Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Valentines Day

Valentines. The day of love. In our little world since we lost our mother, Sanjeev and I celebrated the day of affection for just the two of us. Even if Sanjeev has a girlfriend, he always celebrates his valentine's day with me, and then with his girlfriend after that. I have always been his top priority. But this time, it can't be like that. The situation between us is very different from the past. But at least, I was lucky enough because at this affectionate day celebration, he still tried to spend a little time for me.

Unlike me and Brother Sanjeev who always celebrate the day of affection only two, HansH always celebrates the day of affection together with his sisters, Aunt Heera, and, like, his sister, also the spouses of his younger siblings who of course differ between the years that used to be with the current year to the future. Because now two of his sisters are married, so hopefully their partner will not change again in every next Valentine's moment. More than that, this year, their members to celebrate this day of love actually increased by one more person. Sanjeev. His sisters wanted to include Brother Sanjeev with them.

Yeah, my brother's the best brother, he doesn't want to reject and disappoint his sisters. So, because he remembered that on the same day he had a little job in London, he took the initiative to take everyone to London. That must be what he would have done had I stayed with him, he would have included me on his way out of town.

"But if you can't leave, I'll try to get back to Birmingham as soon as possible, catch the time, I promise," she said as Parvani called.

Parvani who was a little disappointed and still could not make a decision was forced to hang up the phone first. "It's actually a very good idea, brother. But unfortunately we have to talk to Kak HansH first, because I know, right, Brother HansH who made the decision in this house? So we have to ask him first."

"But Brother take it easy, we will all try to persuade Mr. HansH" Sheveni said on a phone call with the loudspeaker. He seemed very excited to accept Kak Sanjeev's invitation.

Of course, Aunt Heera did not want to lose in voicing the voice. "Auntie will also persuade him. We haven't had a vacation together in a long time, have we?"

Enthusiasm increased so quickly, Nandini was so excited by this plan. "I'm sure Brother HansH would have agreed" he told me. "The happiness of the women in her family, that's a top priority for Kak HansH. He's the best brother." Nandini's beautiful eyes sparkled while praising her brother.

"Yes, I hope he agrees" I said just as Parvani hung up the phone.

Of course it's true. HansH. Where might not. "For the sake of your happiness" he said when he had just returned from office, his tiredness was completely meaningless when he was in the midst of the happiness of his family, "we will all go to London."

"You're the best, brother...!" his three sisters exclaimed compactly and splashed into his arms, and did not forget, each of them gave a kiss of affection on the cheeks of the brother.

Then, the happy scene was also overwritten by Aunt Heera who also hugged him tightly, then he gave a kiss of affection on HansH's forehead. "You're the best nephew. Auntie loves you so much."

Uuuh.

"Alright, thanks for the hugs and kisses. But I don't think it's complete. There's less." He glanced at me.

At that moment I knew his head. "Sorry, Mr. HansH, I don't want to. But I have to keep an attitude, don't I?" I rolled my eyes and I whispered, "Wait after we get married, you deserve that perfection."

He pinched my cheek with anxiety. "I'm stupid for agreeing to get married next month. We should get married tomorrow."

"Well, by the way, what gift will you give me on this day of love?"

Eh? Whahuh?

HansH. "You have to think about it. But remember, yes, I don't want an expensive gift. I just want something very meaningful, which we will always remember, and will be a memory that always accompanies our journey of love. So, think. I'm looking forward to your gift."

Oh my, auto dizzy. What am I supposed to give you? There was just a request.

Yep, impatiently that night Parvani reported the happy news to Kak Sanjeev, Sis Sanjeev who was equally enthusiastic asked permission to include Neha to come with us. Just as he loved me, Sanjeev also loved Neha and considered Neha like his own sister, although sometimes Sanjeev often complained about the noise caused by the girl. But for the rest, I know he loved Neha as much as he loved me. At least so, the relationships formed over a dozen years made us care about each other. In my opinion, caring is another form of affection. Didn't we?

The day before our departure, except for Mr. Sanjeev, we all gathered at the Mahesvara residence, excited about what awaited us. Sheveni and Nandini had already drawn up a itinerary for our visit to London and started chatting in excitement about the shops they wanted to go to as well as the Valentine activities that we absolutely had to enjoy during the time we were in the capital.

My stomach was filled with butterflies for two days, a mixture of children's excitement about the journey and realized that I would see my brother and his family who would go through a day of affection in togetherness, warmth, warmth, and happiness. My beautiful wishes.

And really, Sanjeev's smile when he arrived at Mahesvara's residence before we left expressed his feelings, while the others were engrossed in an exciting discussion, he called me out of the house.

"How are you?" her question, a soft red hue warmed her cheeks.

I know he's very happy. "I'm good, Brother. I'm happy for you."

"Thank you." He stretched out his arm. "Hug first, yuk? I miss you so much."

Grateful to receive it, I did not mind at all when the embrace lasted longer than usual, and was very tight. "I miss you a lot too" I said, causing a happy smile again etched beautifully on Kak Sanjeev's face.

That was when I begged in my heart. I want God to reconcile his heart so that he can love me always, love his sisters, and all members of the Mahesvara family, HansH is no exception.

Please, God. I'm begging....