Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Zia Yang Kepo's

"Sister-in-law!" nandini exclaimed from the direction of the kitchen as I went back in and passed the living room. "There's a call from Brother HansH."

Geez. I shook my head in astonishment. HansH had just left and waved to me, now that he had called me when I entered the house.

Well, I walked over to Nandini and I got a cell phone from her, got a phone call from HansH. "Hello?"

"Hi, Honey."

"Ep. What's up, My HansH?"

"I miss you."

"Eh?"

I practically sniggered slowly. You sombre man! He's very good at making me laugh.

"Are you happy, Sweetheart?"

"Yeah, of course, My HansH. I am so happy."

"Me too's. All because of you. I love you so much, Madam."

"Yes. I know. So what's the matter you called me? Is there anything important you want to tell me?"

"of course. Making you feel like I love you so much is what's really important to me right now."

"Uuuh...so sweet! You really are the most handsome and the most handsome man I have ever known. Now speak seriously, what's up?"

I heard him chuckle across there. "Patience, dear. Don't tell me that...."

"Okay. I won't jutek. So... What's up, My HansH?"

"No, I just remembered, Nandini said your phone broke."

"Oh, I can fix it later. Just chill. Just shatter-it"

"I'll buy you a new one," HansH quickly cut. "What brand do you want?"

"No need, okay?" i declined. "I can fix my phone."

"Don't refuse. You can't leave the house and you can't go anywhere. Even if it's just to fix your phone, I won't allow it. Youunderstand?"

"Hmm. I know, there's no point in refuting you. But. Please don't think strangely, yes. I'm not leaving you. I promised, right? Now concentrate on your meeting. Okay, Prospective Husband?"

I heard he was breathing deeply across the street. "All right," he said. "After my meeting is over, I'll be home soon."

"Em, I'll be here. Spirit, yes." Then I whispered, "I love you."

I'm sure HansH is smiling there. "I love you too, Alisah."

Alisa....

If I had heard you say my name again in your love speech, My HansH. I'm not Alisah....

No. gabe. I immediately let go of that thought, ended the phone call and I approached Nandini.

"This is your cellphone. Thank you." Thank you."

"Together, Brother-in-law."

"What are you doing? Are you busy?"

"Can we talk for a minute? If you don't mind."

Nandini's eyes. "It seems you're thinking about something very serious. Is my guess right, Brother-in-law?"

"Em, I think so. I mean. You're right. I think this is very important to me. So... Do you have time, Nandini? Can we have a chat?"

He looked at me and for a moment I thought he was going to say more, but he just nodded and took me away. "We talked near the pool. There's still enough coffee for that."

"Yeah, of course." I poured two cups of coffee for both of us, and immediately went to the pool. The warmth this morning plus a cup of coffee in each hand was enough to accompany our chat. We also sat next to each other in the recliner.

While draping both hands on his feet, Nandini looked at me. "You ready? What do you want to talk to me about?"

More precisely what I want to ask. But I can't get straight to that point. "Emm.. Look, the first thing you want to do is tell me about what happened in the past so that Sheveni behaved like that to me. I'm sorry for everything that's happened in the past. Really."

"It's not your fault, brother. We all believe in you. Well, of course other than Sheveni. Brother understood, right, how can a woman be hurt by a betrayal? His eyes were closed by the misunderstanding. That's what happened to Sheveni."

I'm nodding.

"But really," Nandini stuck out her hand and touched my arm, "besides Sister Sheveni, we all believe in you. Especially Brother HansH, he even did a blood check on you. He trusts you completely. I'm serious."

Again, I nodded in understanding. "But still, it's hard to ignore. Sheveni believes that I'm the one who seduced her boyfriend. I mean, now she's Sheveni's ex-boyfriend, but even though their relationship is long over and Sheveni's married, she still believes in what the man has to say. He still hates me and blames me for what happened."

Sighing deeply, Nandini looked at me with pity. "Yeah, unfortunately so. I'm so upset with him, he still blames you, brother. His own friends are the main cause. If only they hadn't stoked you with alcohol, you wouldn't have lost control. After all, he should have understood, even if that was the case, he should have understood that at that time you were drunk and in a state of arousal. You don't remember anything, emm.it's natural that. But that's just an example. Just an example, okay? We all believe in you."

"Yeah, thank you, Nandini. Emm.... Do you think that maybe Sheveni will change, I mean... Is it possible that she will forgive me and accept me?"

Boost. "I don't know," said Nandini, despairing covering his face. "Don't be a burden. What matters is that HansH loves you very much and we all support your relationship. You're getting married soon."

I smile. Time to change the subject.

Now it's my turn to touch Nandini's hand. I clasped his hand with both of my hands and I ventured, I asked the question which now swirled around like a disco lamp in my mind. "May I ask you about your past?"

Practically Nandini was surprised to hear my request.

I cleared my throat slowly. "Don't get me wrong, yeah," I said at last. "I didn't mean bad. I.. I just want to know, because.you and Vikram. You have different beliefs, and yesterday you said that your marriage is not because of love. I'm sorry, Nandini, if I'm presumptuous. But.. about marriage with different beliefs, I feel, it will be difficult to run." I looked at him with fear. "No offense, I don't mean to judge your marriage, but I'm worried about my marriage to HansH. You know, right, if we have different beliefs now? And well, I'm sorry that my worries made me want to know about your past, I'm sorry."

"Alright, Sister-in-law, I understand. But what happened to me and my marriage to Vikram is clearly different from your love story and HansH's sister. You, your true self are a Muslim, a belief taught by your parents since you were born into the world, but a circumstance that makes you finally have another belief. But I'm sorry, I can't meddle or give advice on this, even if my brother wants you back to your old self, who is a Muslim, he said, I can't give you any opinion on this. You have to ask yourself what your heart wants, not from the point of view of love, but focus on the beliefs you want to believe in. And I think you should really consider this before the wedding. Because the difference in beliefs in marriage is enough to affect our relationship in running the household. For example, my household and Vikram, I could not put a statue of God in my pavilion, because for Vikram it was contrary to his belief. Islam does not teach its people to worship statues, even storing statues in the house should not be. And. well, another example when he fasted in Ramadan, I who do not fast so must be busy preparing the menu for him to break and when he sahur. But, yes, we always try to respect each other."

I smiled, feeling a strange shiver in the depths of my stomach. "Lantas, with that clear difference of belief, what was the reason that kept you two married? Can I know?"

Long enough he tried to control himself before giving me the real answer, unlike yesterday who avoided me with excuses that made me feel bad to keep asking.

"I've been pregnant."

I was really surprised even though I expected it yesterday. "Pregnant?" my ul.

He's nodding. "I've been abused, brother. I was kidnapped, and I was raped."

"Oh my God...," I sigh* sad. "I'm sorry, Nandini. I'm pulling your wound." I hug him tight. "I didn't know that...."

He's nodding. "I'm okay now. I'm already fine. It's all over."

I nodded, I took my arms off her. While wiping away the tears, I looked back at him expectantly. "Emm... I'm sorry, can you tell me what happened? Sorry, yes," I said sincerely, "but honestly, I was curious. And if I ask someone else, I know there will be hearts that come back sad to remember the old wounds. But if I ask you, I mean, because you told me, I'm just asking you. You don't mind sharing that story with me?"

Geez, how sweet of me.

Please don't be angry, Nandini....