Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Cheap Gossip

Until finally we were at home where the guests had enjoyed a banquet even though most of them were not from Muslim circles. All the family members seemed to be all excited to see the presence of the guests, relatives, and friends, at least that was the atmosphere before they realized the arrival of the three of us: me, HansH, and Malika. Because as I thought, all eyes were on us as soon as we entered the house. Luckily HansH quickly handled the situation. He immediately shook the hands of the invited guests and made small talk after the formalities of "happy Eid", he said", then he introduced Malika as a new member of the Mahesvara family even though she was not legally our son.

Although agitated, I tried to act as calm as possible, I forced a smile on the lips even though in the heart continued to be plagued by worry. Fortunately, thanks to HansH who had asked Vicky first to let his wife not to trigger a commotion, this time Sheveni complied with her husband and held his spicy mouth so as not to embarrass family members. As HansH, whom I have always known to be wise in leading the family, spoke the truth about the baby we now regard as our own, so as he told me, I feel relieved that there is not a single thing we cover about Malika. Well, even though in reality gossip is skewed can not be prevented. Birds are still carried by the wind.

Yeah, that's how life is. Just a few minutes of Malika's presence at Mahesvara's residence, unpleasant rumors immediately blew. At that time, less than an hour we mingled in the crowd of invited guests, the two servants who had been assigned by HansH to shop since before we left the clinic, the two servants who had been assigned by HansH to shop since before we left the clinic, go home with bags of baby groceries placed in our pavilion, so I have a good reason to leave the show. But...

Just then, Sheveni caught up with me and met me in the pavilion. Then my heart came back no more. How not, I knew exactly how Sheveni was, I thought he would instantly annoy me and disarm me with stifling words.

Oh heart... why should it be so bad to think? Why not think positive?

Beyond my expectations, my sister-in-law one with excitement on her face immediately approached Malika slumbering on the bed. Without ba bi bu or at least looking at me, he immediately held Malika and cuddled her with all his feelings and kissed her puffer cheek fondly, plus said, "Nephew Aunt is so beautiful. You're hilarious. Adorable."

My forehead is shrinking. What's the matter?

It's pretty odd. Sheveni's willingness to accept Malika which I suddenly couldn't believe, let alone to be grateful as the protagonist did in the soap opera. The awkwardness clearly made my heart wonder.

"What's wrong?" sheveni asked ketus while looking at me irritatedly. "Something's wrong that you look at me like that?"

I nodded and tried to smile. "No, really," I said. "Just. emm. honestly I feel weird seeing you. Well, you understand."

"What do you mean?"

"No, kok. I didn't mean-"

"You think I'm going to reject my own niece?"

I put my shoulders down. "Here you go, forget my words. I didn't mean to."

"I really hate you. But that doesn't mean I hate everyone. Especially my little boy, my own nephew. Even if I had a niece born from your womb, I wouldn't hate her."

I took a deep breath, Sheveni. "From now on I won't fight with you again. But that doesn't mean I forgive you. It's just because I want you to focus on taking care of my niece. And. yes, well, thank you for being a surrogate mother to Kak HansH's son. At least you're better than Kak HansH's crazy girlfriend."

"You mean?"

"Oh come. Which mother would leave her child if not a crazy woman?"

"I don't understand, Sheveni. You said girlfriend...? What boyfriend?"

"Geez you, Alisah. No need to be plain-ass. You don't pretend you don't know."

I bite my lips. Frisson. "I don't understand what you mean."

"You know, right, before you get back, it's no secret that HansH's sister took the girl to the hotel and slept together? I mean, fuck. And this is the result."

The tremors that were pounding on my chest tightened even more. "No. I believe HansH is not that kind of man."

"Sup to you. I'm not asking you to believe. But you disappeared for a year. Know what you did to my brother while you were gone?"

My tears trickled hearing the lump of rock Sheveni threw out of his mouth. Can he be trusted?

Sheveni kisses Malika, then puts her back on the bed. "What's weird anyway? Our father and mother just started a relationship with an affair. And Brother HansH the result. That's how they both got married. So that means their marriage is a forbidden relationship. So, naturally, right, if the fruit falls not far from the tree? Is it natural that HansH has children from his date? What's so weird? It was made in a hotel, and abandoned in a hotel. Fits, right? And, yeah, we live in the UK, this isn't Pakistan or India. All free in this country. You can relate to anyone without getting married, don't you?" Sheveni smirked cunningly then left the room. "Urus is my nephew well."

Oh my God, my heart. For a moment my heart was torn to shreds at Sheveni's words. Even tears were shedding quite profusely. But in the end I knew I had to be able to control myself. I am not a weak woman.

HansH is not that kind of man. He's a moral man enough not to hire a woman who's not his wife. After all, he has that deficiency. How could he have had a child with another woman? Come, Zia. Keep sanity. Don't let cheap gossip shake your household. You're a wise wife. You can face this kind of pebble. You could....