Love Johanna
Section 2

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Part 2...

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"Little by little just learn to read Arabic letters, Han," said Reychan some time before. "You can start with the book of Iqra. There will be its own level. From easy to a little difficult."

"Hmmm, who wants to teach? You?" hanna asked back while observing a series of strange letters in a book that the man showed in front of her.

"Well, why don't you?" reply Reychan accompanied by a tickling smile, then greeted Hanna with the same thing. "But …."

'Yes, Allah .. Rey!' hanna suddenly shrieked in the heart. Then closed his eyes for a moment, after completing the last rakaat of his evening prayer. The young woman's mind suddenly remembered the figure of that one man. Reychan. Still the same age and even from him the beginning of Hanna's life began to change. Including about the scenario where the story begins.

"No, Hanna. No," Reychan said at the time, as Hanna expressed her intentions. "You want to change just because of me, you better not. No need to." Limpal Hanna wondered, "Why, Rey? Isn't that the only way your family can get me?"

Reychan was silent for a moment. It seems heavy to talk. It was a glimpse of the snoring of his breath and the up-and-down movement of his jakun, sipping a little saliva wetness to wet the throat. "No, Hanna," replied the man, "there is more to it than that."

Hanna's eyebrows spontaneously lifted. "About anything else, Rey?" tanyanya's confused. His mind was immediately filled with other questions. "One of us has to be a loser, right? And what I understand, of course it's not you."

Reychan took a deep breath.

"Come on, Rey," urged Hanna back. "Why the hell, should we hesitate, 'that is? Speaking, dong! About what else, hhmm?"

That question has not been answered honestly. Reychan always tried to dodge or even sometimes speak faintly. It is as if it is hard to reveal the truth. Until finally, Hanna took the initiative to realize their dreams a few weeks after the conversation. 

"I'm so modest, Rey," said the woman at the end of the day.

"Justice? Hanna?" timpal Reychan wondered with great shock. "W-how could you be .. aahhh, this must be just your joke, right?" She did not believe Hanna, her lover, at all.

A lover? Yes, they are both lovers. A relationship that has been knit since the meeting of Reychan and Hanna at the Ospek event first. Fellow freshmen on campus.

The 21-year-old smiled, then replied. "No, Rey. It's actually. I am so simple, really. Just like we wanted, right? So …."

"But …." Reychan's words stopped. He scratched his head even though he did not feel itchy. Trying to believe, but his little brain still refused.

Tukas Reychan immediately without being willing to listen to Hanna's utterance completely, "Why don't you talk to me first anyway, Hanna? How can you do that without my confirmation?" A long sigh accompanied the man's response after lowering his hand from the scratch on the head. There had been no immediate reaction as expected by the figure of the girl who was still sitting glued next to him, except for the rest of the effects of shock from the beginning. It sucks, Hanna thought.

"Why? You're not cool, Rey?" 

Reychan. He looked at the eyes of the woman. "Of course I'm having fun, Hanna," the young man replied stammering. "He-he, sorry .. I was just a little bit in shock." Hurriedly she grabbed her lover's fingers, then continued saying, "I still did not expect it, Hanna, you. In fact, I never asked or asked you to make …."

"Because I love you so much, Rey," Hanna said, leaning her head against Reychan's shoulder. "I don't care about myself. Most importantly, I don't want to lose you. I really love you."

Hearing the words of his lover just now, the man quietly closed his eyes accompanied by a slow deep breath. Then rubbed Hanna's head as gently as possible. But inwardly, he said, 'You don't know, Han, what I've been thinking lately. Kalopun has to be honest, I'm really worried that it could hurt your heart. Now ... One more problem, it is increasing. I ... I …."

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"Astaghfirullahal'adziim!" hanna exclaimed as she rubbed her face spontaneously. 'Yes, Allah ... It is dawn!' he continued to bathe so the chants of the sound of the azan are hanging out there, calling to blur the nature of daydreams. Memorized once will the owner of the beautiful sound coming from the loudspeaker in the nearby Musala is Ilham. 'Subhanallah .. have I spent the rest of the time given by God in the final third of the night today, just daydreaming? Astaghfirullah .. I'm sorry about your servant, Lord.'

The woman's breath was immediately splashed warmly, mingling with the cool breeze of the morning air that broke through the ventilation gap of the room window.

Just a moment ago, after performing his evening worship accompanied by a string of prayer temples, Hanna's mind suddenly wandered to remember the times some time passed. Of course, about a piece of beautiful story and the dreams of a pair of young people who are lost in romance. The man's name is Reychan.

Yes, Reychan.

The first time Hanna knew him was when he was in college. At first the girl did not pay much attention, let alone care. But as time went on, it was out of nowhere that she began to be interested in getting to know Reychan more closely. Not because of the figure of him who is so familiar in the campus environment and has the allure of a charming face, but the cause ….

"You're muslim?" hanna asked once, accidentally met with Reychan after performing Friday prayers. The man is cropping. Not at length answering questions. "You just found out, huh?" tanyanya. "Shocked?"

Hanna shook her head slowly, then replied flatly, "Not really, anyway. It's normal, huh." Rush back to his original activity, namely looking at the row of items in the store he was visiting.

"Oh …." Reychan's lips are rounded. "So, why just now?"

Feeling an obligation to answer, Hanna said. "Hhmmm, I just saw you coming out of that mosque." The girl turned her head and looked towards the large building opposite the store, not how far away from the place.

"Right?" reychan asked back, slightly sounding like he was teasing the narrow-eyed girl.

Hearing the man's question, Hanna turned her head spontaneously. He looked at her for a moment with a strange look. "Well, why wonder? I said that, too, just plain, really. Is there something strange about my question?"

...SERIATE...