Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 41: Only Three Choices

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One watt-sapp message came in, Haris reached into his pants pocket,

“Mas, so to the hospital right? I await your presence. I can't wait :)” Arini.

It turned out that Arini was sending a message. Haris read the incoming message with no expression. I don't know, I don't know why today it feels like he's not in the mood to do any activities. Even though the message is Arini, but the events today are enough to evaporate his spirit to be left alone. In fact, his work has also accumulated a lot. He instead chose to lie on his back on his soft mattress, occasionally facing the right and left sides. There was no purpose, he finally rose. Haris felt the need to teach to calm his soul. He went to the bathroom, took a shower all at berwudhu’. Just a matter of minutes, the time of the zhuhur is getting closer. He looked towards the kitchen, there was no sign of Hana cooking for lunch. Maybe his wife is asleep. He also plans to invite Hana to eat outside. If you don't want to, it's good.

Haris opens his random mushaf, he searches for the existence of surah al-waqi’ah. For a second, surah al-waqi’ah was in front of him. This is the Surah of his routine practice after the dhuha prayer, because he had not had time to read it, now he also began his level with the surah. It didn't take long, the calmness permeated his soul and blood flow.

Haris had just finished reading surah al-waqi’nya when he felt his phone back vibrating, it turned out that from earlier there were 5 incoming calls and now 1 there was a message notification, he opened it, again from

Arno,

“Mas, why didn't you reply to my message? You're doing okay, right? Where are you now? Already left for the hospital yet?” Arini's.

Haris breathed out his breath. Yes Rabb. It was also true that he had to go to the hospital, at least he had to fulfill his promise to the girl to visit. He immediately replied to a message from Arini,

“Sorry, Rin. Insha Allah I will be there” Haris.

Haris wakes up and visits Arini. He saw that Hana's room was still closed.

Tok.shock.

“Hana, Hannah!” Call Haris.

“Iya mas, briefly!” Hannah opened the door of her room.

“What's up mas?”

“I want to go out for a while, you haven't cooked yet right? Book it on gofood ya!” Haris's Word.

“Mas where to go?” Hana asked softly with a bow.

“Mau to hospital”

Spontaneous Hana raised her head. He looked at Haris with a hostile look.

“I promised yesterday to visit Arini because he has siuman” Haris explained without Hana pinta.

“I don't forbid you to go there. But..”

“But what?”

“Can I meet Gibran mas for a moment?”

“What need did you find that man for?”

“Mas Gibran wants to return to Morocco. There's something we need to finish. I especially.” Obviously Hana. Haris's face changed. His face suddenly became tangled. He pulled Hana's hand to sit on the chair.

“Sit!” Haris breathed. Hana followed Haris' instructions.

“What because I'm going to see Arini then you also have to see Gibran?” Haris asked with both eyes.

“Mas, what are you talking about? This has absolutely nothing to do with the mas meet mba Arini.it is not clear that mas Gibran invited to meet. He also said it in front of the mas this morning” Hana.

“But you don't have to meet him right, why don't you send a message via wattsapp, email or what, why should you see him?” Haris said with a look full of dislike.

Hana took a long breath. Out there the Adhan has called forth. He must find another way later so that Haris will give him permission to meet Gibran. Time is not much. But arguing is also not a good solution for now.

“Then go see Arini. Adzan has been glaring. We should pray first rather than speak unclear like this” Hana said later. He also resigned to Haris' attitude

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The Hospital

“Assalamu’alaikum, Arini” Haris greet Arini who is still lying on the hospital bed.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, mas!” Arini's eyes shone perfectly. He wanted to get up from his bed, but it was still very difficult. Haris prevented it.

“Lay only. Don't force me to wake up. I brought fresh fruits. Hope you want to eat it.”

“Thank you, mas. Who are you here with?” Ask Arini.

“Only by yourself” Exactly as Arini expected.

“You look fresh today” Praji Haris, because he saw Arini's radiant face and with a different makeup than usual, the girl did not look like a sick person. Praised thus, Arini explained

blushing, like floating away it feels.

Suddenly from the direction of the door, beautiful ma'am came into the room,

“Haris, I want to talk to you alone for a minute!” Pinta maam Indah, Arini's mother. Haris nodded.

“Rin, I'll see mom first yes, you rest!” Haris. Haris also came out following footsteps of Beautiful Mom.

In a room not far from the room where Arini drewat, Miss Indah and Haris were sitting face to face.

“Haris, go straight to ya. I do not want to be stale..” Bu Indah looked at Haris seriously, then continued his sentence,

“How did you decide against Arini, son?”

Haris who got this sudden question was clearly confused as to what to say.

“Sorry mom, I have not talked about this at all with Han” replied Haris as it is. He knows where this conversation is going.

“Why with Hana? You have to decide Haris. Do not hang Arini like this. it is enough you make Arini suffer” Bu Indah said sharply. Haris is like following a trial in court and ma'am Beautiful Prosecutor General.

“Honestly I don't think to polygamy mom, Arini has a bright future. Arini is a good and smart woman. It doesn't feel right if I have to grieve Arini. That's not my capacity” said Haris on

eventually.

“There are only 3 options: the first: divorce Hana and marry Arini, the second: Make Arini your second wife, the third: Stay away from Arini, never show your face again in front of our family, in front of Arini in particular” Bu Indah gives 3 options on Haris. Haris choked to hear the ultimatum bu Indah.

“Haris, do you know how many tears Arini has shed to cry for you, how much time he has wasted just to think of you? do not add any more with

your uncertainty in your attitude. You are an adult, you are a leader. You should be able to decide without asking for an opinion from anyone” Bu Indah said firmly.

“Mommy will give you the final time to decide another week, another week I hope you have bagged your best answer. Excuse me” Bu Indah passed leaving Haris still digesting one by one

the words he said.

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