Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)

Chapter 95: Torturing Feelings

Because you once lived in my heart,

And I call it ‘love’

And you left me

Rainfall ~tes test

I wonder how the sky knows how I feel ?

I'm protecting my heart, so I won't get hurt again

So I'm not gonna see you again

Is that love ?

Is that goodbye ?

Why does it only hurt me ?

It makes me unable to fall in love again

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Platyp!!!

"Who are you pregnant with?! Answer!!!" bu Indah beaver. He slapped Arini like a possessed man. Arini who had been affected by tranquilizers could only stay in bed without answering a word.

"Mi, calm down, Ummi calm down! " Aris, her sister Arini tried to calm her Umminya.

"Ummi never taught your sister to be a cheap woman! " Sembur bu Indah, he was really angry.

"Mi, let brother calm down first. Arini just got out of the hospital! This is heavy for all of us but this is not the way" Ms. Beautiful wanted to slap back into Arini's face but managed to be prevented by Aris.

"Remember! Ummi will be back to interrogate you! The child does not know himself!! " Beautiful Ma'am stared intently at Arini deeply and then came out feeling disappointed.

Slowly Arini observed the departure of Bu Indah with the tip of her eye tail.

"Hhhhhh" He let out a sigh of relief.

"Sister, Brother is fine, right? " Aris who had just returned from Shanghai to take care of her diploma and other administrations looked at Arini full of pity. He took the ointment on the nightstand and smeared his brother's red face as a result of the hard slap slowly.

"Sir, why is the world unfair to me? " Tanya Arini while staring blankly in any direction with tears in her eyes.

"Sister, not everything in this world is to our liking. Brother calm down, I'll drag the father of the older son so that the jerk will take responsibility, don't be sad. Ummi's words are outrageous but believe me.. Ummi loved her sister wholeheartedly" Aris tried to calm Arini down, she took her brother into a hug.

"I just want Haris, I don't want anything else, Hiks. It's been a year I've brought this love with hurt feelings and I tried to take my love back, ta. but hiks hiks Haris not flinching at all" Arini cried bitterly, she said, he spewed out all that stuffiness. Aris was silent.

"Would I be wrong if I wanted Haris? my happiness is not great, I just want to be happy with Haris. That'sthat's all. Now that my condition is not the same as before, I have no hope anymore" Arini said as he muttered, his voice barely audible.

"What did my sister say? I can't hear her. Brother is so limp, sister is less healthy. Go to sleep, rest first!" Aris laid Arini on the bed. He raises the blanket over Arini's body and then kisses her forehead.

"I'll come back after you rest, remember that I will always love you" Aris came out of the room but her heart seemed reluctant to leave Arini. But she still had to give her brother some space and time to rest.

***

"Son, come into your room! " Abah's word to Hana when it was reported that Haris had arrived at their residence. Hannah followed his brother's orders. He entered the room at Ummi.

Haris waited in the living room with an anxious heart. Why could this be? He remembered what his mistake was. Wasn't it when they met last time, He and Hana were okay?

Even overnight... Hmh last night they were in a condition that was not far away. Although it is true that Haris is pushy but at least Hana and she are fine.

Hmh wait, last time Hana met Arini, did Hana hear anything until her wife decided to split up?

Various questions dignified filled the contents of Haris' head, he sat contemplating until the teacher and his in-laws came over, he said,

"Assalamu'alaikum bah" Sontak Haris stood up and took the palm of Hajj Amir and gave a reverent greeting.

"Waalaikumsalam, sit down son! " Haji Amir replied without the usual smile he put on. He takes the place facing Haris. Two glasses of drinks plus snacks have been arranged neatly on the guest table. Haris was silent without a twist, to be honest he was very reluctant of his in-laws.

"What's your purpose here? Want to fix or release? " Haji Amir immediately fired a question that made Haris stunned.

"I want to pick up my wife bah, sorry to surprise Abah and Ummi. Haris should have delivered Hana if Hana really wanted to come here" Haris said in a tone as usual. He wanted Abah to know his sincerity to pick Hana up even though Abah certainly knew that Hana was not okay.

"Honestly, Hana came home crying, she held her suitcase. Abah's daughter said that she wanted to stay back here with Abah and Ummi as before. About this, what do you think, son? " Haris was stunned but he had expected that Abah had known this so far.

"Sorry Haris has been remiss, this is purely Haris' fault. Harris's wrong. But Haris did not want to part from Hana at all" Haris replied with a bow.

"That you do not know the matter and question of your household. Hana does not want to tell, and it is appropriate, let the matter of household be the business of the two of you" said Hajj Amir sage.

"But Abah only wanted to ask one thing, just as Abah had handed over Abah's only daughter to you through the holy words to thrill 'arasy, how serious are you about her...?"

"Is it true you gave Hana to the wrong man? Until my daughter who is far from perfect and needs guidance is suffering like now? " Abah said in a polite tone but further cornered Haris.

The young man was stunned, Abah's sentences were like a subtle insinuation that he was incompetent and competent in leading the household as well as being a husband. Yep. That's the truth. Although until now he himself does not know what causes Hana want them to separate.

"I'm sorry Haris bah, Haris won't defend himself here. This is all Haris' fault, Haris wants to apologize to Hana. Maybe Hana has misunderstood or indeed there is a mistake that Haris does not realize which is all hurt Hana" Haris tried to be gentleman.

"Please Abah let Haris see Hana, Haris wants to apologize directly to her, Haris really wants to fix everything, Haris... Haris really mean it, Bah! " This time Haris said with a little emotional, he was teary-eyed anxious, soon maghrib came and he had to leave for West Java, West Java, that meant that he and Hana did not have the chance to meet for quite some time.

"Hmh, I'm sorry Haris, instead of Abah wanting to separate you, seeing Hana's condition earlier, let Hana calm down first, you can't speak in an emotionally unstable condition either, Abah is worried that it will further aggravate the situation" Sahut Abah.

"Give a few days off, so that you and Hana can think and decide what is best for you, only after you speak" Abah gave advice.

Actually this middle-aged cleric also wanted to give his son-in-law a little lesson because their quarrel had reached his residence.

Haji Amir just didn't want Hana to be so easy to say the word separation without Tabayyun researching his case first. Or Haris who arbitrarily made his daughter suffer to sob. Honestly, as a father, his heroic spirit and wisdom bet here.

"But Bah...? " Haris had objections. How much he misses Hana, just being around her he still misses let alone being far away for a few days? Haris massaged his temple. Office problems are not yet finished, now added to his household problems. Allah is testing it.

"Tonight Haris had to leave for West Java, Bah. There is work to be done Haris there" said Haris limp.

"Alright, go then. May God bless your step, son! " Haji Amir closed their conversation and left Haris who had put on a beautiful face.

Haris came home with a crumpled face. He rode in the car with nothing, but he still had to be responsible for his work. Just now Mala her secretary remembered that later after the Maghrib prayer, she had an appointment to meet with her co-workers, and the meeting was of course on the orders of her. How shiny!

At this time it feels like he does not want to do any activities, considering all this, his head feels like it is going to break!

The radio in the car played a song that made her miss Hana even more,

Listen to my barrel

This voice calls your name

Because half of me

Touching your barrel

All your wounds have become my wounds

Because half of me

Yourselves

He wanted to turn off the radio. He is not a connoisseur of songs, but the more about it, the more he wants to hear it. Damnit.

***

Hana repeatedly checks the phone after previously having had time to turn it off. He did not mean to wait for a message from someone, just somehow his hand feels bad if not rubbed and look at the screen of his cellphone. He cursed his fingers when he did that.

He himself had just finished praying Maghrib and tadarus half juz from the Koran sheet. He is a little more relieved now. Although he could not be denied his heart still hurt.

Tok tok...

"Son, Ummi wants in! " Said Ummi who was standing in front of Hana's room.

"Come in, Mi" Lirih Hana. His face still looks sloppy. Ummi went into Hana's room with a glass of warm drink.

"Mas Haris is still here, Mi? " Hana asked quickly, she looked enthusiastic.

"What a spirit do you ask? Have you missed him, hm? "

"Astaghfirullah, where possible" said Hana merrily, he looked in any direction and then returned to shed tears.

"Said Abah, son Haris would love to see you. Nak Haris is serious about your household and he believes you are just misunderstanding" Ummi said as he offered a drink.

"Where might it be, Mi. A lie! Haris didn't mean it!" refute Hana.

"In drink first, son, let you not have a headache because you keep crying. It's brown sugar ginger water"

Hana nodded.

"Do you really want to part from nak Haris? Is your decision unanimous?" Ask Ummi slowly.

"Mas Haris doesn't really love Hana, Mi! " Lirih Hana Pilu, it was very desirable that he told all the burdens of his household problems to Ummi. About all the dishonor Haris, about Arini, about abandonment, uncertainty, discomfort, indifference, too. about the child in Arini's womb, yet he still holds it.

"Ummi don't know what you're going through, is it really that sick, son? " Ummi brought Hana into his arms,

"It hurts so much. Hana's sick, Hana's heart hurts "hana's moan. Ummi's heart was bleeding to hear it.

"You love Haris, boy? "

"Hana loves Haris very much. Hana confesses that Hana loves Haris, but Mas Haris plays with her heart. How should we? " Hana said while crying, her chest was so tight.

"Today, love turns to hate. Hana hates her, but Hana is also the one who wants to see her. Hana hates herself Hana!! Hana hates all these flavors!!!"

"Love, hate, longing and jealousy are indeed very close and very tickling" Ummi hugged Hana more tightly, his daughter did not know how to spill all the lara that trapped his soul.

***

Ms. Indah knocked on the door of Arini's room, seeing that no one answered, she went inside.

Blank. Bu Indah did not find Arini's figure there, but the bathroom door was tightly closed, meaning Arini was in there. Beautiful mom decided to wait for her son to come out.

Five minutes passed, silent. Arini didn't come out either, maybe she was throwing water. Cuek, ma'am Indah chose to read the books located on the shelf. His heart was still so upset and disappointed, it was time to interrogate Arini. His thinking.

He enjoyed the comfort reading so much that fifteen minutes had passed, but things remained the same, still as silent as before when he entered first. Even the gurgling sound of water was not heard at all.

Curious, lovely mom knocked on the bathroom door,

"Occarthy, Arini...! " There's no answer.

"Occarthy, Arini...! Still no one answered. Panicked, the lovely ma'am pushed her door. It turns out it's not locked.

How surprised ma'am Beautiful to see Arini lying in the bathroom with a mouth full of foam.

"Ofers, Arini!! Why you, son??? " Tanya ma'am Indah by patting Arini's cheek. Arini's darling doesn't budge. This middle-aged mother saw some foreign pills on her son's palm.

"Aris!!! Ariiiss!!!! Here you come, boy!!!!! Ariiissssss, help your brother!!!!!! Shouted mom Beautiful panicked. He checked Arini's pulse.

Degg degg Degg Bu Indah heart racing.

" Ariiiisssssssss" His screams seemed to echo throughout the space in his residence.

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