Pursuing the Details of His Love Tasbih

Chapter 62 - Cravings

"In two weeks I'm going back to Indonesia, we're going to take a little time to get to know each other."

"HUH?"

Hana gave a surprised shriek, for some reason she suddenly felt nervous imagining that she would soon meet a man who might be her future husband.

"Why?" tanya Syafiq from across the phone. "I hope it's too long for you, Hana" Syafiq said. "Actually I want to go home sooner, especially once I know your older cousin is celebrating the wedding, it would be a good time to introduce yourself to your entire family. But it's a pity I have so much business to do."

"It's actually too soon for me" Hana said honestly. "Say you'll be home next month."

"What does it mean you want me to come home next month?"

"Oh, it's not like that, it's just ...." Hana scratched her head, for some reason she was at a loss for words.

"I don't think you're happy with this match, Hana, is that true?"

Hana grimaced at the question that Syafiq asked.

"That's not true" Hana quickly denied.

"So you're happy?"

"Mr ...." Hana turned her eyeballs, only now did she talk to a foreign man long enough, at length and her taste was a little strange to Hana. Especially with the various questions raised by Shafiq.

"So you're happy aren't you, Hana?" syafiq.

"I'm not her displeased," Hana said later. "But that doesn't mean I'm happy."

"You're smart, you're smart. But why are your words long-winded?" kekeh Syafiq that makes Hana immediately feel annoyed, only now there are people who say themselves rambling.

"Dear Ustadz Shafiq, you don't know me so don't judge me" Hana said. "I'm not rambling, I'm just confused what to answer. Suddenly I'm in a match with a guy I don't even know his name. Then, suddenly a man contacted me and claimed to be my future husband. Do you think I won't be nervous?"

"Oh, so now you're nervous?"

Hana glared when she heard the question, moreover Shafiq also laughed. "Why do you always laugh?" hiss Hana.

Simultaneously, the mother came out of the kitchen and immediately asked, "Who are you talking to, Han?"

"Sheviq, Ummi." Hana answered honestly.

"Oh, are you guys talking about anything serious? And why does your face look tense?" The mother's question seemed to be heard by Syafiq, the man laughed again, as if enjoying the nervousness of Hana.

"It's okay, Ummi, just surprised that there are people who can somehow contact me" Hana said in annoyance.

"Talk politely to your future husband, Han!" the mother's words immediately made Hana's countenance look changed, calmer.

"I'm sorry" Hana said spontaneously.

All this time, he was never disrespectful to anyone.

"You're so sweet, Hana!" shafiq from across the phone. "Alright, we'll meet in two weeks, Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum greetings," Hana replied in a low voice.

"Hows it? Do you feel compatible with Shafiq?" ask his mother with enthusiasm.

"Hana never felt incompatible with others as Hana felt incompatible with Shafiq, Ummi," Hana said honestly. Of course, the mother was surprised to hear that.

"No, it's not," Hana argued. "We'll see."

...🦋...

"Hana sent a message" Meizia said as she read Hana's message. Meizia and Ameer are still in the hotel. They'll be home by noon.

"What's his word?" ask Ameer while tidying up some of their stuff.

"His word is that the man he's paired with is called Shafiq, and he's different from you." Ameer frowned at the wife's answer.

"What do you mean?" ameer asked while crawling up to the bed, joining his wife who had been reluctant to get out of bed. "Take a look" asked Ameer.

Meizia also shows the message sent by Hana, and it is true that there Hana says Shafiq is different from Ameer.

"What do you think?" ask Meizia.

"Hana has never been close to any man other than me, dear, so maybe she feels uncomfortable when talking to her future husband" Ameer said.

"What if Hana doesn't like that guy? Does he still have to marry her?"

"Of course they'll still get married, because I'm sure Hana will love Syafiq once they're close."

Meizia nodded in understanding, replying to Hana's message by saying Hana will definitely like Syafiq when they are close. Ameer who read his wife's message laughed.

"You stole my words, honey," said Ameer.

"Why? Can't you?"

"No!"

"I even stole your heart."

Ameer immediately laughed at the wife's last words. "Oh my God, you're right."

Ameer put her head on Meizia's lap. "You have stolen my heart and soul, now I have nothing but love for you."

Meizia, touched by the husband's romantic confession, lowered her head and gently kissed Ameer on the forehead.

Ameer closed her eyes, which she always did when she kissed him. Somehow Ameer loved the warmth of Meizia's kiss, the warmth touched her heart.

"Ameer, suddenly I want something" Meizia said later.

"What do you want, honey? Young mango?" ask Ameer, because he knows pregnant people love young mangoes.

"No," whined Meizia with spoiled. "Suddenly I want Ummi's butter chicken."

"That's it?" ameer and Meizia asked. "Well, later in the day we'll have Ummi cook butter chicken for you."

"But I want it now!"

"Now? Now either?" peek Ameer and Meizia nodded.

"Honey, you just ate pasta, isn't it full?" ask Ameer because a few minutes ago Meizia did eat pasta.

"Let's see, suddenly I feel butter chicken hungry and want it now. So let's go home."