The Chosen Heart

Episode 93

''Your aunt is sick. He wants to meet you.'' Said Uncle Sam.

Zahwa came with a warm drink on the tray and some snacks.

''What pain? why don't you just call. I can go straight to kebumen, replied Hanan. He's feeling worried.

Zahwa was sitting next to Hanan. Follow their conversation. Although I don't understand it right.

''Your number is missing. His number is Surya. And I must have called Surya, he said you were in Daeng. So we came straight here.''

''Surya brother didn't say anything.'' Hanan. He saw Zahwa, maybe he knew something.

''Maybe Mas Surya hasn't had a story.'' Zahwa answered her husband's gaze. He doesn't know anything either.

''Uncle came here to pick you up. Can you come with us to Kebumen. Your aunt wants to see you.'' Said uncle Sam.

Hanan looked towards Zahwa again looking for an approval answer. Zahwa nodded slowly.

''Insya Alloh uncle. Tomorrow morning we'll go straight to kebumen.'' Reply Hanan.

''Alright. Thank you if you don't trouble you." Said Uncle Sam.

''If you may know what your Aunt is sick?'' Ask Zahwa . Although she did not know, but it was her husband's brother. He was worried too.

''Heart.It hurt a long time ago. But this time it's like she's not long. Doctors have diagnosed her as 2 months old. '' Uncle Sam said.Sontak made him shed tears.

''Astaghfirullah,'' Hanan and Zahwa said.

Moments after that Uncle Sam told me about his wife's illness.

His wife, Aunt Ami, had a long history of heart disease. The family only realized after he suddenly fainted on the plantation. His age was quite dusk, but he still wanted to work on the plantation.

''Nan, since when did you get married? why didn't anyone tell us?'' Ask the man who was silent.

''Long story. For sure we were married when Mama and Papa died, Zahwa was their last will for me." Hanan answered with Zahwa's hand.

''What is the last testament? Were you guys previously dating?''

''No Fiz. Even he's his ex-Surya.'' Hanan replied with a chuckle. As if it was a funny thing. Now, he used to have to mess around.

''Sorry, Nan. Hafiz asked.'' Said Uncle Sam.

Hafiz got the answer from his father. He said that there was no need to ask much.

''Undoubtedly. No one knows about our marriage.'' Hanan.

Later that night Hanan and Zahwa also recounted the tragedy of their marriage. Till late night. In the end they were allowed to stay at Villa and leave for kebumen the next day.

''Do we need to contact Mas Surya as well as Mas?'' Zahwa asked after they were in the room.

''Just give me the news. Ndak need to tell go to kebumen.She just got there . Cook wants to go home again. He said that if people go to the cottage for the first time, for 40 days can not go out of the cottage.'' Answer Hanan. He's lying in bed.

''I've also heard of something like that. But why are you the only one in search? is there another problem?'' Zahwa asked suspiciously. His heart still hid the uneasiness that was somehow.

''Don't know me. Well, maybe I'm the most pounded darling. Or maybe get an inheritance." Answer Hanan ngasal.

''Hahahaha you are mas mas."

''If you get a legacy, it's richer.If I'm rich, you'll have more love?"

Immediately Zahwa nodded his head with a satisfied smile.

''Ahahahaha ... My wife matre." Hanan said, laughing.

''But dear,'' Sahut Zahwa with a spoiled expression.

They talked for a long time, because Zahwa had to pack things as well.

Hanan told her aunt's figure. That she was one of the aunts who loved her, as well as Surya.

When his parents died, he was the hardest hit. But because of circumstances, also far away their families can not come at the funeral.

Hanan himself at that time was not too focused on it all. She lost her parents and suddenly became a husband. It has made the mind split everywhere. Not to mention other problems.

In the morning they went to Kebumen. Uncle Sam and Hafiz were with them.

On the way somehow they just kept quiet. Hanan and Zahwa had invited them to talk, but their answer was just that.

Thank goodness, because they departed from Dieng, so not too far to get to kebumen. About 3 hours they arrive .

Hanan slightly forgot the road towards their house Because it had not been there for a long time. Not to mention, the state of the road was already different from the last time he visited their residence.

''Assalamualaikum,"

Uncle Sam entered first before Hanan and Zahwa entered. They are still tidying up what he brought.

''Waalaikumsalam...''

Uncle Sam is greeted by a girl with charming dimples. He was wearing a hijab with a shirt top dress and a glove.

He kissed Uncle Sam's hand and immediately brought the bag that Uncle Sam was carrying.

''Warda, is that you?'' Hanan asked immediately after seeing the girl. His eyes sparkled as if he could not believe what he saw.

''Mrs Hanan?'' The girl who called her name was also stunned to see the male figure in front of her.

''Come in. Your aunt is waiting.'' Uncle Sam's. They make both no longer say. And go straight inside.

Hanan waited for Zahwa who was taking souvenirs then they entered together.

''Assalamualaikum, ''' greetings to both of them.

Uncle Sam immediately sat down. While the girl named Warda has gone to the back, to fetch drinking water.

''An aunt where is uncle? we just met him." Ask Hanan.

''There's in the room. Come on, I'll take you.'' Answer Uncle Sam .

they went to the other part of the house, to the room at the end of the house.

''Ma'am, Hanan has come.'' Said Uncle Sam.

The middle-aged woman who was lying down earlier. Trying to get up from his sleep. Hanan deftly directly helped her aunt to sit leaning back.

''Alhamdulillah, you came too. How's it going?'' Ask Aunt

''Alhamdulillah, good Bi. This is Zahwa." Answer Hanan.

Zahwa, who had been tailing behind, marched forward, greeting aunt Hanan.

''Zahwa?'' Seen Aunt Ami wondering with Zahwa.

''This _'' hasn't been done talking. Warda came with a drink.

''The drink, ''' The bargain and put a tray of food on the front desk of the bed.

''Well, this is Wardah nan. Have you met?'' Aunty asked Ami excitedly pointing at Warda.

''Yes Bi. It's been. But I can barely recognize.'' Answer Hanan.

Wardah and Hanan are childhood friends. They were friends in the village. Before Hanan and his family moved to Jakarta. Although the age is 3 5 years, but they can be said friends in childhood first.

''More beautiful, graceful and Masya Alloh Wardah. Aunty wants you here, want to mate you with Warda.'' Said Aunt Ami without further ado.

Zahwa who had been silent, suddenly shocked and dropped his innate souvenirs. And walk backwards, stuck.

Hanan turned his head towards Zahwa and immediately held his hand that was getting further away from him.

''Bi is nothing. But hanan_" hasn't even finished his speech Zahwa's hand gripping Hanan's arm keeps her stifled.

''What's up? Is this too surprising? Or because? Bibi Ami's gaze was fixed on Zahwa who was seen holding Hanan's arm. It was obvious, if her aunt stared intently at her.

Feeling the stinging air of Aunt Ami's gaze. Zahwa slowly took off Hanan's arm. And a little signal to calm Hanan down. Even though he himself is not care at the moment.