Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 55: Haris is not Gibran

The dawn has dawned, the morning is coming. The chicken tree is no longer heard, only the droplets of dew are scattered evenly spread in the foliage. Coolness is felt for every creature who wants to enjoy the pleasure of this gift from God, but not with Gibran, he did not come out of the room after his return from the hospital before dawn.

He was still in his room. Even though this morning at 9 is his schedule to the airport, because later at 10:15 he must have to take off to his destination, Morocco. But he felt reluctant to leave.

The clothes and equipment had been prepared in advance, only the young man was still thinking about how Hana was, the person who still had a special place in his heart. Moreover, Hana was still lying weak. The girl was also in the hands of an improper man. Aaarghs.

Anger wrapped up the space in her heart. If only a few moments ago there was no Ridwan who broke up and calmed down, surely he would not be able to survive the rumbling and hatred he had towards Hana's husband.

Gibran's daydreams ran out when someone opened the door to his room,

"Mas, how's the preparation? if you can sleep first, just rest for a while. Mas looks very tired" said Yura advised her brother.

"Thank you, Ra. But still strong. I still have to check some important documents before I leave"

Yura looked at her brother with anxiety, even though the eye bags had clearly started to look.

"Jura pray that God will always provide health and safety"

"Aamiin ya Rabbal 'alamiin"

"Then I continue to prepare breakfast first" Gibran nodded.

He looked back at the departure documents, all the preparations were done, but Gibran felt before leaving he had to contact someone,

"Assalamu'alaikum" Arini picks up the phone from her room

"Vaalaikumsalam.. Arini, can we meet now?" ask Gibran

"Now?? This half??"

"Yes. You don't mind, do you? honestly I don't have much time "

"Hmh, do you want to ask about Hana's problem?"

"Yes, of course, but I also have a request for you"

"Well, we meet in the garden "the fairground", I get ready first" said Arini

"Okay, Thank you"

Tiiiit...

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The Hospital

"Hana my wife, wake up" Haris looked at Hana's face still lying tight.

"Let's get up, you haven't done the punishment to massage me, let's get up, you promised" Haris asked as he clasped Hana's hand. His eyes were glazed over, which had been awakened from half an hour ago had not yet been awakened, until at last, it was,

"aa. iir" Hana again asked for water after several hours asking Gibran for the same request.

Haris who was beside Hana was stunned, he swiftly took water and did the exact same thing as what Gibran did. He was stunned for a while, but his mind collapsed when Hana asked again because the girl had not got what she wanted.

"aaaiir" this time her voice was more clearly heard.

"Honey, this is a drink" Haris' voice caressed Hana's ear while trying to thrust a drink into her hand.

Hana woke up from her long sleep, but still did not fully realize. His gaze was fixed on Haris, but he was not yet able to see clearly. His gaze blurred blurry, there were once two shadows in sight. He looked at sayu. Her plump eyelashes look wobbly.

Hana experienced Deja Vu, an event that like her ever happened now feels repeated. Taking the remnants of the energy that was still attached to his body, he answered Haris as best he could, though he did not know who was calling.

"Mas Gib. ran..." Hana spoke weakly with one hand holding her head.

He did not fully hear what Haris had said, but his head suggested that the present was Gibran not Haris.

Like lightning in broad daylight, Haris glared at his eyes. Some more! there was an invisible pain slipping slowly without him tinkering.

"Hana, it's Haris your husband!" this time Haris's tone was not as gentle as before.

Hana slowly digested what Haris said, finally she could see clearly that the one in front of her was HARIS not GIBRAN.

"ma. jas... " While Haris was still trying to smile, again! some more! and again! He was preceded by Gibran, it is true, he had no place at all in Hana's heart.

But what about her? is Hana in the special part of her heart? or even the name of Arini who is still strong and still ranked first in his heart? Yes, it could be still like that, hmh no. he thinks Hana has stolen a little place in his heart, even more!

"Hows it? want some more water?" this time Haris asked coolly but remained in a gentle tone attentively.

"i'm dizzy mas" Hana said weakly, this was her first complete sentence after fainting for hours.

"Well, I'll call the doctor, wait a minute" Haris kissed Hana's forehead before going to call the doctor.

Hana did not answer, but her eye sign said she agreed.

With a rush of doctors and teams who handle Hana entered the hospital room.

"How's my wife doing, Doc? " Tanya Haris was full of worries

"Alhamdulillah, the father's wife has passed the critical period, I will write the prescription of the drug that must be consumed next"

"Alhamdulillah, Lord, can my wife go home?" Haris could not hide his happiness even after previously had felt pain like something was piercing.

"We observe another 3 days to determine whether Miss Hana can go home yes" said the doctor.

"Miss Hana, after this please eat a lot huh! Let the energy gradually recover, for the type of food, can eat anything and no abstinence" explained the doctor again continued. The doctor told Hana while glancing at Haris as if remembering.

"Well doc, I'll make sure Hana eats well" Haris said, determined.

After seeing the development of Hana, the doctor and team passed by leaving the room only inhabited by Haris and Hana. Ridwan himself has returned, Haris told him to rest, although very reluctant at first, but Ridwan finally followed what Haris ordered.

"mas, thank you, "the word is simply a smile.

"thank you for what? " Haris raised next to his eyebrows

"thank you for helping me" Hana grabbed Haris's hand and held it, although her hand was not strong but was able to break Haris' heart which was already messy.

Haris is silent, the fact that he is a useless husband who cannot protect his own wife is a painful reality, even more painful when Hana remembers Gibran more than he does.

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Inside the Civic Sedan Car

"Boss mama, we've eliminated the evidence that cornered the boss mom, Boris and his friends prefer to shut up, then we think about how to save them." Said one of Hanum's right hands over the phone.

Arini and Hanum smiled as they glanced at each other.

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