Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 83: The Dark Past
The weather still adorns the capital. The black clouds continued to roll around a sign of heavy rain coming soon. Even so, Gibran already looks neat with navy shirt and jeans. Any day
here he had made an appointment to meet Ni Rui, his college friend in Morocco. Gibran took the watch out of storage and put it on his left wrist. With a hurry he darted out of the house after he had previously taken the car keys and bailed on Yura.
“Halo Ni Rui, where are you? I've arrived at the place you said” Gibran said through Gawai upon arrival at the location.
“Hi Gibran, I was behind you” As soon as Gibran turned his head back.
Now he looked at Ni Rui with his bright smile. The yellow-skinned girl looked so fresh. Mossy Green clothes with cream pants and a hood with matching colors decorate her appearance today.
“Ni Rui, long time no see. How are you?” Sapa Gibran friendly.
“Alhamdulillah as you can see, thank you for taking the time to meet me in the middle of your activities” Ni Rui was impressed.
“Haha, not really. I happen to be empty today. Have you eaten? How do we eat first?” Take Gibran.
“Baik”
They darted to a dining place that serves traditional and modern menus. At the request of Ni Rui, the girl wanted to taste typical food from Indonesia.
“How? You likey? Ask Gibran who saw his friend look very enjoy the food.
“Like. So far my tongue has no problem tasting food from anywhere. Origin of the taste is still reasonable” Ni Rui back chew.
“Wah we are one server, so am I. Tasting food and menus that are different from usual is like adding new knowledge treasures” Gibran said by spooning food that is in the kemulutnya. Ni Rui nodded then gave her thumb.
“Indonesian food tastes tend to be sweet yes!” Ni Rui commented.
“Not really, Indonesia has a variety of diverse types of food with various flavors in accordance with their respective regions. Well, what we now eat is food that comes from Java, this area does have a tendency to cook with sweet taste. If we go to the area
Padang, then the taste of the food there is more to the spicy taste. However, if we go to Aceh then the sour and spicy taste will be more prominent.”.
“Sama is also like food in China where the Sichuan region has a tendency towards a more spicy taste that is different from other regions.” Gibran explains the length and width.
Ni Rui nodded.
“Gibran, sorry. You accompany me like this is no one angry?” Ni Rui asked carefully.
“So you're angry? You mean?”
“Ah, no. Forget it...”.
“I've been staying married by my loved ones” Gibran bluntly told Ni Rui. I don't know why he feels comfortable saying it. Their proximity since in Morocco changed his view of the other side
country China. They talked about a lot of things. Knowledge of Muslims in China. From Ni Rui, Gibran got a lot of knowledge. And vice versa.
Hearing Gibran's confession, Ni Rui was aghast.
“Sorry. I didn't mean.” Ni Rui felt bad.
“No problem. Now I'm adapting to the state of my heart” Gibran cut Ni Rui's sentence. This young man is teary.
“What does it feel like to be that sick?” Ni Rui is worried about Gibran.
“Haha. Stuffy. This feeling makes it hard for me to breathe. I had to stand a thousand times to treat him” Gibran laughed with his eyes dewy.
Is that so special about that girl? Ni Rui muttered in a barely audible voice. In his heart he hoped that one day he could also feel such a disappointment.
“Already. Don't worry about me. I'm fine” Gibran failed to hide his tears.The grain landed a drop.
“Gibran, Tears are not a weakness. Thank you for trusting me in lightening your load” Ni Rui went in tears.
“Sorry, the atmosphere becomes somber like this” Gibran feels guilty.
“No, I was the one who started it”
Their conversation continued with changing the topic. Ni Rui was stunned to hear the explanation about the Indonesian state. They discuss many things, about culture, culinary, art etc.
Gibran, would I be able to.. if I were to take the place of someone so special in your heart?
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“I am Haris Abdurrahman Faiz. My mother is Javanese-Sundanese and my father is a Betawi of Syrian-Pakistani blood. Mother is an ordinary country girl who was married by her father when she was 16 years old. Dad was interested in the naturalness, firmness and maturity of the mother when she was very young at that time.” Hana listened carefully.
“The mother's family came from a simple ordinary family, while the father came from a distinguished family with abundant wealth..."
"Dad planned to marry mom but it was about hard by Grandpa. How not? The big family certainly has prepared a companion who is considered appropriate to accompany the father who incidentally his as a single heir of blue blood from the noble descendants of Abdurrahman..."
"Kakek has a hereditary giant company engaged in textiles, automotive, and furniture. 90 percent of SunRise Group and LogoVo Group share ownership belongs to him.” Haris told a story while playing Hana's hair. His fingers nimbly pulled the fine hair thread.
“Dad opposed by a large family turned out not to give up, even the stronger his belief to marry a mother until the desire was really realized..” Haris again.
“Then what happened?” Hana got up, now she sleeps face down propping her hands to her chin looking at Haris who will continue the story. He's getting curious.
“Grandfather became angry. Father's name in the scribble of the list of inheritance recipients. But that is not a problem, because Dad himself already has an independent business from his own hard work. Father who was schooled by his grandfather to America to get a Master's degree in Business Management showed his fangs... "
"It's not hard for you to start a business, in a short time you have assets everywhere. Father's attitude that shows independence and prosperity of his life makes grandfather even more angry..” Haris paused for a moment his story. He took a deep breath. Hana's still waiting.
"The prosperity of my parents' lives reached its peak. However, it all did not last long. Fathers were targeted by the family moons, many unhappy with Dad's attitude toward grandfather. But for Dad, he was just fighting for his happiness....
"Mother always advised Dad to go to grandfather and extended family to apologize humbly. And, I listened to mother's advice. But what did it get? Grandpa's principle remains the same. Grandpa still wants Daddy to divorce mom and marry the girl of his choice”
“Then Dad relented??” Hannah asked spontaneously.
“Of course not. His loyalty led Dad to keep his keukeh maintaining the idol girl of his own choice of heart. But what
happened? Dad's business and entire business was destroyed by grandfather and family filled with jealous and spiteful desires and greed. The lives of the once prosperous Fathers and mothers turned 180 degrees. They fell poor..”.
“Hhhh... But Dad didn't give up either. The more on tap and about, the more Daddy shows his love for Mom. Dad's holding on. Mother who is not from a family is not concerned about life is difficult even though she had to slam bones as long as she can live peacefully with Dad while raising me..”.Haris. It shed tears.
“Then Dad's life gets harder, his cleverness in business all becomes useless. That's because when you want to start, it will definitely be frozen by grandfather who has networks and business relations everywhere. Father's remaining treasure is just an old villa where Father and Mother raised me, the fruit of their love”
“In these difficult times, be a father working odd jobs, anything is done to support me and my mother. Often Mother also helped Dad become a washing worker or tea leaf picker. While Dad himself became a building porters who were willing to work in the hot sun to support us. A job he never imagined in his lifetime” Again Haris took a breath of it before continuing,
“Until one day.....”.
“One day Dad had an accident while working, he died because he accidentally fell from a height. Father's fate has been written in Lauhul Mahfuz” This sentence successfully makes Haris shed more tears. Now Hana's sniffling. Haris took a deep breath. He feels stuffy.
“Do not continue again, mas!!” Hana felt pain in her heart.
“Grandfather who heard about it fell ill. He also suffered a stroke and died of guilt for the rest of his life. Before he died, grandfather had left me and my mother to his relatives named Haji Zakaria, a sholeh cleric who was also good at business.
"Grandfather hopes that his wealth can be managed well by the respected figure of the community. Grandpa repented and apologized to Mom. Grandfather wants to make amends for his mistakes that always hinder and destroy your business. Indeed, the mother base has a soft and forgiving heart, with full of leniency mother easily forgives grandfather, even mother always warns me to never take revenge” at all
“Kakek advised Haji Zakaria to leave all his wealth to me as his apology when I turned 28 years old. During the wait, I still flowed funds as much as 5 percent of the company's income in each month. How much money flows every month to my account?”
“Only in a month, that 5 percent money flow is more than enough to buy a luxury house and its contents. But grandfather advised that I was taught to live by working hard to better understand life, unlike grandfather who is proud of possessions and position, so I live life like people in general, he said, school, college and work. My work in the company is expected to provide experience to be able to lead the company later”
Haris's story successfully made Hana stunned and agape.
“I told you everything. So, now I ask you not to worry about where the flow of my funds is, because I did not do corruption” Haris pinched lightly Hana's nose while smiling to tease her.
Hana still gaped at Haris' story. He felt like he was about to be overridden by Mount Uhud. This girl did not expect that it turned out that the husband was a millionaire heir to the throne of a giant company. But behind this story, it also saves a dark past that is so heartbreaking.
“Hana, I don't know if I should tell you this or not. But I feel I should say it”
“What is mas?”
“The girl who used to be betrothed by grandfather to be a father's companion is. Mother of Arini”.
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Hi Friends, the story of Haris the heir to the throne is actually when friends are observant, his clue-clue has been seen in previous chapters yes. Especially in the early chapters. So in this chapter Alana tries to tell the full story. Sorry the writing is still a mess but hopefully the readers can understand it hehe.
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