Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 9: The Unexpected News
Haris parked his car. As promised he will meet Arini at 11:30 in cafe A. He was allowed to take three days of marriage leave. So, during these three days he did not have any activities at all. His eyes circled around, There was already a white swift car owned by Arini parked there, a sign that Arini was waiting first.
Haris rushed into the cafe. Sure enough, Arini was sitting casually wearing a pink hooded white shirt enjoying her favorite strawberry milkshake.
“Assalamu’alaikum, have long waited?” Sapa Haris's.
“Wa’alaikumsalam, not long ago mas, mas want to order what?” Arini waved her hand at a servant
cafe.
“Hmh, Espresso course”
“Okay” Arini smiles very sweetly.
It is undeniable, Haris is always amazed to see this girl in front of him. Her tenderness and the gaze of her own eyes managed to melt her heart. Unfortunately, they cannot be united in marriage.
“we just go straight to Rin, there is a thing you want us to meet”
“Sorry mas, you just got married but I'm still bothering you guys, sorry also I can't attend your wedding and Hana. Honestly I can't see it”
“It's okay, I understand what you feel” Haris feels guilty again.
“I invite us to meet because I want to say goodbye mas”
“Pamit? Where are you going?”
“Ke Malaysia to home oma, I want to settle there, either for a short time or for a long time.” Arini stared blankly in any direction.
“Why? Why do you have to stay there?” Haris is shocked by Arini's decision.
“You already know the answer without having to ask, Mom! ”
“Once again I apologize” said Haris, he also did not know what to do. It was also impossible to prevent Arini from staying.
“This God willing is the best for all of us. For me, for you, and also Han” Arini continued his words.
Haris feels very sad but his common sense justifies, he does not want to be involved further in matters of the heart. There will be many who are hurt. Including himself. God willing, this is the best decision.
But, does Arini have to sacrifice like this? He felt very selfish if he had to sacrifice Arini. The girl was already too deeply hurt by him. He doesn't want to add to that burden anymore.
“You don't have to go out of Rin's country, you don't have to go anywhere”
“I can't mas, I want to recover my heart. So I have to avoid all the things that remind me of you”
Haris. He doesn't know what to say.
“I hope you are happy with your marriage. Although I can not deny I still expect you” said Arini slowly but full of assertiveness.
“Then I can't continue here, it's too heavy for me” continued Arini.
At the same place, Lisa and her friend were sitting at a table not far from Haris and Arini. It just so happened that they were in the same cafe. From earlier without them noticing, Lisa noticed them quite intensely.
Lisa thinks Haris is not a good man, only yesterday he and Hana married, but now he is living with other women. Lisa did not hesitate to capture the moment of togetherness of two people who were having lunch together. He snapped his camera a few times. Maybe one day this document is needed Hana if one day their household is in trouble.
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Haris came home with 2 packs of sweet martabak. Ummi accepted it with a happy heart. How sweet is this daughter-in-law. Attentively. Haris seems to know if ummi and Hana like sweet martabak. Simple, but it has to be lived.
“Thank you son, bother bringing martabak home. Martabaknya delicious, legit and not too sweet, come on, you also have to try” praise Ummi with face sumringah.
“No need to thank me, just martabak only, buy it all the way home. Thank you if Ummi like” Haris answered Ummi's question politely.
“Yes, good, right?” Ummi invites Hana to agree that the martab is delicious.
“Iya mi, Alhamdulillah, thanks mas”
Haris smiled to see the mother and child enjoying what she brought. They seem to appreciate the gifts of others even if only a small gift.
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Hana follows Haris up to their room on the 2nd floor. Arriving at the room, Hana took the initiative to prepare a towel and a change of clothes for Haris bath.
“Still, but I can just grab my own equipment” said Haris coldly.
Hana was astonished to hear the words Haris, although she was still not willing to be Haris' wife, at least she wanted to do a little bit of a wife's duty well.
“Huhh, Tau gini ga I prepared, nyeseeeel, bear kutuub” shouts Hana's heart.
Hana also sat at her study table, she opened the computer and checked one by one the incoming emails. There are emails from the campus, emails from lecturers, there are more emails from various scholarship programs, but there is one email that attracts his attention. E-mail from Gibran, apparently 5 days ago the young man sent him an email.
Assalamu’alaikum Hana, a distant Angel in the homeland. How are you doing? I hope you are always in good health and in the protection of Allah SWT. Sorry I just told you now. My phone went missing a few months ago but maybe you already know this news from my sister Yura. I also just finished my midterms. Thank God for your prayers, I got Mumtaz's worth.
Everything is as we expected. Don't worry, I'm fine here. As promised, I will be home 6 months or a year from the beginning of the original departure but it looks like this plan will be accelerated. Insha Allah in 2 weeks I will arrive in my homeland. I booked my plane ticket just to keep my promise to you. Please get ready :) may you be happy reading this letter.
This is what I can say first. Later arriving at our homeland we will chat longer and longer. Wassalamu’alaikum wr wb.”
Your Imams Candidate
Muhammad Al - Gibran
Hana's tears fell, this letter should be the happiest news for her.
But he even nelangsa and nestapa. She is now the legal wife of another. Worse, she and her husband did not love each other. He didn't expect Gibran to be this serious. He even booked a plane ticket. What should he say to Gibran later. Yes Rabb…
Looking at the contents of the letter, it seems that Yura has not reported about her marriage with Haris. It seemed that Yura had deliberately not told this so as not to disturb Gibran's concentration on his test.
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