The Love that is Haram

Doubt

While Bu Hasna who kept thinking about the existence of Nasywa fell ill because he kept thinking about it. It has been more than a week that Ms. Hasna lay weakly helpless. Especially in her condition that is pregnant makes Bu Hasna even more concerned.

"At take his vitamins," said Herman while proffering vitamins and water on Hasna.

"I don't want Mas, I want to know Nasywa's whereabouts. It's been over a month, why is there still no news from him?" crying Hasna.

"And from the beginning I've said, If the police won't process the reports of ordinary people like us, if the process will take months" Herman said.

"Have Hasna, you just focus on your pregnancy, If you keep this up I'm tired of taking care of it!" herman left the room.

Hasna wept more and more bitterly considering that Herman who became the only backrest of her complaint said something that so pierced her heart.

•••

In his room Nasywa paced holding a cell phone that Edward bought. Several times he tried to contact his mother. But it was always Herman who picked up so he had to turn off his phone before he could talk to his mother.

Ckleek...

Nasywa gasped to see Edward open the door to her room.

"I'm sorry I knocked a few times but you didn't answer."

"Oh... E... I'm sorry, I'm daydreaming."

"Don't daydream a lot later I can get into your mind."

Nasywa smiled faintly hearing Edward who increasingly showed signals of his feelings.

"Then I go to work first, be careful when you leave."

Nasywa nodded her head and looked at Edward as he disappeared behind the door.

After Edward left, Nasywa had the idea to get Edward to call his mother to find out. He quickly chased Edward. But he was a little late because as soon as he got to the parking lot, Edward had been speeding away in his car. With a little disappointment Nasywa went back inside.

•••

After feeling his strength restored, Kenzo woke up tidying up his messy shirt and suit to prepare to leave the room. While Tania who was standing next to him continued to pay attention to the man of his tribe. It had been more than a week he was in Jakarta but Kenzo never wanted to look at him intensely.

"Kenzo's... Kenzo.." teetering Tania offset Kenzo's rapid pace. But not a single bit of Kenzo cared about it and continued to step down towards the receptionist.

"Can you tell me on behalf of the room I'm staying in?" ask Kenzo while returning the room key.

"Before Master."

After waiting less than ten minutes the officer said that the room Kenzo had occupied was on his behalf. Still unsure of that, Kenzo whispered and glanced at Tania who was standing not far away from him.

"Did that girl bring me here?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I wasn't on duty last night."

Kenzo stroked a rough breath and left the reception desk without caring for Tania who continued to follow him.

"Kenzo's... Can we have breakfast first?"

"Go on your own, don't keep following me!"

"Kenzo's... Remember your condition."

"I don't care about my condition, Even if I die, it'll be better!" Kenzo got to his car and got ready to get in. But Tania held him back and stood right in front of him.

"Kenzo! How long are you going to torture yourself for a woman who doesn't think about you?"

"Close your mouth! Don't ever think bad about Nasywa."

"Kenzo's... If he thinks of you, he won't just disappear from you, he won't let you fall down alone like this."

Kenzo was silent at what Tania had said. His words were enough to make his heart doubt the feelings Nasywa had ever had for him.

"Kenzo's... I have no ill intent, nor do I force you to accept me immediately, But at least consider Me as your friend so that you don't feel alone."

Kenzo looked at Tania who looked so sincerely offering friendship without forcing herself to accept their matchmaking.

Seriate...