Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 77: Time to Let Go

Midday Thursday at the end of summer, Haris gallantly and his outspoken voice managed to end the criminal case at the court event involving Hana and Yura.

They won a landslide. Like a reliable detective, a case-solving drama managed to silence the arrogance of the lawmen without a twist after previously having had the upper hand.

Indeed Haris has prepared all without involving anyone. He doesn't want to be cheated. It is feared that what has been sought can leak to the opposing side and damage the evidence that he has been painstakingly getting.

Haris drove into a podium lion that controlled the stage. He was not someone who spoke much in public before him, but for Hannah's sake, the strength and precision were present, God sent His mercy.

This young man had prayed a lot especially when the trial took place and heated up, he only watched without much comment but his lips continued to be wet by the words of spirit.

Laa hawlaa wa laa quwwata illaa billah.

Laa ilaa ha ilaa Anta subhaanaka inni kuntu minazh zhaalimiin.

Hasbunallah wa ni'mal wakiil ni'mal maulaa wa ni'man naashiiir.

Haris chose the prayer offered by the prophet Jonah when he was in the belly of a whale in the middle of a vast sea. He also chose the prayer offered by Abraham when the father of the prophets was burned in the heat of fire by king Namrud. Is not God the best helper and protector? Evidently, the prophet Jonah and the prophet Abraham survived the great peril.

Haris did not mean to equate his story with that of the noble prophets, he only hoped that God would love what he had done, especially with the holy prayers offered by His glorious messenger, he wanted to have blessings.

"Noona Hanum, after looking at and weighing all the evidence, you we are withholding defamation, kidnapping and narcotics cases. Noona Arini, you will be a key witness to the truth of the crimes of Miss Hanum. We hereby also declare that Miss Hana Fathimah Ameer and Miss Yura Shahia were declared FREE and innocent. And, with this also, we declare the hearing closed. Tuk Tuk Tuk's. " The Supreme Court tapped the hammer after reading the verdict.

Perfect. The room was filled with blue days of gratitude. The rumbling cry that was previously sadness turned into a cry of happiness. The atmosphere of this victory coincides with the echo of adzan zuhur who roared across the hall from the mosque funnel.

Hana and Yura spontaneously made a prostration of gratitude. Haris saw his wife from the end of the room, his eyeballs continued to follow where the direction of the motion of the wife who had been so missed. Want it to be tuk soon he approached, but the big family had first swarmed Hana.

Hana, who was squeezed by the crowd of people who congratulated and gave prayers, also stole a glance at the husband.

"Cool Lu" said Ridwan approached Haris, this young man was actually also watching Yura from afar.

"But you really don't talk to us first, playing tripe abis stage alone" continued Ridwan slightly pushed Haris' shoulder.

"Haha, the important case of Hana and Yura kelar right, as long as you know the cave was very nervous earlier" said Haris rubbed his face considering out of nowhere the spontaneous force had suddenly appeared.

"But really, that was you really cool. Ah rarely cave muji lu, btw thanks ya"

"Lu's happy Yura can be free right?" Haris looked at Ridwan.

Ridwan.

"Honestly, breathing is a cave of difficulty when you know how he is. The more here the cave wants to rush to marry him. The cave wants to protect him" Ridwan who has clearly declared his feelings can not hide anything anymore.

"Hhhhhh cave that has long been married gini still can not protect his own cave wife, Bro! " This time Haris chose to stare in any direction, not knowing where he should stare, regretting all his actions so far.

"Ga it's too late to start something good, and today you're doing something big, the cave itself can't. Proud of You" Ridwan said sincerely again soothing.

Haris's eyeball caught Gibran, who was about to leave the courtroom,

"The cave to Gibran was a while" said Haris in a hurry to chase after Gibran whose body was almost lost behind the door.

"Gibran, Gibran!! " Call Haris from 5 meters away. The shady-eyed young man looked over.

"I want to talk to you for a second! " Haris peeked into the room, Hana was still busy serving the crowd of people. Yura herself was just like Hana, they became the stars in the room.

Gibran frowned.

"I'm sorry I was so rude to you" Haris said as he extended his hand to shake. Gibran watched Haris' hand for a moment,

"I want after this we are good friends" Haris said sincerely.

"Sure" Gibran replied to Haris with a smile.

"Do you really refuse to shake this hand? " Haris held it back. Gibran, who was initially hesitant but briefly took the hand and shook it. Not only that, he embraced Haris and hugged her.

"I'll leave Hana to you, never hurt her" Gibran said, patting Haris on the back.

"Thank you, you're a good young man. Allah will always have mercy on you" Haris loosened his sincere embrace. Gibran smiled again at Haris' prayer.

The young man passed by, Haris looked at the back of the man who had wanted to propose to his wife. There's relief in him. He hopes Gibran gets the best mate.

"Mas Haris's... " A familiar soft voice sounded to him. He looks. Exactly guessed. The eyes that were calling out looked teary. A whistling wind swung his veil. He looked thin, but the aura of beauty did not fade in the least. Haris went forward stretching out his arms wanting to embrace her.

"Masses... Not here" said the beautiful girl. Yep. He is Hana who just escaped to be a snare of the law. Half whispering, her body gesture resisted Haris' embrace. She stopped her husband's steps with five fingers and hinted in the room at the doorway people were heading towards them.

Huft. You dont know~ how I miss You, hm~ No matter Hana's appeal, Haris came forward and immediately hugged her woman.

The longing that has changed has arisen. I can't help but hug you right now while you're right in the bead of my eyeball.

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Gibran leaves Haris after they forgive each other and agree to be good friends with each other. He wants to take care of something that concerns the bureaucratic affairs of his return to Indonesia and this is urgent.

He walked away from Haris with a rumbling feeling in his chest, trying his hardest not to let out a tear when he said that he handed Hana over completely to the young man.

Maybe it's time he gave up. Sick? Sure oes. The taste is still the same, like the roots of the mount he is still faithfully entrenched in his heart. But he realized, this was no longer his realm to fight. God has laid down His destiny. It turns out that in this story, God did not choose him to mate with Hana.

Gibran exhaled, hoping the squeezing taste would evaporate into the air. He must take care to face the future. His resolve is round.

Dddrrrrttt Drrrttt

Winches vibrate. One wattsapp call in, in,

"Hi Gibran's. It's me, Ni Rui"

"Ni Rui's? What's up, huh? Excuse me. I was in Indonesia. Is the Professor looking for me? " Gibran frowned.

"Oh no, it's not. I want to inform you that now I am also in Indonesia" said Ni Rui from across the country.

"Gee. Gee. I was surprised you visited my country. Where are you now? "

"Yes. I was chosen to attend the conference here, now I am at the Tirtayasa hotel" Ni Rui reported enthusiastically.

Gibran glanced at his watch, today to be honest he did not have much time, especially Yura his sister had just been free from a tiring case, after his bureaucratic affairs were finished he wanted to accompany his sister.

"Masha God. Greats. By the way, when did you arrive in Indonesia? " Gibran and Ni Rui communicate using fluent English.

"My plan is to stay here until next week"

"alright. God willing, I will see you tomorrow. Take care"

"Good,. Thank You, Gibran. I waited for you. Nye"

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