THE HEART PILLAR 3 KNIGHTS

Blue Range (8)

The beautiful girl ran to meet the father and jumped into an embrace that was certainly very warm and comfortable. No matter how mature she is, she is still the father's favorite daughter.

" Ihh .. papa really smells good. This is suspicious ".

" Hey!!. This is your beautiful mother ".

" Well, is that mah ? ". Kirana, the girl turned to look at her mama to get an answer.

" Well, what if your papah smells ? ............. ".

Hanin Hanania, like being fixated with all the charm of the sweet interaction presented before her. A thin smile was also sincerely reviewed, because he helped warm the love of this family. The love of a father that he never felt, at least he can still see it for real today. Iri ?, of course .. but exactly more happy.

" Mom Firman .. ", the dashing man approached and then shook his mother's hand for a moment before turning to look at her.

" This ... ".

" Hanania Hanania sir... ". He did not wait for long to shake the man's hand and kissed the back of the sturdy and wide hand with reverence.

Ah, a warm, pervading fragrance even though it is very masculine. Maybe this is how a father smells.

" Oh, you're a big boy. It's beautiful .. ".

It was not the praise that made his heart melt, but the warm flow from the wide palm that was now caressing his head slowly. This must be how it feels to be caressed by a father.

" This time so settled in Indonesia?, or still want to go back to Germany again ? ".

" It seems, stay in Indonesia only ".

" Good, at least not far from your mother. But later if you already have a husband, yes you have to go with your husband, must always accompany  ".

Hanin choked, gulped then nodded slowly. It was as if there was a low temperature breeze blowing in the cavities of his heart, making him barely able to breathe.

" Pah, come on .. It's been a long time ". Then there was the sound of Love that was a little too big with a mouth that was still sipping sweet cakes.

" Oh ... His grandson is hungry . Come. come ... ".

And for the second time, Mba Cinta again saved Hanin from a red-faced incident as a boiled shrimp for enduring embarrassment.

At half-nine in the evening, Hanin and her mother left the mansion of the Mandala Arsenio family home. Hanin felt relieved for a moment, as if he had just slipped out of a room full of deadly mines. Which could explode at any time skinning itself. Because he felt very unprepared for all the goodness and happiness of the family, Mr. Mandala and Mr. Orlin, whom he greatly admired.

" Importantly, do all the work happily. I have to start from the bottom again. What is the name of a person's quality, will certainly be proclaimed by time ".

That's how Mandala gave advice when he answered honestly, if he was just a cook helper in a restaurant. Without him feeling the need to explain that as a new person into the kitchen hierarchy, he must understand everything first about the kitchen where he works. So you must first make observations from the lower level of the cook helper. Although actually he has been trusted to be Chef De Partie in the pastry section of course. It was after he rejected the position of Sous Chef or a representative of the Executive Chef. Because he knows enough about himself with so many seniors at the right new he works later.

" But you've been Head Chef, haven't you been in Berlin ? ".

" Yes sir, but just a cafe and a small restaurant" Hanin went down.

" No problem, it means you already have the ability to lead. And this is a very important base for you. Moreover, you will men...... ".

But the kalima was unresolved because suddenly a portion of oxtail soup that had just been heated burst out with the cheerful voice of Kirana.

" Ta. da. nih favorite papah, who cook bu Firman but. Not Rana' ... ".

Predictably, the next second and minute, the gentle and dashing father had been completely overpowered by the beautiful princess. And left Hanin who was consumed with his own curiosity.

" After this, I want to have a little serious conversation with you huh ". Suddenly the sound of Bu Firman ripping silence in the driving vehicle.

Hanin gasped from the daydream, he turned to the mother who was sitting quietly next to him.

" Seriously like, Na' got scared mom .. ".

" It's not only Nania who is scared, mother is also a little scared ".

Helping to clean up the various containers that had been used to carry various types of dishes, Hanin seemed to be struggling to do the job. Until it does not take long, everything is clean and neatly arranged while waiting to dry.

Hanin stepped over to her mother who was brewing something ginger-flavored. He sat across the table, not far from his mother. The aroma of the spice that turned out not only ginger filled the dining room that was not too large, creating a relaxation that was quite pleasant. Hanin slid her legs and leaned comfortably on the chair as if she had forgotten the serious thing that her current mother would talk about.

" Want ? ", mom Word offered.

" A little bit, with mom. No more doing ".

Bu Firman then thrust a glass that had just delivered a few sips of sweet warm liquid spiced up in the throat to his youngest daughter. Hanin seemed to inhale the aroma deliciously, as she sipped her warm liquid slowly later.

" Sales like gini, winter fitting in Germany, must be very in demand ".

" You still want to go back there again ? ".

" No ma'am. If you stay a long time, it's like ".

" How is your relationship with Son Haidar ? ".  And start that serious conversation.......

" Uhuk ! ", just suddenly in Hanin's throat sprung up a barrier as big as a mountain boulder, making him choke small and coughed.

" How close are you guys ..., are you officially dating ? ".

Hanin again sipped a warm drink scented with ginger and lemongrass, to relieve the waves that swayed unsettling. Meanwhile the middle-aged woman before him stared with a piercing tenderness, waiting for her answer.

" Norone .... ". And it was the command of the mother, for her to immediately answer the question.

" Mas Haidar, asked me to wait for him ". The most perfect word that can be said. That's what happened fast, and that's the truth.

" Are you sure of him ? ".

Hanin fell silent, returning to the glass that was only a third of its contents. While his head and heart were connected to each other, he suddenly experienced chaos. Like heavy traffic on the streets of the Capital City when the hours leave for work.

" Mom's just worried, you can't exactly interpret what you're going through right now. And also, are you capable of? ... I mean, we are very much different from them. That stretched distance is too wide, son ".

Hanin who was still slightly bowed became increasingly bowed, not daring to look at her mother at all. His breathing sounds regular, of course, is the result of his efforts to regulate erratic heartbeat.

" Boy Haidar has asked permission from my mother. Of course I leave it to you. But really, I worry a lot about you guys ".

" What did Mas Haidar say to my mother ? ", Hanin ventured to raise her face and looked at the woman in a gentle manner with the graying hair.

Bu Firman looked soulfully at his youngest daughter. A mother who worries about her little girl. Who will not see sorrow again on that beautiful face, who does not want to see suffering again.

" Their family is very nice, and looks very happy to receive you. But remember, envy is everywhere. Perhaps, the test of your love does not come from family but from others. Given the position and position of Son Haidar... are you ready with all the possibilities ? ".

" I don't know ma'am" Hanin replied softly.

" Dear Nania, mother's sweetest son. The most important thing is that you convince your heart first. Other business, leave it to God. Pray for guidance and strength. It's not an easy thing, son, it's not a simple thing. But I'm sure, you'll be able and strong to deal with it ".

" I'm getting scared... ".

" Yes, you should be scared. So you're not rash. Marriage brings two big families together. Tolerating all differences, adapting to new things, and succumbing to the common good ".

What was heard was the breath of the pearl-white-skinned girl. Heavy and full of burden. Emitting worry that suddenly comes and sways like cloudy in the rainy season.

" Your future husband ... innsya Allah .. is a special person, you must really be able to prepare yourself and your heart. Haidar is different from most men, on his shoulders there are many responsibilities that are shouldered. Not only did he think of his own family, but there were thousands of families that he also had to bear his survival. You should start to understand this  ".

Bu Firman rose from his seat, then approached the youngest daughter who was now troubled. Hanin put his head on the table, as if asking for the wooden object to help support the load he was now carrying. Then the mother's gentle caress made her feel comfortable for a moment. At least he knows, there is no need to worry so much if anyone will always support and pray for you.

" Haidar, he loves you so much. That kind of eye light, I've seen it before. The eyes of the man who fell in love with all his heart and soul ".

" Is it true mom ?. The man you saw who he was ? ".

" Firmansyah ".

.......................

" Hi ... ".

Greet the handsome-looking man with a charming smile. Haidar greeted Hanin that morning, but it was still dawn when he received the call.

" I miss. Tumben's not up yet ? ".

" The one who called me. It was still four o'clock ", Hanin grumbled as he got up from his bed.

" intentionally. Let's see his plain face ".

" Oh .. ", Hanin pouted and chipped in annoyance while slightly yawning. "it's bad again ".

" Who said?, but still beautiful. Folded instead .. ".

Of course Haidar's sweet words made Hanin blush.

" Early in the morning already got sweet seduction.ah, which favor you deny Haniiin ".

Haidar looked unable to help but laugh, the dashing young man burst into laughter. " Want to enjoy sweet seduction every dawn?. I'm ready ".

" If every day is a dreadful appeal ".

" How was it yesterday, did you meet Papah ? ".

Hanin nodded in response, he'eh .

" Not bad, is it ? ".

" No, from the first Mr. Mandala was very good and friendly. Meet Kirana too ".

" Well, we've gone home, Miss Kuntilanak. You're safe, aren't you ? ".

" Apaan sih mas, beautiful sister spelled kuntilanak. Ngaco 'ah !!! ", Hanin protested.

" He.he.he. Oh yeah, what's the show today ? ".

" Help mom preparation for seven months of love. Like shopping. But at two o'clock to the restaurant, meet the executive chef ".

" Be careful, he's a boy, right ?. The executive chef ? ".

" He' uh .. Why ? ".

" I sent the driver to pick me up ".

" Apaan anyway mas. No, no need ", Hanin refused quickly.

" Want to worry me all day. What if he has a crush on you ? ".

" Yes means she's normal dong, right boy, yeah has a crush on women .. ".

" Naniaaaa....... ".

And exploded Hanin's laughter saw Haidar's appearance clearly on his phone screen. " Don't we have to start learning to trust each other and take care of each other ? ".

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The distance that spans so far is actually only as far as the time when I don't think about you.

The difference that runs deep, is nothing more than a time when we never have a problem.

When our hearts are linked in the belief of an undemanding love.

When our feelings are not two but one.

No more oceans too deep.

No continent is too big.

There is no more forest that is too thick.

No more mountains too high.

And no more desert is too arid.

In any stretch, let it be the bridge that will always bring us together.