The Chosen Heart

Episode 43

"I don't know if Mas Hanan has registered at UCL and maybe seven months later they leave" Zahwa said.

"I didn't know it all at all . Hanan's confusion he didn't even tell me or discuss anything with me." Surya was angry with his sister's behavior. Not everything he can do is easy.

"Well! I guess I'm the only one who didn't know it before" Zahwa complained.

"I'll ask him that when he's healed later" Surya growled.

"More than that I'm still curious about Zahra? Can you tell me again." Pinta Zahwa's. Being the only woman she said she had ever liked by her husband, Zahwa was very curious about Zahra.

"She is the daughter of Kyai Jauhari, who yesterday lectured at the mosque. You remember?"

"Well! Cook it!" Zahwa doesn't believe it.

"Yes. The Zahra family of the pesantren. Only, Zahra currently lives in Jakarta to pursue her education. Also his career,"

"But why do I feel like he's so close to Hanif? No, sorry. If the child who lives in a pesantren environment does not greatly guard his Etude against the opposite sex,"

"That's because Hanif is still a brother to Zahra. They've been together since childhood, anyway,"

"Oh, pantesan."

The more here Zahwa feels inferior to Zahra. It's not wrong, if Hanan likes it. If only Hanan could choose who he wanted to marry, he would have chosen Zahra.

"You can be friends with him. He's a good boy" Surya praised.

Zahwa smiled knot. Even Surya looks like it. It was clear that he still had feelings for himself.

After a long conversation, Adhan dawn reverberated. It's a long time, but fast according to both of them. They haven't talked like this in a long time.

"I will see the situation of Mas Hanan" said Zahwa.

"Come on! I'm coming with you. It's already dawn, he should also pray" Surya said.

Both of them left the balcony. Walk towards Hanan's room. Once there, Hanan was still sleeping.

"Surya Mas pray first. Mas Hanan is still sleeping, pity if you have to wake up." Zahwa.

"Well, if you need anything, just call me." Solar Messages.

Zahwa. Surya came out of their room, leaving them both. Zahwa checked Hanan's body temperature, he said,

and replace the dry compresses.

"Oh, not again. I'm getting a little better, help me to go to the bathroom." Hanan. Suddenly he opened his eyes and prevented Zahwa from changing his compressions.

"Can you get me a shirt" Hanan pinta.

Zahwa left Hanan in the bathroom, and picked up the clothes Hanan asked for. Go back to the bathroom to give it to Hanan.

"Can you help me take off my shirt, I'm having trouble, " asked Hanan, like an order to Zahwa.

Zahwa still doubted he still did not dare to touch Hanan's clothes. But seeing Hanan endure the pain she ventured. He started taking off the buttons on Hanan's shirt. With trembling hands and a feeling of was - was.

All the clothes were removed. Zahwa Carefully removed the shirt from Hanan's body. He unwittingly took off the shirt by closing his eyes. Making Hanan free to look at the face of Zahwa who was so afraid to look at him. Zahwa was so close to her , a distance of one centimeter could make her touch anything she wanted. But Hanan did not do so He just looked at Zahwa and felt every vibration that was in Zahwa. His breathing is irregular and sometimes he lasts for a long time somehow. The hand that accidentally touched his body he quickly avoided again . The hue of the face that started red hot in his face. Hanan seemed to enjoy it all .

"I'll call Mas Surya to help you clean your body if you want," Zahwa said as he left with Hanan's clothes.

"No, don't go." Hold Hanan she prevents Zahwa from moving and holds Zahwa's wrist tightly. Making Zahwa who had already felt the feeling of uncertainty again wanted to quickly control himself again. Zahwa turned to look at Hanan who was already bare-chested. This is not the first time Zahwa has seen this. But this was the first time he had seen her so blatantly .

"I don't like, if every thing you have to do with Surya. What earlier, you also called her Mas Surya. Sounds sweet." Hanan said with a limp body Hanan could still pull Zahwa's body closer before him.

"Not so, it's dawn. You must pray . I can't help you to be holy, even ablution because it will definitely touch you "The reason Zahwa tried to let go of Hanan's grasp. Too close.

"Do you not want to touch me. Am I so disgusting" Hanan said, staring at Zahwa.

"You're sick, hurry up and clean your body. If you don't want me to call Surya's mas, I'll wait for you outside the bathroom." Zahwa said, she was afraid of Hanan's attitude that seemed to want to pounce on her.

Mas Surya, Mas Surya, Mas Surya again. Why does he always say that name. Is it so hard not to call it ?

Hanan still gripped Zahwa's hand firmly and did not take his eyes off Zahwa while Zahwa was still trying to get his hands off Hanan's. He's very scared.

"Go! " Anan cried, he let go of his grasp violently. Zahwa held his wrist which was aching due to Hanan's strong grip. Without talking again, he came out of the bathroom. No longer care about Hanan who was still inside.

Hanan punched the bathroom wall. It was as if he was awakening from his subconscious. Recalling what he had just done to Zahwa, he regretted it.

She flushed her body with warm water from the bathroom shower. Expect what has possessed him to be flushed and lost with the water flowing from his body.

Outside, Zahwa sat quietly on the sofa. This time thinking about what made Hanan angry. He felt that Hanan was not pretending let alone working on him. Why does he not like it so much, if he mentions the name Surya. Still with his thoughts, Hanan came out of the bathroom. Zahwa got up from his seat, wanting to help Hanan walk. But it was prevented by Hanan.

"I want to pray, no need to help me first" Hanan said.

Zahwa. He said the prayer mat for Hanan prayed, with Hanan slightly staggering towards the prayer mat and starting to pray.

"Aren't you in the congregation?" ask Hanan.

"I'm having a period" replied Zahwa.

Hanan limped and started the morning prayers.