Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 87: I've Forgiven Him!

Haris and Hana are in Spain for a week. They're really just doing fun things. Haris also kept his promise to Hana to visit Al-Hamra Palace, a palace that is a trace of Islamic royal heritage in Spain.

Initially this building was made for defensive fortifications but later used as a palace and became the residence of the prince of Nasrid. This honeymoon couple spent a lot of time to see historical places. It was all according to the wishes and direction of Hana.

“After this we will go where else, Mas?” Tanya Hana enthusiastically. Now they are sitting on one of the foodcourts in Centro Comercial Islazul while enjoying Ice cream. Hana chose the Tiramissu flavor. Mouths smudging.

“How to eat you like a toddler only!” Cibir Haris with a mocking smile while removing the remaining ice cream that was around Hana's mouth using a tissue. Hana's face turned sullen.

“Hmh, But.. Even so you are so adorable!” Haris tried to fix things. He would have cursed himself if he changed Hana's cheerful mood. The girl continued to finish off the rest of her ice cream.

“Why not answer my question?” Tanya Hana flat.

“Which question?” Haris frowned. Honestly, her attention was focused on Hana. His eyes did not stop watching his wife. He did not even know that Hannah had raised a question.

“Hhhh” Hana sighed.

“After this we will where else?” He repeated the question.

“Hmh, If you ask me after this we will go where else, then my answer will be the same, I prefer we spend time in…. Room, just the two of you doing………. That”

“Rather than taking a walk like this” Haris says quickly while giving his smirk.

“Astaghfirullah Mas, Istighfar! If anyone hears how?” Hana hit Haris lightly spontaneously. Her face flushed. He massaged his temple. Since the night of unification a week ago, Haris never seemed to run out of energy. Whenever there was a chance, her husband kept asking for her right.

“Kok got hit anyway? Why should Istighfar? They won't understand what we're talking about.” said Haris casually. He wiped the ice cream sauce on Hana's lips with patience.

“Ya, but still do not discuss it here, it could be anyone can speak Indonesian. Part of the loss once has come all the way to Spain just languishing in the room alone” Hana burdened long.

“Alright fine. We will ask the tour guide, which other places are good to visit. Anyway all should be in accordance with the direction of the first lady” Haris said lifting his hat as if giving a salute. Hana smiled annoyed at Haris' behavior.

“For a while, I finished the ice cream. Oh yes, it seems mas not too interested in the streets like this, why? I'm so not good we just keep going around but actually mas actually don't like”

“Who said? I'm excited, let alone go with you. But maybe just look like that because I've been here 3 times. 2 times Dad took me with mom on a business trip when I was at school

elementary. Once again when I was in college, I came here with friends to attend one of the live matches between Real Madrid and Barcelona” Bright Haris. Hana.

“Why didn't I tell you from the beginning if I was here? We can visit other countries!”

Huft, It's worth it that I've understood and understood more about the ins and outs of this city. Mumbled Hana again.

“No problem, God willing if there is a long life, we will visit other countries. We will take the time to travel to different countries. Especially in our old days later, when the children are independent, then we will be an old couple who likes to adventure. We will learn and understand various cultures and languages with all the generya” Haris Promise. Hana.

Haris and Hana kept chatting until suddenly the voice from Haris' mobile phone rang, he forgot to silence the tone. Hana stopped licking the ice cream that stayed a little while looking at the look on Haris' face

that changed when I saw the name on the glass screen . Her husband was grieving.

“Who called? Why not lift mas?” Ask Hana wonder.

“Hmh Office people, not important things. We're on our honeymoon, they shouldn't bother us. I'll call them back later. Sorry, I forgot to turn off the ringtone” Sahut Haris was nervous. He had to

lying for not wanting to ruin Hana's mood by saying that the real one calling was Arini.

Arini call? What was?

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The sky was overcast, a thin drizzle came greeting. Arini was still in front of Hanum's tomb. He was wearing all black clothes by holding a bagbih in his hand. The tears just keep flowing. The mourners left the cemetery one by one.  Arini was only able to wipe away the tears that were getting unstoppable. This woman did not even get to meet her loyal friend for the last time. He's sesugukan.

His heart ached, his feelings shattered. Now, there were no more friends where he complained, no more places where he complained. There were no more jokes of laughter together, all that remained were memories.  Arini took a bunch of rose petals and sowed a flatten on a mound of soil that was still wet.

Hanum, I'm pregnant . Arini muttered in his heart.

Hanum, I missed you. I don't know what I can do without you. Hix

I didn't know I had to abort or defend this child, because he wasn't Haris' son. Hiks.

A shadow of the past danced back to his head.

I promise to finish my studies on time and work in a reputable company so that no one will underestimate me anymore! In between that I will raise money to open a business. Said Hanum excitedly with a smile when they were composing the thesis at that time.

If you want to make Haris stunned. You must have a charm that no woman has. Hanum issued his advice at a different time.

Arini, you don't cry. I won't let anyone hurt you.

This is the best pasta I've ever tasted.

Arini, I did it. We managed. This success I offer to you.

The words that Hanum once uttered ringed in his ears. Arini. Drizzle change

into rain. He was alone now, until suddenly someone from behind was paddling him.

“Let's go home. It's late in the evening, soon adzan maghrib. Let Hanum rest in peace”

Take Romi who stands firmly holding an umbrella.

Arini did not flinch. He's still a mouthful. The black glue is dirty and wet with mud splashes. It doesn't

cared about it. Seeing Arini who was still unmoved, Romi took a look at Arini's arm and pulled her. The woman accepted Romi's treatment, which led her into the car.

“Hoooeekkkk hooooooeeekkk” Arini feeling nauseous. I don't know why he suddenly did not like the perfume that was in Romi's car.

“Rin, why you? Are You okay? Ask Romi worriedly. He just finished installing the seatbelt. Arini covered her mouth with both palms. He shook his head.

“I need plastic!” Said Arini who desperately resisted vomiting.

“Do not…. Hoooeekkk Hoooeeeek” Can not stand, Arini also opened the car glass and vomited all the contents of the stomach, He felt dizzy in his head.

“We have to go to the hospital!”

“Do not! I just catch a cold and dizzy from crying too much” Arini said firmly.

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“Wait. A minute!” Haris's words stopped Hana's move. They are still in the Centro Comercial Islazul shopping center.

“Why Mas? Is there anything left?”

Haris stopped in front of the display gallery that read Spanish Lencerbut below it there

small English writing Lingerie.

“Come in, buy some hari” hand over her debit card to Hana and whisper her password.

“Buy what?” Hana still failed to catch Haris's intention.

“The clothes you wore that night. Lingerie” Whispers Haris in Hana's ears. He blinked his eyes.

“Mas!” Hana tickle.

“I'm waiting for you here” whispered Haris again.

“I've never bought it, Mas. It was giving Yura” Protest Hana also in a whisper.

“Ayoolaah, I love it” Haris led Hana to the door.

“**Hola, que puedo hacer por thi?***Hello, what can I help you with?” The shopkeeper asked Haris and Hana who was caught was already standing in front of the entrance.

“Nona, please use English only. This pretty lady wants to buy some clothes. Helpfully

choose the best also with the best quality” said Haris casually with fluent English.

“Good sir!” The shopkeeper smiled friendly.

“Let's miss, I help choose!”

Hana went into the room, while Haris waited while playing her mobile phone. He wanted to contact Mother if they would arrive in Indonesia in three days is right for Umrah plan, according to news from the family Travel, they can only leave in 3 months.

Haris scrolls the screen looking for destination contacts, but again the call from Arini again adorns the glass screen. A moment Haris noticed the call, and then he refused. Haris' phone is back. Not giving up, Arini again made the call. Haris again refused, he chose to send a message,

What's up Rin? Harris

Mas, Hanum died. Arini

Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi raaji’un. When's?Harris

Earlier. I was really hit. Arini

When did you come to visit? Arini

If you come to worship, tell me! Arini

Mas, please forgive all Hanum's mistakes, yes! He's suffered so much. Arini

Mas…

Mas…

Haris reads a series of messages from Arini with a flat face. But it is undeniable that he was really surprised

will this news. Hanum's departure was so sudden, even the woman was gone for eternity while in a holding cell.Na’udzubillahi min Dzaalik.

“Mas, why daydream?” Ask Hana who just came out of the gallery.

“Honey, Hanum has been gone for ever!”

“What? Innalillahi wa Inna ilaihi raaji’un”

“You want to forgive all his sins to you, right?” Tanya Haris stared into Hana's bead of eyes.

“I've forgiven him, Mas!” Lirih Hana. Haris took Hana into his arms.

"How noble is your heart!" Haris kissed Hana's head.

“Mas get this news from where?” Hana stretched her arms to look at Haris.

“Arini delivered this news to me. He sends a short message” said Haris casually.

Hearing Haris words, Hana felt like someone was squeezing her heart, feeling bad. It has already been

forgave all Hanum's mistakes for him. But hearing Arini and Haris are still related even though it is just giving news, it feels like something is stuck in him.

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