The Chosen Heart

Episode 23

"Why do you think so?" Ask Zahwa back.

"Because not only Surya who pay attention but non Zahwa as well, '' answered the pity.

"No, Bik. I think I was wrong" Elak Zahwa. He's so misbehaved.

''Oh, I see, Non," he actually knew that Zahwa was lying. For now, it seems like Zahwa is not ready to tell everything.

Clique

The door opened with his face still looking sleepy and his eyes narrowed and standing in the doorway.

"It's true that you're here" Hanan said. He's in the room.

Bik Asih who was on the bed immediately went down and moved place without being told by anyone.

"What's wrong?" asked Zahwa confused

With the body lunglai because it resisted drowsiness Hanan walked towards the bed.

Bik pasih gave an eye signal to Zahwa, he would come out for a while and he agreed with a nod of his head.

Hanan immediately broke down his body and immediately fell asleep again.

"Eh, she came just to sleep?" Zahwa said slowly.

Zahwa approached her husband to check that he was either asleep or still awake .

"You delirious?" Zahwa asked suspiciously.

After seeing her husband close his eyes again.

There is no answer, maybe Hanan is unconscious. Zahwa wanted to move but suddenly his hand was stopped by Hanan.

"Don't cry anymore" Hanan said. Zahwa was surprised he had abandoned his intention to move on. Looking again at her husband and reassuring her a little that what she had just heard was not wrong.

Hanan was still holding her wrist tightly but she was seen sleeping soundly.

"Is he delirious again?" ask Zahwa lirih

Zahwa sighed, he looked towards the canvas with a painting that was still far from perfect. Only graffiti that is not yet known will look like what.

Slowly Zahwa removed his wrist from Hanan's grip. He looked troubled, Hanan was holding her so tightly.

"Sleep is still this strong" Zahwa said.

Like it would be useless. If you have to wake him Zahwa also does not have the heart. She finally decided to sit leaning next to Hanan, her eyes still not sleepy. But he can't do anything because of this

Zahwa. What else could he do. He's lying down. This time Zahwa could no longer sleep by denying Hanan. For the first time, he slept facing Hanan face directly.

Out of nowhere, Zahwa was like hearing a drum in the tabuh so loudm He made sure that there was nothing or the crowd. Why only he can listen .

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, probably just misheard. When he opened his eyes again the sound was so loud it coincided as he looked at Hanan's face .

Why is my heart beating faster now?

Zahwa again tried to build his consciousness. But he failed. He was actually in a conscious state.

This was the first time that Zahwa looked at Hanan's face intently. All this time he had never had the courage to properly stare at the man in front of him. More so, perhaps Zahwa is not interested . Because they often meet in unpleasant circumstances . It's even hard to talk well.

Hanan's white face, pliable eyelashes . And bangs of hair that look messy. She looks cute, and not creepy.

"Why am I smiling?" zahwa's inner self after unconsciously blotting her red lips.

Zahwa hit the upholstery. He told himself to come back.

"I'll just sleep" said Zahwa lirih.

He started closing his eyes. Forcing his drowsiness to quickly come and rush to bring himself into his subconscious world. Not so difficult as it turned out, just a few minutes Zahwa had fallen asleep.

Both of their hands are still clinging to each other. It's their first night in a different position.

The clock shows at 03.00. Hanan suddenly woke up from his sleep, he was used to it or because last night he was too fast to sleep .

Realizing from his sleepiness, his eyes opened for the first time to see Zahwa's face. He fell asleep still wearing his hood. Perhaps it had become his habit or because he had not gotten used to Hanan's presence around him.

His hand ached, he looked at his hand. It turned out that during her sleep the hand was grasping Zahwa's hand. On the ground release him, he who just grasped it as pain this what else Zahwa.

Hanan slightly moved his body and leaned against the edge of the bed.

"I searched for it and subconsciously slept here," Hanan said. Remembering what happened last night.

Hanan looked at the sleeping Zahwa, his hands involuntarily stroking the wife's head. And by force he was far away again, I don't know what made him so.

"Until when are you like this" Hanan said.

The words were for what they were, but Hanan's face looked pushy. It seems to show deep sadness.

Ja. Hanan knows everything. About Zahwa and her brother she found out after a few days they got married.

He remembered their marriage.

Flashbacks

The hospital where his parents and Zahwa's parents were treated became the wedding venue of Hanan and Zahwa. They were married in one of the hospital rooms to four of their parents.

At that time only father Hanan was still conscious, and his three parents were already in a coma. Zahwa is seen crying on the side of both her parents .

"Right. Do you know that woman? " Task Mr. Rosyid

After Ijab qobul Mr. Ruslan met himself, asked as if something was wrong with the marriage.

"No, Sir. I just met after this incident," Hanan replied at the time. She was a little tired from having to take care of her parents in the hospital. A job at the office. Even when he wanted to get married he did not have time to discuss his marriage with his parents.

"You sure? Ask Mr. Rosyid. No one knew who Zahwa was.

"What's up, sir? Do you know anything about that woman" asked Hanan. Understood Mr. Rosyid's suspicions.

"Previously your papa said that you and he loved each other and promised to marry her" replied Mr. Rosyid

Mr. Rosyid recounted his conversation with papa Hanan just before they were married. About his meeting with Zahwa's parents, and his request to accept Zahwa as his son-in-law. The rejection of those who consider the parents of Zahwa is just making it up. Samapi was there when Hanan's parents found the blue box. The one with the promise and some Zahwa's name was engraved in it.

"So Hanan, are they lying? I don't understand at all. Your father just married you, too" said Mr. Rosyid. He looks anxious he thinks Zahwa and his family are lying. Looking for an opportunity to get into his family.

"Are you going to have this wedding after this?" Ask Mr. Rosyid

"Sir, please keep this matter a secret to anyone" Hanan said.

"alright. After all, it looks like you fell in love with your wife as well. Even though I don't understand any of this. But I pray that you guys will last him to look like a good woman and also beautiful" said Mr. Rosyid

Hanan did not answer. Smiling to respond. Mr. Rosyid did not know, the marriage that had just occurred had found the abyss of destruction.

At that time Hanan had not realized if what was meant by the blue box was the box entrusted by his brother to keep temporarily. His mind was in a panic, so he did not think that far. Especially considering what is not his.

The first days with Zahwa were so bleak how not. The deaths of both his parents and Zahwa's parents seemed to hint that the marriage should not have taken place.

Hanan tried to refrain from telling everything, including to his brother who was still in Cairo at the time. Just getting word that Hanan is married and that's her parents' last request.

***

"I'll wait for you to admit it. After that it's up to you! I will lightly surrender yourself to Mas Surya,"

"I wish. I hope I don't fall in love with you. Because it's gonna be hard. Whether it's me, you and Mas Surya,"

Hanan awoke from his daydream. He left the room and Zahwa, who was still asleep, died. Back to his room no longer sleeps. The dawn may be a little later, but he cannot waste the opportunity to complain to His Lord.

Very morning without meeting anyone Hanan had gone to bring the needs of his office. Just give me a quick message that he's gone to the office. It's just an excuse.

That morning he was already in a coffee shop, enjoying a cup of black coffee. In front of him was a laptop that had become a toy for his hands.

" Sory, late bro!" Said the man in front of Hanan who came suddenly.

But it seems Hanan did not question his delay. He seemed relaxed and smiled in response.

"The train didn't come.I didn't call you" Hanan said

"My phone missed the important house I got what you wanted" the man said

Hanif, the name of the man. Friends during his college first, not only friends he was like a friend even a brother for hanan. It's hard to be happy they always go through together. Hanif took out the map sheet from inside his backpack and handed it to Hanan.

"Are you sure of your decision? Has permission been given to Surya?" asked Hanif, he saw his best friend was antusia once saw the contents of the map.

"I'm sure, about Surya without his permission I will still leave" replied Hanan, without seeing the person in front of him and began to read the paper in front of him.

"And Zahwa? "

Hanif's question slightly made Hanan speechless, and looked at him.

"Don't say his name. You know everything,"

Hanif fell silent, he did not want to ruin the mood of his best friend. He knew everything, but he also did not want to make his best friend depressed.

"You've written the form?" ask hanan.

"It has. It's you, " Hanif replied.

Hanan started writing on the form paper that was in front of him. His eyes squinted slightly when he found a single paper that caught his attention. Take it and read it.

" Zahras? She's coming too?" ask hanan. Hanif was a little surprised to hear his best friend's question.

"Yes. I thought you knew,"

"I just heard the news, I thought it was just a rumor, "

"I hope this doesn't matter to you, you know I can't choose between you. I hope you understand,"

"I knew. "

Hanan gave the form to Hanif again. Hanif carefully examined it again.

"You sure about all this?" Ask Hanif. He was not as sure as his friend.

"Why? I've decided for a long time now, Surya has come home. Now it's my turn to continue my studies" Hanan replied casually .

"I don't understand at all. You've been successful, even inherited your parents' company. But why do you still want to continue S3, "Hanan commented.

"You are the same. Why do you want to continue S3, "ask Hanan.

"I'd be lazy if it wasn't for my parents asking. " Answer Hanif answered

"I am too. My parents asked for. They want me to continue my studies after Surya's sister comes home" Hanan continued .

"But you're married now,"

"Did you forget. Sooner or later Zahwa and I are getting divorced. Just wait for them to confess and all will return to their original positions, ''

"I know, but you really don't want to be with Zahwa. He looks good,"

"Stupid! Do you think I'll snatch my brother's own lover," Hanan said with a slight laugh.

"But she's your wife now, and again if you don't like her why you still want to be with her. Quickly done all. Before you really fell in love,"

"What are you thinking? I'm not gonna fall in love with Zahwa. Calm down" said Hanan.

"Before you also said that you didn't like Zahra. But after that you liked her too,"

"I just like it. Not love him and now that love doesn't even exist,"

"Yes, because now you're starting to like Zahwa"

Hanan was silent, what happened to his friend. As if hunting for something he did not yet know of its existence .

"For a long time you were like a woman. A lot of talk" Hanan said. Looking down on Hanif.

"I said the truth" said Hanif. He sure said it.

Hanan bobbing head. No longer want to overcome Hanif's words that are considered nonsense.

"I hope before you decide this. Think again. You have eight months." Added Hanif. He's not floundering.

"Before those eight months. I'm divorced from Zahwa. Then my brother would propose to her, marry her and live happily" Hanan denied

" And you ran away! Reason to continue your S3. Hoping there you find a suitable woman and return to Indonesia already with a set of candidates or even husband people. In order to prove that you have also moved on," Hanan said as if reading Hanan's mind.

Again hanan made silent by his friend. Either he thinks it's true or just nonsense.