The Faithful Heart

Home Sweet Home

Hana's eyes sparkled as the Alphard car he was riding entered a yard that was no stranger to him. Mr. Sholeh opened the gate of his house with little wonder because he did not think that his employer would go home with such a escort.

The luxurious house now looks more beautiful with the many additional collections of flowers in the garden and front of the house. Even nearby there is a fish pond made in such a way that adds to the beauty of the surrounding panorama.

After ensuring safety while delivering the luxury car special order, Andre and his men rushed to retreat. Although Hana and Dewa had offered them to stop for a moment just to release their thirst as a thank you for carrying out their duties well but they refused politely.

" O Allah, Lord and Ma'am Hana want to go home, do not know?" Mbok Mira was moved from inside the house to approach his two employers.

" Mbok Mira, how's it going? It's okay, right?" said Hana while greeting the middle-aged woman who was a bit puffed up.

" Alhamdulillah good Ma'am Hana. If Mbak Hana and Mas Dewa Ngabarin first if you want to go home Mbok will be able to cook special to welcome your arrival. Lah this Mbok has not cooked what about Mr and Mrs yesterday back to Jakarta."

" No matter what Mbok, after all we also want to go directly to the house of Father and Mother, already missed. He he's. Maybe we'll come home later in the afternoon." explained Hana.

" Oh, then Mbok make a drink first let's go for a seger."

" No need to bother Mbok, later we can take a drink by ourselves. We go to the room first. And this is by Mbok Mira and Pak Sholeh." Hana handed me a large paper bag.

" This is for us? Thank you, Hana. In the middle of honi what is sir? I forgot what you called it." Mbok Mira received the papper bag while frowning looking like leras was trying to remember the term for the honeymoon.

" Yes, you don't need most of the support style to use a foreign language." said Mr. Sholeh.

" Yes, what tho Pak to look a little slang that loh." said Mbok Mira.

"Ha ha ha. Honeymoon?" Hana chuckles at the attitude of the woman who has been caring for and maintaining this luxurious house for several years.

" That's what Mbok meant."

" We went to the room first. The suitcase will be packed later. Right now there are important things that we have to do without any interference" said Dewa full of intent. And in an instant he brought Hana's body into his carriage ala bridal style that is often in the scene of romantic movies.

" Ah, honey what are you doing? It's so embarrassing. There are Mbok Mira and Mr. Sholeh, let me go." whispered Hana who was surprised by the action of her husband who arrived to carry her without asking for approval.

" Hush. What is shameful? You are my legal wife in the eyes of law and religion. So we want anything we have bagged the halal label. After all Mbok Mira and Pak Sholeh will certainly not mind, after all they were also young. Isn't that so Mira Mira? Sholeh sir?"

" He he he, yes Mas, Ma'am. We don't mind at all. In fact, we are happy to see you guys get along well and romantic like that. Is that really Buk?" Mr. Sholeh forced a smile on his lips.

What is this God, Tho? I do not mind but in the morning watch kayak gini bikin ngiri.

" Is right. Simbok is also happy to see the scene in a Korean drama. He he." added Mbok Mira whose cheeks had blushed.

Mas Dewa and Mbak Hana are very suitable. A beautiful and beautiful couple.

Mbok Mira and Pak Sholeh faithfully stared at the departure of both of their employers.

" Sir is one time I was also carried like that." Mbok Mira snorted when his master had passed from before him.

" Ck, mbok ya don't freak tho Bu. See what your body size is like now. We are also not young. Already, I want to clean the garden first. You keep clean of the house."

" yes. Oh yes sir let's see first by him. From the Netherlands, sir." Mbok Mira and Pak Sholeh opened the paper bag enthusiastically.

" Snake?" asked the God staring at his wife's bead.

" Huum." snorted Hana.

" Then just rest for a while. After that, we will continue to bathe in the place of father and mother-in-law."

" Alright, but don't let me sleep too long. I miss my mom and dad."

" Yes, now go to sleep. I'll wake you in an hour." The god kissed his wife's forehead gently.

" Aren't you sleeping?" hana asked to look at her husband who had just moved from her side.

" No, I have to make some calls first. Or do you want another round?" ask the gods in a sensual tone.

" Forget it, I want to sleep." replied Hana quickly as she closed her eyes.

The god went to his study. There he packed his laptop and cell phone. There is a lot of work and calls that he has to do because during the honeymoon he accidentally deactivated his phone. Among the calls he took the time to contact his mother's father to inform him of his return. And of course he also contacted his biological father.

" Hey Son, have you arrived?" ask Russell from across the street.

" Yes, we got home safely. And I think Papa knew it too without me telling you, right?"

" Hey, why does your tone of voice sound like such an upset person?"

" Papa must have known why." ketus god.

" This is about your gift? Is something wrong or less?"

" Not less Pa, but it's too much. Especially to tell people to escort us home. Hana and I are not comfortable with Papa's treatment like that." said Dewa.

" Come Son, Papa just wants to spoil you two a little. And what's wrong if Papa does it all to ensure the safety of your son and daughter-in-law. And regarding the gift of the gift, Papa felt that nothing was excessive. Papa's just trying to give you the best and that's not how much Papa's done to you."

" Papa's not wrong, Papa didn't do anything."

"That's what I mean. I never did anything for you. Papa never did a Papa's duty to his son. And right now Papa's just trying to make up for it all."

" Come on don't thing like that. I never demanded anything from Papa. I hope this is the first and last time Papa over-does us like before. I know Papa and Mama Aleena love me and Hana but don't treat us like this let us learn and develop to our ability. Doesn't Papa want me to continue with Van Nero's company? Then let me try my hardest so that I am worthy to accept the responsibility of it all. Papa believes in my abilities, right? So please dont do anything again." said Dewa with great emphasis.

" Ok, I will do as you wish. Are you happy?" Russell pressed his ego to budge.

" yes. Thank you so much. Give our love to Mama Aleena. Take good care of him good Pa." God ended his call.

" Like father like son's. He is my son. They are hardworking and do not like to rely on the help of others. Yach though I also have to admit that we're just as stubborn." Russell snorted in light of his struggle when building Van Nero from scratch to become a major company that is quite influential in the world.

" I'm sure you'll soon achieve your dream of setting up your own company because there's my blood in you. And fine if you don't want me to do anything for you guys. But I don't accept my son's refusal. I can still watch over and help you with silence." Russell's lips grinned.