
The night is late, even the clock shows at 01:00 wib. The shining moon only shows some of it as if to describe how Hanna feels right now. Restless, restless mingled together into one.
The coldness of the night seemed no longer felt today, but he was still standing on the balcony of his room with the night wind that blew strong. The distant mind floated considering Hilman's face was very happy when he was going to marry her as if it was a poison in itself, then how Hanna would explain it later. What Hilman would say when he found out that if he had remarried Devan, Hanna's hand slowly moved around rubbing her face violently. Right now he was completely engulfed in an overwhelming anxiety.
Devan who had just caught up with Hanna entered the room seeing Hanna still standing on the balcony, her hands slowly removed the leather jacket from her body and threw originally. Stay shirt blending jeans jeans attached to his body. Until Devan's feet start to step towards the balcony.
"Why not sleep?" ask Devan.
Hanna begins to realize that there is a Devan nearby, with annoyance Hanna immediately turns around and wants to leave without talking to Devan.
"It's not polite!!" annoyed Devan while holding Hanna's arm and a sharp eye.
"Just like, it makes no difference!" hanna replied while throwing Devan's hand.
"We should be fooled!!" chirps Devan.
Hanna smiled obliquely, "Egois!!" hanna answered again and she went up to the bed.
Not long later Devan also went up to the bed, but unexpectedly Hanna immediately got off the bed and chose to sleep on the sofa.
"Why did you sleep there?!" Devan sat down and looked at Hanna.
"It's none of your business!!" ketus Hanna's.
"Hanna, don't test my patience!!!" devan Movement.
Hanna immediately got up and sat down, her eyes looking at Devan sharply, "Since when have you had patience!!" said Hanna.
"Hanna I'm your husband!!!"
"You're crazy!!" answer Hanna.
"Hanna!" call Devan.
"I'm asleep!!" hanna began to lie down again.
Devan raised next to his eyebrows hearing Hanna's reply, not even he could get angry anymore.
"You pick me who sleeps there too or you who moves here?"
"Nothing but threatening!!!" hanna said, "Now what should I do, what about Mas Hilman?" ask Hanna.
"Your husband is me, why are you so dizzy thinking about him?" furious Devan.
"He should be my husband!!" hanna answered, not giving up.
"She's still never married Hanna, aren't you afraid that your marriage will be just corn. She doesn't know what romance feels like, and then do you think she'll never be bothered with our kids. Let her get a single woman, a girl who has never been married, too" Devan explained.
Hanna fell silent and weighed Devan's words just now, but Hanna felt that not entirely Devan's words had just gone wrong. Perhaps most of it is true, because Hilman deserves a young holy woman so that she can be happy. Hanna would talk and try to explain later, hoping that Hilman would also understand.
"Hanna!" devan's heavy and restrained voice seemed to indicate he was not wanting to be denied.
Irritatedly, Hanna got up from the sofa, and brought the pillow and blanket back to the bed.
"I'm tired of making a fuss, please I want to rest!!" Hanna immediately closed her face and closed her eyes as she wanted to sleep soundly. Even he sleeps on his side with his back to Devan, a long negligee combined with a brackets still clinging perfectly. He doesn't even want to let go.
Hanna's cell phone voice rang out, lazily Hanna picked her up on the nightstand. And Hilman's name was written there, without a second thought Hanna answered the call.
"Assalamualaikum," Hanna said as the call was already connected.
"Waalaikumusalam," replied Hilman there.
"What's up, Mom?" hanna asked, putting her phone to her ear to get closer.
"What are you doing, I don't know why I can't sleep, fidgeting for no reason" Hilman said.
Hanna was silent for a moment, wanting to say her at this moment. But he thinks it's not polite at all, and suddenly his phone is seized by Devan. Devan quickly disconnects the phone call, and puts the phone in the drawer.
"Bag!!" upset Hanna.
"I'm your husband Hanna, don't you appreciate me!!!" devan resolute.
"Huuuf...." Hanna took a deep breath, "But that was just the one who contacted me Mas Hilman, the one who should have married me. And I want to talk a little with her Mas," replied Hanna would not budge as well.
"But you're my wife!" devan said repeatedly.
"But he doesn't know, and because he knows I'm still his future wife. So he had to tell her first, so that she understood and hopefully she didn't get hurt!!" obviously Hanna.
"As far as you are! But I don't like it. You're my wife, and you can't be around men except me!" Devan pulls the blanket back, he sleeps lying on his back. And look at the ceiling of the room.
"Basic crazy, you think Derren's not a man" Hanna grumbled.
"Papa and Adam were men, but were they men or were they not?" ask Devan.
"In your opinion!!!" challenge Hanna.
Arguing with Hanna will not result in anything, until Devan finally chooses silence and tries to start sleeping soundly.
Already used to sleeping alone, making Hanna uncomfortable sleeping together. Even with Devan once, to make it from earlier to withstand the awkwardness. Even until now his eyes have not been able to fall asleep soundly, but the time now shows at 02:00 in the morning.
Devan occasionally looked at Hanna who was sleeping on her back, it felt like Devan was eager to hug Hanna's body. But he was afraid that there would be another fight, the late night made him feel sorry for Hanna who had just kept crying.
Likewise with Hanna, he who can not sleep with hijab and negligent length as if making it more difficult to fall asleep. In addition to the chaotic thoughts that now hit him, the shadow of Mother Hilman's face completely overshadowed him.
But suddenly Devan's hand coiled around his waist, with Devan's body also being increasingly Devan.
"Mas!" Hanna tried to let Devan's hand go.
"But now you're mine!"
"Sorry, I'm not ready!!" Hanna got out of bed and out of the room.
His feet stepped into Davina's room, and he saw his daughter falling asleep. Slowly, Hanna climbed into the bed and slept next to her daughter.
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So what about Hilman, will everything be okay. Or there must be a replacement for Hanna as the bride-to-be for Hilman later.
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