call denied. She did not give up, Hana called Gibran again and finally, she said,
The number you are going to is either inactive or out of range. Try a few more moments.
Hana could only cry, her heart hurt like a sharp slicing knife. Gibran did not listen to him. Not letting him explain anything. Gibran did not know how much he had the same pain. Maybe even more. Hana was sitting on the floor. He hopes for a miracle
happen. Wish this was all just his nightmare. Although all is impossible and only his imagination. Allah, Allah, Allah.
***
Haris is in his office. Early in the morning he had delivered his mother back to her residence. It's not that he and Hana aren't trying to prevent mom from staying and settling down with them any longer, just
just mummy wants to go home. Not also because the mother is not at home, but this afternoon the mother has a weekly routine review that is dear if a day is missed. Moreover, the discussion of fiqhnya continuous, so it can not be abandoned.
Haris was pensive for a moment in front of his computer desk. He recalled last night's incident. He and Hana are in a very close position. Being close to a woman is so fun. Haris who has never experienced dating experience like a young man dating, feels a new atmosphere. Will being around women always be fun? If so, why does he feel uncomfortable when he is near his female friends. Is it because Hana is halal for him or maybe because he already feels comfortable with the girl. Huft. But there was something stuck in him.
Last night, that night it was almost their lips touching, almost a little more. But Hana turned her face away. He looked nervous with a reddened face but clearly the woman rejected him. Haris' feelings became chaotic. The fact that he was rejected by his own wife makes this a challenge for him. He wants to try it again. He meant he really wanted the girl. He's getting curious. Indeed Hana does not love him, they are betrothed and do not know each other. But what's wrong if she just slightly pleases her husband. Pleasing husband's heart? Ah I don't know. Haris ruffled her non-itchy hair.
“Mas, why such a confused person?” Sapa Hanum a coworker who used to be crazy about Haris.
“Ah no. This I'm looking to continue my work”
“This coffee for mas” Hanum handed over a cup of coffee to Haris
“Thank You Hanum. Next time don't bother. I can take it myself”
“Don't bother mas, I was all through” Hanum put on his best smile.
“Then again thank you” Haris wants to continue his work, but he sees Hanum does not move from the original point the girl stands.
“What's there more Hanum?”
“Ehm no mas”
“Oiya, if you have any household problems do not hesitate to contact me yes, I am ready to be a loyal listener mas” Hanum offers services. He was sure that the Haris household was not doing well.
“Thank you. But Thank God my household is fine” Haris said still with his flat expression.
“Alhamdulillah then. Excuse me mas” said Hanum and replied to a nod of the head by Haris.
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