Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 74: What If....
The Elegi of a Thousand Stories
Pen dancing nari flexing
The soul is like a Sufi dance
Who is frowned upon by the waves
Under the sky I was singing
Sending a verse offers likes
To Wind~
To Rain~
To the longing that is growing
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Late August. The rain is back on the earth. Lately, the rain has been constantly coming. Haris reached out past the window sills, he greeted the rain through his fingers, rubbing the clear-cut rounders that lay in his palms.
He remembered Hana. His wife often does this when the rain comes. Haris never understood why Hana was always happy to do that. This man was curious, Now that he tried it, like an interesting magnet, he was getting shahdu in the rhythm of the rain. It turns out it was fun.
Haris closed both of her eyelids, feeling the smell of rain that was soaking the ground. Every drop of it vaporizes the scent into the air and passes through the smell. He just found out that the smell of wet soil previously exposed to the steam of the sun was soothing.
Like the aroma of therapy that soothes the soul, the memory of Hana that he always ignored first made him want to linger along with this atmosphere especially with in a cold wind that sighed. Yes Rabbana. He did not know that simple trivial things could make him so missed Hana. Allahumma Shayyiban Naafi'an. His oral speech berdo'a.
He continued to dissolve in memories by doing long daydreams. His soul is stuck.,
"Darling, let's eat first. I've prepared a special meal for you" The call from Arini broke her daydream. The girl called out with a voice filled with tenderness.
Haris turned his head and shook his head. He was completely reluctant to stare at the woman who called him from the front door of the room and still used the apron.
"You eat first, then I'll catch up" Haris turned around and looked back at the mouth out there. A cold finger was stretched out again. He smiled wryly.
"Mas! Want to get to when you are like this and just keep ignoring me?! " Arini's voice is rising. He's pissed. Haris has always shown a cold attitude since they got married some time ago. That young man was like a person who lost his soul.
"Bag!!! Why.... " Say Arini again, this time she came closer to her husband.
"Alright" Haris cut off Arini's words, Just a word of it slid from his mouth.
The young man passed by and ignored his wife again. He went out of the room and went to the dining table. Flat gazing. This time he just didn't want to fight. He was too tired to argue. Arini followed him to the dining table.
Haris stared at the variety of food on the table, He was not at all tasteful. Her appetite is gone. He's numb.
"Why just look at it? Let's eat the mas" Haris was still silent.
Arini took the initiative to get her food. Slowly he spooned the rice along with side dishes that he considered as the favorite food of the husband. For some reason Arini was suddenly excited, He began to kick, *N*a Na Na*. Haris' vegetables heard his kick. It's getting louder and louder.
"Eat the mas, come on! I'm tired of cooking! " Arini. Impatiently, he began to spoon the food into the mouth of Haris while still kicking loudly Na Na Na. Suddenly in the eyes of Haris, the food on the spoon turned into a disgusting hanging.
"No, no! I don't want to! " Haris said loudly. He turned his face. Arini does not care about the harsh rejection of Haris, he continues to force.
"Come baby! "
"No, Rin. And jangaaan!!! "
Suddenly,
"Ris, Ris, Haris!! Banguuun!! Awake it!!!"
Slowly Haris opened his eyes. Hah Hah Hah. Breath snorted. He saw Ridwan was turning off the alarm that pitched Na Na Na ringing.
"Lu why? The nightmare? " Ridwan asked astonished at Haris's delirium.
Syaithan was playing her. He rarely had nightmares, for 26 years he could count how many times he had experienced them, that was also when he was a child and teenager. Haris is still neutralizing his breathing.
Ridwan glanced at the clockwise, at half-time 3am.
"Yuuk tahajud prayer, we pray to Allah. Tomorrow morning we will attend the hearing" Invite Ridwan, his friend was staying at Haris' house to accompany him while preparing everything to go to court.
Haris nodded and rose to fetch some ablution water, accompanied by Ridwan. They pray together.
***
Thurs. Morning comes with a shining sun. The light was warm, unlike the cold rain that was present in Haris' dream. I hope this is a good sign.
At 06:30, Haris and Ridwan were ready to make their way to the court. Neat clothes have been worn, but once their facial lines still show fatigue.
Ridwan pulled his car over at the parking lot. The main door of the District Court was present in plain sight. Haris looked nervous. Anxiety whack. Ridwan understood the feelings of his best friend. He patted Haris' shoulder bracing. Their eyes meet. Just from the gaze alone, it was as if Ridwan was saying that everything would be fine.
All the members of the nuclear family had gathered there, except Gibran. He had been there and was sitting in a corner alone, he knew no one here.
When Ridwan was present to their midst, he looked sumringah. Gibran himself will be a witness in this court, for he is the one who saved Hana.
Gibran and Yura's parents are still in the process of treatment in Singapore, their mother is undergoing kidney stone surgery there.
The Court
The judge and his staff swiftly entered the room. The trial will begin soon. Each of the lawyers is ready with their files. The accused and victim were also present. Witnesses wait their turn to be called. The large family present had also entered the room, the congregation was opened to the public. They are ready with prayer and hope.
Actually Hanum, Lisa and Arini never thought it would all end like this, it did not cross their minds when they committed the crime that at the time they would follow the case in court, but all of this has already happened even though they never regretted doing it all.
"Sister Yura, we give you a chance to explain why the Ecstasy-type illegal drugs can be in your bag! " The Chief Justice allowed Yura to explain. Hana looked at Yura, they were strengthening each other.
With a slight choking and sting, Yura explained the fateful events as she visited Hana at the hospital that night. This girl's health is not okay.
"I have absolutely no idea why it's in my bag, sir! " Yura was crying again, Gibran saw it was sad, he wanted to go to his sister, hugging and wiping her tears. Ridwan looked at his future wife with an unbearable look, he clenched his hand.
"Why are your fingerprints there? " The Public Prosecutor fired a sharp question after giving the girl a pause to breathe. Spontaneous Yura raised her head. He and those who were there were stunned in disbelief.
"Sister Hana, are you and Miss Yura really involved in a drug transaction? " The prosecution turned to asking Hana.
"I was sick at the time, how could I have done that, sir! " Hana answered calmly.
"Please answer the questions that are in the appropriate context, do not widen everywhere! "
"Then I said it wasn't right, we didn't do it" Hana said.
Hana and Yura are further cornered by Yura's remaining fingerprints on the object.
Faintly Lisa smiled, she sat watching the trial from the Hana family line.
Everything looks tense. Now it is the Advocate of the two defendants who speak, the lawyer referred to as the legal advisor acts as a counterbalance to the forced efforts given by law to law enforcement.
He tried to balance his client's case by saying it could be a fingerprint contained in the drugs tertoreh when Yura was about to take the object in the bag. He also showed the evidence and achievements that his clients have recorded. It is very unlikely that Yura and Hana make transactions, let alone become dealers.
"Then what if it turns out that fingerprints are not on the outside but on the opposite side? The fingerprints are on the inside" The prosecutor raised his eyebrows up.
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