Love Johanna
Section 16

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 16...

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"Tante doesn't understand what you mean."

"Look ..." said Hanna trying to explain. "For example, if we want to eat out of the house, of course the first thing needed is money. We need to get the funds out. Transportation costs to get to the place in question, keep the time, also get ready with all the possibilities outside the estimate. Sort of rain, heat, traffic jams, tired, and so on. Not to mention the preparation to face other prices that will be offered. All of these are consequences or risks. If you do not want to consider the possibilities of kayak earlier, why not choose to eat at home alone? Yeah, right? Much more frugal and free."

Aunt Chika snorts.

"Well, like the picture, Hanna also already merkirain, Hanna's choice will not be easy to live or traversed. Of course, there will be other consequences, such as family rejection. Especially Papa."

"Yes, continue .. if you already know this will be, why did you choose to be Is .. lam?" The last word just now was deliberately spoken slowly by Aunt Chika. "Now it's proof, right? You ... especially Auntie herself... participate in the risk of your choice. Try if you kayak first, you will not experience this fate, Han. Your life will be comfortable and peaceful under the teachings of the love of the Lord Jesus."

Hanna shakes. "No, Aunt. As Hanna said earlier, it was Hanna Rasain after she converted to Islam."

"It's so weird of you, Hanna," complained Aunt Hanna did not understand her nephew's thoughts.

"Maybe it looks strange" Hanna said again, "but when she was still a Christian, Hanna's heart was the opposite, Aunt. There are many things Hanna feels, including Hanna's belief in the concept of divinity."

"That's the name you lack faith, Hanna."

"It is precisely that ..." added the girl again, "Hanna's belief in the concept of divinity first, leading Hanna to be much more accepting of Al Masih as a figure of His servant. Not as a form of God."

"Your mouth is getting worse, Hanna," Aunt Hanna's nagging. "Padahan .. Kak Atan has given a good spiritual education and much to you. Bizarrely. You even use it to tell God."

"Hanna doesn't deny God, Auntie. But instead Hanna found there is another God who is more worthy of Hanna imani, namely Allah Subhanahu Wata'ala."

Aunt Chika sneered in annoyance. She's speechless. That he did so that the debate they both did not want to be heard by others around there. Moreover, the topic in some is also very sensitive.

"It's not because of the influence of the man you love, is it, Hanna?" Suddenly Aunt Chika asked another question.

"I mean Aunt ... Reychan?"

"Hmmm, who else?"

"How does Auntie know about him?" Hanna asked in wonder.

A wry smile fell on the old woman's lips. "Sister Lili .. Your mother told me."

"Aahhh," said Hanna. It'sit's nothing. Suddenly the girl recalled the figure of the man she still loved, but now disappeared somewhere. "No, Aunt. Not just because of her."

"But the truth .. You're changing like 'this because of that same fucking guy, right?"

Hanna shakes.

"No, Auntie," the girl replied softly. "Reychan is just a person who helped Hanna to eat Hanna's choice."

"You mean?"

"Jeez .. Hanna!"

"That's what Hanna Rasain used to be, Auntie," Hanna said back. "Before she got close to Reychan, Hanna had studied Islam for a long time. Also try to learn prayer."

"Because of that you often do not want to attend the service with your family?"

Hanna nodded.

"Geez, Hanna!" aunt Chika shakes her head. "Pantesan aja, Kak Lili once told me first, if you rarely really want to eat at home, follow religious events, continue to often ngamar itself linger. That's cause?"

Hanna replied a moment after being silent, "Hanna just wants to do what the rules of Islam forbid, Auntie. Although not yet fully a Muslim, but Hanna believes wholeheartedly that it is the best and must Hanna do. Hanna did not want to eat at home either because .. Mama's cooking is still mixed with ingredients that are not obtained in Islam to be eaten."

"That's just an excuse you made up, Hanna!"

Reply Hanna after a quiet heart, "Kalo Aunty wants to know the basis of Hanna's reason, just look in the Old Testament, Leviticus verse 11:7. There the answer is, 'K."

Aunt Chika did not retaliate. Until silence led them both to explore time, through the afternoon. But certainly, since then she is a figure who is always prepared to protect Hanna from the possibility of bad behavior Jonathan, for the helplessness Lilian faced her husband, as well as a communication link between mother and child.

Now, that ferocious figure was lying weakly on the sickly bed. Severe but that does not mean sleeping. Hanna knew her father could tell her presence through the touch of her fingers that were almost empty.

"Hanna …." Mama Lilian welcomed her son upon arrival at the inpatient room. Hambur hugs also glue the two together in a longing. "Your father, honey," he said sobbing sedan.

"Sorry Hanna, Ma," said the girl with tears. "Hanna just found out from Aunt Chika earlier."

The so-called figure, snorted from behind them. Andrew himself did not appear to be there.

"It's okay, honey," Lilian replied softly. "Mama herself asked to see you to tell me. 'How have you been all this time, Hanna?"

"Thank God be good, Ma."

"Hhmmm," deham Aunt Chika from behind. Highlight his eyes were not easy to notice the figure of Hanna. "Where's Andrew, brother?" ask Mama Lilian.

"So I told him to buy some food" Hanna's mother replied after taking off her arms. "In a moment too .. maybe go back."

"Oohh."

Not yet had time to mourn the condition of his papa earlier, suddenly heard the ringing tone of a cellphone in the room. For a moment Lilian and Chika looked at each other, thinking it came from the cell phone belonging to one of them. But immediately the views of the two old women lead to Hanna.

"I'm sorry, Mas" said Hanna as soon as she received the call and said hello first. "Today I can't come. My father's been hospitalized."

"Fakallah make your Papa, Hanna," concluded the voice across before their conversation closed.

"Thank you, Mas," Hanna replied later. "Yes. ." - Wa'alaikumussalaam." Then he ended the conversation and hung up. "Mama? Aunty?" The girl's eyeballs took turns staring at the two after receiving the conversation call earlier.

"Since when have you had a cell phone, Hanna?" aunt Chika's question sounded like she was holding back anger.

"I-this ... gift from .. Mas Ravi," replied Hanna.

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