
Humaira looked at Gibran inside. It could not be denied that the man in front of him was very handsome, especially the origin was also clear, Gibran was not an arbitrary person. He is well-established, well-educated as well. But, Humaira did not know the meaning of this kindness because of what. It's still unclear why Gibran asked her to get married so suddenly.
"Sir. Can I ask you something?"
"Ask it" replied Gibran. He never forbade anyone to ask him.
"I know, I owe a lot, even I owe a debt that I could not possibly repay with money."
Gibran just nodded.
"But I will accept your proposal if the reason for marrying me is clear and can convince me."
The man smiled faintly. How Gibran had to say this to Humaira, one step only, Humaira would definitely not want to marry him.
"I married you because of God. I would also like to invite you to pin someone's household. I know, you might be offended because we are married not out of love, but by God, I have no ill intentions. I want to take care of you, Humaira."
The woman in front of Gibran was stunned, a faint smile on her lips. Gibran's answer was quite effective. Indeed, from the beginning Humaira did not see the bad intentions of Gibran. "Well, I'll accept your proposal if my mother accepts."
Alhamdulillah ... Gibran smiled, the man rubbed his chest a few times. Relieved to have gotten the green light from Humaira, she promised, Gibran will not delay his marriage.
"I'll convince Mom. The point is, you've accepted, we'll get married immediately after Mom's condition improves."
"What?"
Gibran just smiled broadly. The man liked Humaira's gawking face. The sweet girl who was still very young made him want to laugh.
"Mother isn't wrong, is it?"
Gibran shook his head. "I will prepare everything. Don't do anything."
** **
10 Days after Kiara and Habibie left for a vacation, they are no longer in Makkah, exactly two days ago, they decided to continue their vacation to Japan.
The atmosphere is very cool, cooler actually because they exist in mountainous areas. It has entered the winter although it is not yet thick.
"It looks like it's the first day of snow?"
The woman held out her hand from the window of their hotel room. The wood-dominated building felt very warm, while Kiara's hand that was holding the snow felt so cold.
"Alhamdulillah .. We're here the time is right, dear."
Kiara nodded her head. The woman turned around, her eyebrows rose and fell as her eyes met the figure in front of her.
"Kiara wants to play, Mas. Don't ask Kiara to come home before Kiara's satisfied."
The woman on her tiptoes, peeked at her husband's cheeks and then ran outside in a hurry. He was too afraid that Habibie would ask him to stay on the grounds that Kiara was afraid of getting sick.
"Basic, Boy!"
** **
Kiara lay down on the snow, her eyelids closed with her hands and feet moving like she was making a semicircle.
"Mas Abie!"
Kiara's eyelids began to open, the woman looked at her husband who was looking down, with a large black umbrella in her hand. The man crouched down, Habibie helping Kiara to stand up so that she could more easily raise a second jacket for his wife.
"Hold this first" Habibie said, handing over the umbrella she was wearing. Kiara according to him, even when Habibie made him a puppet of the experiment, Kiara did not mind at all. The woman received the attention of her husband, Habibie's deft hands to wear a jacket, scarf and warm hat, not only that, the man in front of her to bring gloves, he said, so protective of Habibie against Kiara.
"Don't get sick, we still have 5 days here, lest we spend five days in the room. There are many places we should visit. Do you understand?"
The woman nodded. His eyes closed as Habibie kissed his lips briefly.
"I really love you, Mas Abie."
** **
In the afternoon, Habibie and Kiara resumed their sightseeing. Both of them look very happy and enjoy the leisure time they spend. There is not much chance to get a moment like this. It's not Kiara who can't, but Habibie is the culprit. The man is always busy with work. If not forced or pressed, there was no way he would be willing to leave the ingrained job for her.
"Mas Abie! I know that Kiara is very happy now. Kiara thought, Kiara will not be able to like other people, exclusive streets like this. When Mother was still alive, Kiara and Dad often took a walk, but after Mother died, Dad rarely took a vacation, Boro-boro vacation, every Sunday, even Sunday, I forgot to take Kiara out of the house."
Habibie said nothing. He was a good listener this time, being in the cable car with Kiara, it felt very different. Habibie is the type of person who does not really like to walk, but he promises, if from now on, Habibie will learn to appreciate and try to balance his wife's hobbies.
"Kiara hope this isn't the last time we're here, Mas Abie. There are still many places that Kiara wants to visit. Mas Abie want to nemenin Kiara?"
This time Habibie nodded, he kissed his wife on the forehead, hugging his beautiful wife warmly. "Anything for you, honey."
** **
After six days there, Habibie and Kiara had already felt enough for their vacation. Tonight was the last night they were there, rather unfortunately indeed, Kiara was too reluctant to return, she was afraid Habibie became back busy and forgot to him.
"Thank you for the phone, Mom!"
Habibie shook his head. The man hugged Kiara even tighter. Habibie is not wanting to let go of Kiara, this is too dear to throw away.
"Mas Abie ikhh ... His HP flame kept it. It must be important, lift it up!"
Kiara let go of her husband's embrace. The woman turned her back to her husband with her eyes closed. Meanwhile, Habibie was sitting on his back to the bed.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet Habibie to the person on the phone.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Sis. Brother Habibie. Sorry to interrupt, Gibran just wants word that Gibran's getting married tomorrow."
Habibie, the man frowned. He immediately moved from his bed which made Kiara who had been sleeping again awake.
"Why suddenly. Who are you marrying Gibran?"