Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Thank You, Lord....

Evades. That's the choice I made. Cowardly. Indeed indeed. But I don't know how else to deal with the chaos in my life. And I was afraid to face all the people I had hurt, afraid in a sense: I could not bear to see so many hearts hurt by my actions. I'm afraid of this, afraid of a completely different kind. Like this, if I were to meet HansH again to face his anger until he intended to kill me and make me die instantly without a word spoken -- about his disappointment to me, he said, I guess I was better prepared for that than I had to face HansH to hear him say word for word how much he hurt his heart because of my actions, I would not be able to hear it, face him who was hurt because of my actions. So, yeah, I'd better go, and-- I'm gone.

After Aunt Heera drove me to the airport, and we talked for a while before Aunt Heera bailed home, I pensively thought to myself, considering where I was going. The first time I thought about it, I wanted to go to Mecca, to the Arab country where Muslims set foot. I want to know the God HansH believes in. But I knew how inappropriate I was to set my foot on the holy ground. Then, I was wondering if I wanted to go back to Mumbai, India, but I didn't. Many memories will hurt me there, especially since there are many people I know and know Zia, I will not be able to continue living as a stranger among the people I know. For what they knew was Zia, not Alisah. So, my last thought was to go to Korea, to the country where Alisah first came back to life and created all this chaos. I thought that, even though later on Brother Sanjeev or HansH knew which country I was going to, at least I could hide, in Korea no one knew me, either as Zia or as Alisah, and there was no one I knew so I didn't have to live as a stranger among the people who would be around me in Korea.

Well, my decision has been unanimous, for a while I'm going to Korea. Fortunately, it was not difficult for me to get the fastest flight ticket considering that my departure was not during the holiday season, and more fortunate, in the waiting session for the flight departure time that I will be on, I met with Amanda, she said, the girl who had been my friend for a year was in a cooking course. But I was a little bit bored, I forgot that Amanda did not know me as Alisah, she did not know the face of Alisah, on the contrary, she knew me as Zia, with the face of Zia.

"Sori, do you know me?" ask Amanda as I greet her sitting alone in the departure lounge.

Practically, I was a wave. I completely forgot that I am Alisah. "Emm. sori, yes, I mean I know you from cooking class. Oh, that, from Zia. I mean I'm analyzing you from Zia, your classmate. You know Zia, right? I'm a friend of Zia's. My name is Alisah." I gave Amanda a handshake and smiled. "Zia used to tell me a lot about you, she said you were great at cooking western cuisine."

My handshake replied. Amanda nodded as well. He started a frequency with me in this chat. "Greetings, Alisah."

"Yes, it's good to know you in person." Our handshake came off, and I felt a little relieved.

Fuuuuh....

"So, Alisah, are you Zia's friend?"

"Em, that is," I said, lying. "Only in the art of cooking."

"Oh, means the same as me. We're friends in the same field."

"Yes, I know. Zia tells a lot about her friends who are good at cooking. Including yourself."

"Ah, could have been him. He is very good at cooking. Especially cooking Indian menu. By the way, how is Zia? I haven't seen her in a long time."

I was in front of you, if you knew....

"Anything? What's up?"

I'm shaking. "Nothing," I said. "I don't know where Zia is either."

"Oh my God, where is that girl? It's a pity that he disappeared, even though I'd love to learn to cook an Indian menu from him."

Eh?

"It's really unfortunate, I lost contact with Zia."

I'm so sorry, Amanda....

"Alisah, if you meet Zia, will you tell her to call me? Please... I beg you, yes? Would help?"

I nodded, unable to resist. Even though I can't do that. "All right," I said. "I'll tell you I met him."

"Thank you, Alisah."

"Together."

"Tell Zia it's important. I want to learn to cook from him."

Springy. Amanda's face was so happy. "Yes, Alisah. My family just opened a restaurant in Korea. So, I'll go work there. And this is my dream."

"Oh, finally. I'm so happy."

I can't believe the beautiful girl learned to cook for a whole year to work at her family's restaurant in Korea. Of course for western menu and Asian menu, not Korean menu. And with no shame, I asked Amanda for a job.

"And you're alone?"

"Me?"

"Holiday, or is there a job in Korea?"

"I. emm. Just looking for luck. Looking for a job maybe. Emm... Does your restaurant need employees? Anything. Waiter, the dishwasher, anything doesn't matter. I can cook too."

Ah... I'm sneaking around hoping to get a job from Amanda.

"You're serious?"

"Yes, of course I'm serious."

"But we're a new restaurant, of course it still takes extra effort to grow. Are you sure you want to dabble in it?"

I nodded, looking back at him expectantly. "Please... I beg you? I can cook western menu, Indian menu can also. My ability is the same as Zia's. That's unique, isn't it? We can serve Indian cuisine."

"Seriously? You can...?"

"Yes, swears. My ability is not inferior to Zia."

"good. That's why I want to learn from Zia, I know her abilities. All right then. Uh, but it's not final, yeah. I have to ask my family first."

Well, at least I have hope. If Amanda's family can accept me and my Indian dishes, at least I have a busy time in Korea.

"Thank you, Amanda. I'm so hopeful."

Smilingly. Amanda nodded. "But don't expect a hundred percent, yeah. I don't want you to be disappointed and assume I'm giving you great hope. But personally, I'm interested in serving Indian cuisine at my family's restaurant. But of course, you have to be tested."

Reply nodding, I smiled in relief because of that hope. "I understand" I said.

"Well, where are you going to live? How about in my apartment? I mean, we're renting together." He grinned wide.

Oh my God, he's so nice. "You're serious?"

"i'm serious. The apartment is small, but enough to accommodate you. How's it?"

Ah pleased. Thank you for your help, Lord. You sent me help through Amanda. Thank you....