Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 51: Towards the Hospital
Gibran glanced through the front rearview mirror toward the back seat of the car where Hana was lying weakly. The girl's face looked so pale, she drove her car to a nearby hospital.
The police have brought the three thugs to the office for further investigation. Gibran was so concerned to see the condition of Hana, why can a woman as good as that in zhalimi by people so cruel, he squeezed stiur, furious.
Ah, even though the help of God was so close, he felt very grateful to have helped Hannah, God chose her to be an intermediary as the reason for the great calamity that befell the girl. Alhamdulillahot.
Freckling drizzled his heart at Hana's state. Punching the thug's head and kicking him to the floor were the most stressful moments of his life, he never did anything as extreme as that to anyone else, but saw Hana who was almost persecuted in such a way, spontaneously his courage and strength arise, either because of humanity or either because of the feeling of love that is still firmly entrenched in his heart to the girl, but today he must rest completely because tomorrow he will take a long trip to Morocco which is not a short trip.
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Gibran's phone felt vibrating his daydream. There's a phone coming in. He saw a glass screen, it turned out that Arini was calling,
“Assalamu’alaikum Gibran, how's Hana?”Sapa Arini from across.
“Wa’alaikumsalam, Thank God I came on time, Hana almost just...” Gibran was silent, he could not continue.
“Almost what??” Search Arini.
“Hhhhhhhhhh..” Gibran let out a long sigh in a limp tone like a frustrated person.
“Say!” Force Arini.
“Hana was almost smeared of her honor by those thugs” Gibran said weakly.
“Astaghfirullah..” Arini again biting his nails. It is undeniable, he felt sorry for his love rival, exactly the assumption, if beautiful girls were taken to the hotel how can the men hold back, especially the criminals do not have the heart of Conscience.
“Rin, thank you for notifying me” Gibran said from across the phone. Gibran said with great sincerity, may his sincerity be felt by Arini on the other side.
Arini was silent, in fact he told Gibran this after going through a long debate between mind and reason. To be honest he himself was very reluctant to help Hana, but somehow his heart said something different. He also had not been able to tell Hanum about his spontaneous actions on this matter, in addition to the short time, he was afraid of being late in helping the girl.
Perhaps Hanum will be very disappointed in what he did, he has disappointed a close friend who is like his own brother and Hanum also committed all the crimes for his sake, he said, for the sake that he can be with Haris forever but in fact he prefers to betray. Yep. He has betrayed in the name of humanity. Hhh Rabbi...
Some time ago after a long struggle with his heart, Arini thought hard how he could help Hana but without involving Haris, Arini said, of course, he did not want the man whose name is still strong in his heart to be a hero in this kidnapping drama. Then somehow got inspiration from where suddenly the name Gibran crossed his mind, he remembered Lisa's story about the love story
they, immediately did not hesitate Arini asked the young man's phone number to Lisa, and the results as seen. Gibran swiftly and intelligently managed to save Hana.
“Rin, Rin... why silence?” reprimand Gibran.
“No, thank God Hana survived, how to continue?”
“This I am on my way to the hospital, may Hana's Health not be disturbed” replied Gibran again.
“Aamiiin, alright, then get here first our conversation. If there is anything you can contact me to this number”
“Ehm wait!!” Prevent Gibran.
“Ya?”
“Where do you know that Hana was kidnapped by thugs and taken to the hotel?” Investigating Gibran, he felt surprised suddenly Arini the person he did not know contacted him to save Hana, why not just Haris, where did the irresponsible husband go?
“Hmh, i... it... it...” Arini waver. A new problem arises, Arini did not expect that Gibran to ask spontaneously so far.
“Alright, later we talk again, I have arrived at the hospital parking lot and must immediately contact the nurse to bring a stretcher here, Hana has been very pale”
“Iya, alright” Huft relieved it feels.
“But remember, you still have a story debt to me” Gibran said again.
“Hmh.. Yes, assalamu’alaikum” At least for a while Arini free from questions that Gibran threw.
“Wa’alaikumsalam wr wb”
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The Beika Police Station
Haris arrived at the Beika police station at exactly 00:00 in the morning. The atmosphere at the police station seemed a little quiet. The busyness of the workers has been reduced probably because the day has reached midnight. Haris rushed into the office to make a report, for the umpteenth time he called his wife again, maybe - maybe now it can be contacted, but again nil, hana's number still no one raised. Ridwan had not seen the trunk of his nose, Haris could not wait longer, he rushed into the office room reporting section.
“Pak, I want to make a report on the disappearance of my wife” Haris approached the officer and want to report
that there had been a kidnapping of his wife.
“Please ID card father and identity wife father!” Lawful Police officer
Haris gave all the information the officer wanted, but his forehead was slightly wrinkled. The officer re-examined the data, because the data information provided had been listed earlier on the report a while ago.
“Sorry. Can you reread the information, sir?” Officers asked Haris to reread it and check it.
“Sorry sir, this report is already attached here, and Alhamdulillah we have just rounded up three thugs who committed crimes on the wife of mr”
“Three Thugs??” Haris was shocked to hear it.
“True Sir!”
“Then how is my wife, sir?”
“The wife of the father has been taken by the person reporting, is now heading to hospital”
“Who submitted a report before I pack?” Haris curious.
“Yang filed the report is on behalf of father Muhammad al-Gibran”
“What??”
Haris was back in shock, Complete was already his shock. What Muhammad al-Gibran meant by Gibran Hana's ex-lover? Haris wondered in his heart. He must immediately know the true clarity.
After feeling getting enough information from the father on duty, Haris went out of the room to the parking lot, Haris wanted to take his car and was immediately directed to the hospital where Hana was treated.
I'm impatient, his feelings are mixed now. It is difficult to describe, between happy and relieved (at least) Hana has been found, angry because he has failed to keep his wife, upset not to be able to find Hana, he was like a loser loser because he did not manage to find the girl first.
Hana's with Gibran? Ja. Hana's definitely with Gibran. Haris tapped his fingers on the handle of the stiur, Just think of Haris' head like it was about to break. Aaaarrgh. He clenched his hands with all his might. Huft. Who can understand the current turmoil of his heart? Who is able to suppress all the flavors that squeeze it. He feels more than betrayed now.Crying blood is no longer possible. Hana, we need to meet soon. The heart of Haris.
Ridwan arrived at the hospital just as Haris was getting out of the precinct, Ridwan claxed Haris' car many times, then the young man stopped his car and lowered the glass,
“Where Are You, Bro? Ure the report??” Ask Ridwan.
“Hana has been found by a person named Gibran” said Haris not excited.
“Whattt? That fast?? Great!!” Ridwan.
“How to?” Ridwan continued to ask.
“Later I explained, we went to the hospital first to see Hana!”
“Okay”
Haris and Ridwan cars also drove along splitting the pitch of the night. Silence is with them, only
the street lights that are still faithful accompany various complicated questions that adorn the contents of their heads, especially the contents of the head of Haris, husband of Hana Fatima Ameer.
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