Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Oh, My HansH....

The inauguration of the new hotel that was held that afternoon continued as it should, even without the presence of HansH. As if my pain was serious or because of the worry of going back apart from his soulmate, he didn't want to leave me for a second. For him, he was willing to be confined to the hospital to keep me company rather than give fate a chance to repeat what happened: take the love out of his life. So, I let her be by my side the whole time. I still want to enjoy a wonderful moment with him. More than that, I could get to know HansH's figure more closely, and, being able to witness his happy smile that was engraved beautifully all the time.

Yeah, like I forgot my real purpose.

Speaking of recognizing HansH Mahesvara more closely, I just found out that the figure that people say is so creepy when he is in public, it turns out he is a young figure who likes to joke, and, and, he is very romantic, even a little silly. Like that night, when I woke up around two in the morning, the urge to pee forced me to get out of bed and want to rush to the bathroom. I don't want to wake HansH, he's already asleep in his sleep. But, when I saw her lying on the sofa, with both arms folded behind her head, her dark hair was a mess, she said, his jaw was rough by a thick brew - thicker than I had seen a month ago. He wore low-waisted jeans and a body-fitting top that showed off his fielded shoulders and sturdy arms. While the thick blanket that should have covered her body sagged to the floor - making me approach her before I went to the bathroom, I had to fix the blanket so she wouldn't wake up from the cold.

But that was the problem, seeing him fall asleep with good looks that did not diminish in the slightest, I felt anxious and anxious to hug plus kiss him.

But I can't do it. Even though we've kissed twice, last month and this month, eh? I can't do that even if I want to.

Go to the bathroom, Zia. You can cross your line if you keep looking at the good looks on his face. Conscious. You're starting to get crazy.

I grinned wide. I admit, HansH's slogan really captivated my girlish soul. I'm enchanted.

Complete with the demands to urinate, I went to the door and opened it. And...

Darkened.

"Why aren't the lights on? I didn't turn off the lights. Is the light broken?"

I shudder. It's creepy. Especially this in the hospital. There must have been a patient who died in this room. Strange thoughts started driving my brain to horror-smelling things. I'm a coward for this kind of thing. And now, the cold started to spread all over my body. My breath choked and my body trembled, shivering with cold. I could see nothing but the bathroom area where the lights were still on.

"My HansH," I called -- a few times, hoping he would wake up. But there's no answer. Relax, Zia. Be calm. His sleep must have been very good.

I focused my gaze towards the glass that was emitting a dim light from outside the room. That's the door, I thought.

"Well, if I walk straight, I'll reach the wall, just shift to the left a little bit to get to the couch. Okay, don't be afraid. Calm down."

But I'm still afraid. I gulped and continued walking in the dark. I also got to the wall. Shifting to the left a few steps, I could feel the arm of the sofa, the surface and I should have been able to touch HansH's leg.

But empty. HansH wasn't on the couch.

"My HansH's? Where are you?" I whine in the dark. And, I decided to walk to the door, towards the light I could see through the glass. "Locked? Oh, my God." I started banging. "Please, is there anyone outside?"

Silent. There is no lawfulness.

"Anyway," a faint voice called out to me, slowly, but I believe the source is near me.

Slowly, I turned around. There was a dark shadow in front of me. My wish is to say that it's HansH, but fear has taken over me.

"My HansH's? You there? Please don't joke. I'm scared."

Silence, and. The shadow approached, pulling me to a darker corner. I want to rebel, but I'm afraid it's HansH who just wants to harm me. But what if it wasn't? What if it's a bad guy? I wanted to castrate it with my blow, but I was worried that it was really HansH. He could be in pain if I attacked the main part.

Argha!

Confused! I didn't know what to do but make sure who was with me in that dark room.

"S-s-s-who? Whoareyou? Don't fuckin. Please let me go."

Silent.

"My HansH's? Is this you? Please don't joke. I'm so scared."

Huuuuh.

"My HansH?"

"Shhh...."

"I suspected! Basic prat!"

"Let me show you something more ignorant."

Aaaaah. In the silence of the night and the dark room, he just fucked me crazy and showered me with a million friendly kisses. Screaming, I shook violently in his arms.

"You're the same, it's still the cowardly Alisah" he said.

"Will you merry me? Marry me?"

Married married???

Oh, my God, he made me shut up. What answer should I give him? I want to, but...

"Say yes, please...?"

Crying out. The helplessness made me unable to comply with HansH's request, but I also did not want to refuse. Married to HansH is now part of my dream.

I knew HansH was confused by my crying, and I had to lie when he asked me why, I had to lie to myself, too, because I knew I wanted to answer yes, my heart wanted me to accept her proposal, but circumstances forced me to refuse.

No, I'm not turning down HansH for Brother Sanjeev. Due to the fact, Brother Sanjeev wanted me to accept HansH's proposal on the condition of - just getting married, and, not to become HansH's wife entirely. He asked me to give HansH a reason: to ask him to understand and to wait for that right to be granted when Alisah's memory was fully restored.

How could I do that? I love HansH. There is a sincere love in my heart for him. How could I hurt her with a fake marriage? How can I make myself just a bride for HansH, but not a wife who gives rights to him if he becomes my husband? So I decided to reject his proposal.

"I'm overwhelmed" I said. "But I'm not ready to get married yet, My HansH. This..this is too fast. We... We just met again, right? And I. My memory has not returned. How can we live our household in a condition I still forget? I don't think I'm ready. Sori's. Ii'm sorry. I'm not ready to get married. Please understand?"

Hansh nodded, but instead he hugged me then pressed the light button within the range of his hand. Lights on.

"Quiet," he said. "Take it easy." I felt her hands gently caress my back and she kissed me on my forehead.

I waited -- waited for HansH to continue his words, but there was no follow-up. He confused me what else to say. I couldn't help but hurt her heart that had just been filled with happiness. "Are you disappointed?" many finally.

"No. I'm not disappointed. I understand that you still need time. But, honey, all you need to know is, no matter what your current memory condition is, it won't affect our relationship. Even if we get married soon, I marry you in your fully conscious state and you will remember that I am your husband and you are my wife. You didn't forget the memories after we got married, did you? You've forgotten that I'm your lover, but you'll never forget that I'm your husband. So. We're getting married tomorrow."

Eh?

"My HansH. Don't joke...."

He chuckles. "So the answer is yes, right? You willing? Hmm?"

"Ih! I told you not to joke.." I whined, I pinched his waist and he screamed in pain.

But still I was the loser, in the ensuing moment, HansH got me back in his arms. He grabbed my waist, brought my body closer to him in a stomping motion. He twisted and squeezed my body against the wall to produce a thin bang accompanied by a whimper that accidentally escaped my lips.

"I just want to get a yes answer. Yes, without but and without rejection."

Oh my God, I wet my suddenly dry lips as I caught HansH's dark glare directed at me. He raised his eyebrows.

I bowed, shaking.

"Please..," he whispered. HansH raised my face with one hand, and my eyes closed. "Please...." He put his lips on my lips. "Please...." He kissed the tip of my nose. "Please.Marry me, Alisah. Marry me, please?"

I'm shaking. HansH's warm hands traced the skin around my neck. "I...." I gulped with difficulty, unable to speak, unable to think as he held me so tightly, when he looked at me like that, his eyes filled with fire and passion.

I resigned, powerless to resist. I enjoyed this sweet moment and let HansH trace the nape of my neck with the caress of his warm lips. "Married to me, Alisah. Free me from this tormenting desire. Wanted you. I want you completely. I beg...?"

Hufft. But that's exactly what I'm avoiding. She'll get hurt even more if I ask her not to touch me after the wedding. It was too cruel and would be very painful. Not just for HansH, but for myself.

"Give me until the fourteenth of February, will you? I want to consider everything maturely."

HansH smiled faintly. "All right," *it's heavy. "Fourteen February, I'll take your answer and you'll have to say yes. I just want one answer. Yeah, just yeah. Okay?"

He made me laugh slowly.

"And one more thing, tomorrow, after the doctors let you out of the hospital, you're going home to my house."

Huh huh?

"There is no rejection. I won't accept it. You can only give me one answer, yes. Just yeah."

Oh, My HansH!