Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Wa'alaikumussalam, Love....

The cup!

That sweet kiss surprised me and, instantly, froze. While the culprit, HansH, who kissed me on the cheek while his second brother was focusing on brewing coffee in front of the counter, with a wide, guiltless grin immediately grabbed my tea cup and sipped it, grinning it, he was sitting next to me, standing, applying chocolate jam to a loaf of bread for breakfast.

"Thank you, honey. I like chocolate, sweet as you."

Ughhhh! Sweetness. Actually the bread with chocolate extra was for myself, but since he had come and brought happiness for me, so just for him.

"Don't think Aunt didn't see it." Aunt Heera appeared in the doorway and joined us at the dinner table. "You're so naughty," he said.

HansH chuckled at the pleasure - to be exact, laughing at me without a care for my cheek which was now flushed like a boiled crab. "I'm sorry, Auntie. I admit I was wrong. Your favorite nephew is naughty. Then punish me. Marry us immediately. I'm willing to."

Eh? I was shocked by shock. But I can't say anything.

"Oh, why? She rejects you? Hmm?"

"What did you just do?" Nandini asked.

"She sneaks into the kitchen and kisses her fiance."

"Oh, sister, you are not married. You want your sister treated...."

Silent. The mood suddenly gripped. Everyone's faces were tense including Vikram and Parvani who had just joined in the dining room. Only I was confused.

"Don't do that again, yeah. Otherwise, Auntie will pick you up," Aunt Heera said quickly, breaking the silence and awkwardness.

HansH smiled -- forcing a smile. "Of course, Auntie. I promise."

"good. Come, all. We sit down and have breakfast."

Everyone is according. I sat down next to HansH and put chocolate jam bread on his plate. Vikram and Nandini sit next to each other, he pours coffee for Vikram. While Parvani sat down next to Aunt Heera, pouring tea for herself.

"So, it's true HansH said, Alisah," Aunt Heera said. "You must get married quickly so that this brat does not continue to bother you with his mischief."

I nodded, realizing my role had to change the sadness that had just happened earlier even though I did not know what the basic reason was. "Yes, Bi," I said. "Sign up the date."

I don't think long! Just for the sake of changing the mood covered in depression to change the warmth, I said so.

Just decide the date! Ughhhh!

"Can't you wait until next month?" Parvani interrupts. "As was last year's plan. The twenty-fourth of March, right on my sister's birthday. How's it?"

Agree. HansH nodded, he smiled happily and everyone turned to me and looked at me with question marks. Yeah, those five pairs of eyes shone with great expectations on me.

What are you waiting for, Zia? Everyone's waiting for your approval. You made a decision, didn't you? Now say. "yeah. I agree."

A banggo! Everyone was happy and I was showered with hugs and kisses.

"We're all happy for you!" the three women in front of me. Very compact!

And HansH, oh my God, happiness emanates from a smile and his two eyes are glazed. He tried to hide his scent and wiped his tears as he turned away.

"I'll make sure the wedding is going to be a big one" Nandini said. "I'll take care of everything. Okay?"

Smile, that's all I can give you.

"Thank you." HansH clasped my hand under the table. "I'm glad we've set the date."

I clasped his hand and nodded. "Yes" I said. "But now you have to eat until you're full because you had an important meeting this morning. Okay?"

"Ehm, your hand, HansH," Aunt Heera once again rebuked.

This time everyone laughed, as if the awkwardness that had bothered earlier had never happened at all.

A few minutes later, HansH finished his breakfast, followed by Vikram and then Parvani. Vikram will go to the office and drive Nandini to the door, and Parvani follows behind them.

HansH looked at me. "You'll also take your husband forward, right?"

O-ow.. is that advice, reprimand, or innuendo? A combination of everything, maybe?

I was misbehaving. I can finally just nod. "Yes, Auntie. I'll control it."

HansH laughed again and touched his hair. "I won't be naughty anymore. Really, I'll just do it in a better way."

"HansH's...."

"Just calm down, Auntie. I love you."

"You are, yes. How naughty!" Back, Aunt Heera shook her head.

"You want to go now?" my many. "Come, I'll take you to the front."

HansH gave me his arm for me, and it made me clumsy. "Don't protest, yeah, Bi. This time, just before the wedding. Okay well? I'm so sorry for you. Aunt is the best."

Well, Aunt Heera is raising her shoulders, a sign of surrender.

"Well, honey, grab my arm, please...?"

Forced, I obey. "This time."

In the arm, I witnessed how happy HansH was. This was no longer the HansH I had seen at the Christmas Market, or the HansH I had seen staring sadly into the distance on the shores of Cannon Hill Park that morning. Now he's a happy HansH. HansH who returned to feel love and is now a bride who will get married next month.

In the front yard, we passed Nandini who had just waved to her husband. Vikram had already left and drove his car out the gate. Then, next Parvani, I don't know where she's going. He was escorted by a driver and followed by three bodyguards with him.

"Good, Auntie's not following us." HansH chuckled again, he touched my head and was about to kiss my forehead.

But I managed to avoid. "I don't want to disappoint Auntie, okay?"

"OKAY. Well then, I won't kiss you before the wedding. But this doesn't apply to you."

Eh?

"You're not gonna ask me to kiss you, are you? It's the same, My HansH...."

Laughs. HansH shook his head then stuck out his hand, rubbing my cheek fondly.

"Kiss my hand, as a sign of respect and love for your husband."

I must have been confused, because he grabbed my hand and raised our hand in front of my face. "Roof?" my many.

He nodded. "You should do it like your mother kissed your father's hand. Wife kiss husband's hand."

"O-ke. I'll obey."

And I did.

"I will kiss your forehead every time you kiss my hand, after you become my wife, Lady Alisah HansH Mahesvara."

I'm speechless. Happy, sick at the same time. But I can't say anything.

"alright. I'm leaving, yeah."

"Yes, be careful, My HansH."

"certain." HansH smiled, then he whispered, "Assalamu'alaikum, Love."

Stiffened, I could feel my blood sighing to hear him say that greeting. I don't know why, but I definitely feel something strange. Tears piled up for a moment.

"Wa'alaikumussalam...."

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