After Marriage
Ask for Restu
Hasan according to him, it is not good to go home when magrib arrives considering it is usually a break.
Hasan runs his car through the city. Not much different from Anha. He also felt a bit nervous when bringing his future wife to his house.
Anha looked to the left when Hasan's car had reached the fence of one of the houses in his compels. Hasan's house is big too.
“Where? Ready?” hasan asked Anha who looked somewhat gerogi.
Anha was reverberating her own fingers. Kinda nervous. Hasan gripped Anha's fingers to relieve the nervousness that was being experienced by Anha.
“Yuk, down. No papa. There's me, anyway. And Mama Papa is not everything you shadow, kok.”
Hasan's smile and the attention he gave were enough to ease his gnawing.
Anha nodded, then got out of the car and walked along with Hasan.
When we got to the big white door. Hasan knocked on the door of his house.
“Ma, Hasan home.”
After that Hasan brought Anha inside.
“You've come home?”
A middle-aged woman sitting on the living room couch looked back after hearing her son's voice.
At first the facial mimic smiled happily, but after that only followed by a frowning forehead saw the woman who came together next to his son.
“He who. Hasan?”
Anha gulped her saliva when she saw Mama Hasan's seemingly unpretentious face. But Anha still gave her best smile and greeted Mama Hasan.
“Anha aunty,” said Anha introduced herself and greeted Mama Hasan.
“Oh. The girl you knew at that time?”
Hasan nods and embraces Anha's waist making her mother focus on her son's hands.
“Sit down, aja. Please.”
“Papa there, Ma? Keep adek where?”
“Papa you again in the reading room. Your brother played the same game. Bentar Mama call first papa you make it down. Let Mama tell aunty to make a snack.”
Mama Hasan moved up the stairs, Anha just stared at her back from behind which the longer it moved the more it went.
Hasan held Anha's left hand.
“No need to gerogi.”
Anha chuckled at hearing that.
“Emang looks great, yes, if I gerogi?”
“Yes, that. Until the dryness of kayak.”
Hasan's maid came with a snack and arranged it on the table. Hasan and Anha thanked him after a moment of stale talk.
But still Anha is not at all eager to enjoy the snack. It felt like he was currently degreasing, his heart was beating faster than usual, his hands were sweating coldly, his stomach was like being stirred.
Earlier when eating together at the Mall, Hasan and Anha had decided that their marriage would be accelerated early next month, meaning their marriage was filed one month earlier than previously planned.
Today Hasan invited Anha to introduce her to her parents. Tomorrow, Hasan's replacement who brought his parents to Anha's house for the application procession.
Hasan was pleased. Although their wedding seemed rushed and definitely preparing for this all in a matter of days will not be so easy. But for the sake of getting Anha completely, it was all worth it.
Footsteps are heard down the stairs making Anha and Hasan turn towards the source of the sound.
Anha gulped when she saw Papa and Mama Hasan coming down the stairs.
His heart is beating so fast.
“Oh. So this is your candidate who at that time you told papa?”
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