Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Under the Oath

The day after our return from London, Boro-boro was able to take the time to meet and talk with Kak Sanjeev, Aunt Heera asked for my time. He told me he wanted to take me somewhere special. And, he said, he used to travel with Alisah to visit Islamic places. Not having a niece with the same beliefs, Alisah was the only one he could take away. And now I - who was not happy to refuse, inevitably I was willing to go with him.

Escorted by a few bodyguards, Aunt Heera and I immediately drove to their destination, taking me to the Central Birmingham Mosque. Aunt Heera said, in addition to just taking a walk to cool down, Aunt Heera wanted to meet someone there. I didn't know who, what to do, or what Aunt Heera was talking to, but I finally felt that it wasn't Aunt Heera's main purpose for coming there, but there was another purpose.

At first I didn't know anything, Aunt Heera asked me to go around the mosque while discussing the past about her and Alisah, how Alisah who used to be very close to her and was well suited in any affairs, especially in the study of religious knowledge.

"Even we've been planning to umrah together after your marriage and HansH."

What...? Oh my God, my throat suddenly feels dry. "Pulp, Bi?"

"Yes, Honey. All right, you guys can go on a honeymoon afterwards."

Oh my God, I wouldn't be able to make that trip. Not with the lies I still hold in my hand. How could I possibly?

"But unfortunately Bibi was gone umrah last year. Yeah, it's a pity, we can't go together because you had an accident."

Oh. thank goodness. To be honest I am relieved, at least that plan will not be realized anytime soon, I thought. If I just go with HansH, I'm sure I can delay that plan. "It's okay, Auntie. Maybe someday our plan will be realized." But later, if my life had been cut off from all the lies.

"Yeah, hopefully, hopefully as soon as possible, as soon as your wedding makes Auntie impatient. Aunty has always been very happy about your relationship with HansH" Aunt Heera said. "HansH loves you so much, and after you meet again, Auntie feels HansH as if rediscovering her passion for life. Especially considering you're getting married soon, HansH is excited."

I smiled at him, but my heart was beginning to fret. By discussing the things that have to do with religion, I began to think that Aunt Heera would not want to rebuke me for my mischief and HansH lately.

"O yes, son, speaking of your marriage, you agreed to marry in the mosque, in the house of the Lord. And, you and HansH have chosen your mosque. But don't know now, are your intentions still the same? Did you and HansH talk about it?"

No. gabe. I don't want to get married in a mosque. I want a simple wedding, just at home.

"Why, Alisah?"

I'm shaking. "It's okay, Bi. Just. emm..me and HansH have agreed, we will organize a simple marriage, at home is enough."

"Oh, I see, all right. How do you want to." Aunt Heera looked inside the mosque, then smiled and asked me to come in, we sat in a corner near the entrance and Aunt Heera took out a small Qur'an from her handbag. "You remember what this is? Your ammunition doesn't make you forget this thing, does it?"

I nodded, and now I grew restless with an entirely different restlessness. Aunt Heera alluded to my memory, I started thinking does she know anything about me? Does he know that I'm just pretending to forget memories?

"You love HansH?"

"Emm?" My forehead shrinks. "Why did Aunt suddenly ask.... about this?"

"Jawab only, Alisah, yes or no. Give your aunt an honest answer."

I swallowed spit. My feelings are getting more and more unsettled. "Yes, Bi," I said, nodding. "I love HansH very much."

"So swear under the Qur'an that you will answer all of Aunt's questions honestly."

The deg!

Whatisthis? Is this a trap?

"Active?"

"Swear, so that Aunt does not doubt you. Auntie wants to ask you a few more things."

What would you do if you were in my position? Do you want to just run away, or will you swear by the consequences of having to answer all the unexpected questions?

I swear, I take risks, whatever questions Aunt Heera will ask me, then I will answer them. I placed the Qur'an on my head and I recited the oath with reverence. "I swear, I'll answer your questions honestly."

Yep, either at that time I had fully believed in the same God or not, but I did not intend to mess with my oath especially with the scriptures of a religion. I wouldn't dare.

"So what does Aunt want to ask me?"

Aunt Heera smiled. "You believe in HansH, don't you? You'll always trust him even if the world says bad about him?"

I'm nodding. "Yes, sure, Auntie," I said. "I'll always believe in HansH like HansH believed in me. I'll never doubt HansH either."

"You're gonna be a good wife to HansH, right? You'll always be honest, love and love her and all her family members, won't you, Alisah?"

Again, I nodded. "Yes, Bi. I swear, I will always love and cherish HansH and all his family members. And. about being a good wife to HansH, I'm going to study, Bi. I'll work. I will always try to be the best wife for HansH. I promised Auntie."

"What about honesty? You'll always be honest, won't you, Alisah?"

Now what? I'm obviously lying. Do I have to reveal all the truth now? About who I really am?

"Active?"

"Emm. yeah, Bi. From now onward, regardless of everything that happened in the past, I will just say and act honestly. I'm not gonna lie to anything." But when I can't be honest, then I'll just shut up.

"alright. Then let's test your honesty now, answer yes or no, just yes or no. Silence is not the answer. You gotit? Don't just shut up because Auntie won't accept your silence. Okay?"

For the second time I nodded. I'm getting more and more agitated with Aunt Heera.

"Alisah, please say...?"

"Say what, Bi?"

"Who really is Sanjeev?"

The deg!

Oh my...?

"Is he my nephew, my brother's son?"