Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 38: The meeting was not on purpose

This morning, when the sun was already up, Haris and Hana were already on their way to their residence, of course they had already breakfast and say goodbye to Abah and Ummi. Ummi looked heavy allowing Hana to leave, the look of a sad face with teary eyes clearly visible.

Abah calms Ummi. Haris also promised another time to visit them again. Ummi also equip Hana with herbs, Ummi advised while warning Hana and Haris to drink simultaneously. For its efficacy, this young couple also did not know for sure. Ummi just said these herbs are good for health and endurance.

They were already at the crossroads to the house when the alarm hp Hana reminded that tomorrow he had to go back to college. Ah, how time passes so quickly. For the days ahead, Hana will feel very busy.

“Sorry I slept last night, Hana!” Haris started the conversation after a long time of silence together in

in car.

That's what I expected, my mom. Inner Hana.

“It's okay mas, it's also possible because I'm late in the bathroom” said Hana.

“That's what I want to ask, what did you do in the bathroom for so long? I'm afraid you'll catch a cold if you're in the bathroom too long, especially the night is almost late”

“Hmh, not often mas. Last night I missed the atmosphere of the room and bathroom, so I took the initiative to

shower while stretching, so it does take a little time” Explanation Hana managed to make Haris refract his eyes full.

“Astaghfirullah, Hannah. If you want to stretch, do not midnight also dong! Just do it, don't do it tomorrow

any more. You can get the flu, especially hot water at home is not alive right!” Omel Haris, the man shook his head in wonder.

“Iya mas, ready! Just last night. Tomorrow no longer” Hana form the symbol of peace on her finger. Showing peace. He smiled to himself. It turns out that Haris can also be chatty yes. and that fussiness as a form of concern for him. This girl looked out the window while smiling to herself. In fact, actually lingering in the bathroom is indeed his desire to avoid Haris.

“Good. Let's pray dhuha first in the mosque, after this I will take you home. I have a need, I have a need,

so maybe it'll be late to go home.”

“What need is mas?” Hannah asked spontaneously. Rarely does this.

“I'll see a friend in hospital”

“Who? Arini?” Hana's getting curious. Haris just nodded. He was a little distracted by Hana's question.

“How are things now, mas?”

“Alhamdulillah Arini is siuman”

“Ooo” Hana's facial water changed. He doesn't seem happy. Not unhappy because Arini is awake, not at all. But ah, it feels like she is not willing to be close to her husband and Arini. Haris caught an unhappy look on Hana's face.

“Why are you daydreaming? Come down!” Hannah went down to follow Haris's word.

They arrived at the mosque. The mosque that Haris frequents. These two lovebirds go to their respective places of ablution to perform dhuha prayers. Pray to Allah that Allah will always bestow His mercy, the ease of health and ease of dealing with life in this mortal world.

After wudhu’, Haris entered the mosque and was about to perform prayers. Previously his eyes were glued to a young man who was about the same age as his middle do tilawah al-Qur’an with khushu’. Faintly heard the sound of the merdunya even with a very small volume. Haris intends after performing the dhuha prayer, if the young man still reads al-Qur’an he will greet him. Who knows, he will add a good friend who brings kindness to him.

Hana also prays by reading surah adh Dhuha on raka’at first and surah asy Syams on raka’at second. He was soluble in his prayer reading. There was a feeling of anger approaching him. The shadow of Gibran was present in his prayer. He tried to close his eyes tightly to be more solemn but failed, instead of disappearing, the shadow became more real. Even though it is still morning with fresh air blowing from the trees from outside the courtyard of the mosque.

Hana thinks it may be because of her guilt towards Gibran and also has not met the young man who is 6 years old on it to solve the problem, so in moments that are not desirable the shadow of the young man is always present. Syaithan likes to give a sense of caution to mankind. Hana is restless and upset because the prayer this time is not solemn’ and gives peace. He also has a lot of interest.

After the prayer, Haris saw the young man was still in his seat, his mouth seemed to be muttering and berbahmid. He was about to say hello but at once he felt disinclined. He said hello. He turned towards the exit of the mosque towards the parking lot waiting for Hana.

“Mas, a minute yes. Here I put my face, I want to pee first” Hana said. Haris nodded.

“Be careful, do not fall again” Haris reminded, because Hana never rushed to the bathroom until she fell.

While waiting for Hana, her feet lightly played a rock. Luckily, he saw the young man who was teaching out of the mosque. No doubt, he immediately greeted,

“Assalamu’alaikum” Sapa Haris.

“Walaikumsalam”

“Include me Haris, was seeing mas again teach me the feeling of wanting to say hello but afraid to disturb” said Haris kindly.

“Wah, say hi, I'm Gibran. Last after the dhuha prayer I took time to teach briefly” said Gibran no

less friendly. Haris nodded.

“Mas alone here?” Gibran.

“No, this is again waiting for my wife, we just went home from the house of in-laws and also stopped for prayer

dhuha” Answer Haris.

“Masya Allah, mas already married turned”

“Iya, Thank God. We just got married, still corn. Mas itself how?”

“I, hmh... I am not married” Gibran smiled awkwardly.

“I pray that you will soon find your soul mate. Wife shaliha gift from Allah SWT” Sincere prayer Haris

haturkan.

“Amin to Rabb. Thank you for your good prayer. Then don't call me a mas, just call me Gibran, so we're more familiar. O yes, my age is 26 years”

“Wah, okay. Turns out we're as good as”

“Aalhamdulillah's. Then excuse me, Haris. I still have work to do, hopefully

another chance we'll talk later. Insha Allah” Gibran excuse me.

“Good. Then may I ask for your number?”

“Good.we exchange number yes 085262******”Gibran provide the number.

“Okay, later I miscall. Nice to meet you”

“Nice to meet you too” Haris and Gibran shake hands.

“Wait a minute” Haris prevents Gibran from leaving.

“Iya, what's up?”

“That's my wife, let me introduce briefly”

Gibran turned his head towards the girl whom Haris pointed at from a distance looking like a stranger. It feels like ever

saw it. For a second, the girl whom Haris pointed at was getting closer towards them.

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