Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Heart Search

Well, me and Nandini had no answer for each other so eventually our poolside chat had to be over and we decided to go back to the kitchen.

There, in the spacious kitchen, Nandini told me again that after she got married, she chose to keep herself occupied at home. Cooking became his new hobby to eliminate burnout. He also told me that his S2 lecture was forced to stop because he felt unable to always see the place where the beginning of the disaster in his life occurred. He admitted that he was not as strong as others who experienced similar things. He was unable to come to terms with things directly related to the bad event. But I think he's a strong "victim, due to the fact that there are many abuse victims who are not strong enough to face the reality of life that ultimately makes their fate must end in a mental hospital there are even many who choose to end their lives. Nandini is a strong person, and I salute him very much.

"Actually it's not just me," I'm Nandini then. "Parvani was also targeted for kidnapping, on the same day and at the same time. But thank goodness he was lucky because he survived. There was a kind man helping her. Not knowing how, he said when he saw Parvani unconscious in the car of the criminal, he was sure that something was wrong. Fortunately, the kidnapper's car was stuck at a red light, so the good-natured man could have happened to see Parvani in the car unconscious, with his instincts to save Parvani. He said Parvani was his sister, so he shouted and asked for help to the people around, as a result, the kidnappers were afraid of being mobbed and finally fled, they ran away leaving Parvani and their car on the road. Thank God, my teenage sister has finally survived."

In amazement, I witnessed the sincerity of Nandini's expression, that although she did not survive the doom, she was very grateful that her little sister had survived. Such was the true nature of an older brother, even though he himself was devastated, but he wanted safety for the younger brother. My tears even came back to witness this.

"I know you love all of us" he said later. "If you don't, you won't cry hearing this story."

I nodded, I wiped my tears and we hugged.

"So who's that nice guy?" my many. "Maybe I have a chance to meet him."

Nandini muttered, "Emm..," -- he seemed to think and remember - "if not wrong... San... Sanjee. Sanjeev. Yeah, Brother Sanjeev. Parvani calls him sister to appreciate his kindness."

You know what happened to me? Freeze. I speak a thousand languages.

Brother Sanjeev? It must be the same Sanjeev. And at the time of the incident maybe he already knew that Parvani was his sister. Maybe he already knows. Therefore his heart was moved to save Parvani.

Oh my God, I'm so grateful I found out about this story. Sanjeev's kindness proves that blood is thicker than water. He cared for his younger siblings when circumstances made him unable to side with hatred.

You're a good man. You're just taking a wrong stance because you're blinded by hate. I know, you're my brother. My brother is the best.

"But we never saw him again. He did not give me a phone number or address. Too bad. Especially me, I've never met him because I had the same kidnapping. If only, I could thank him directly, I would love to. He saved my brother."

I know where he is, Nandini. I'll find you back. I pledge.

And from that moment on my intentions changed completely. Knowing this fact, I swear to myself, for the sake of their fraternal relations, I will not destroy HansH and his family. I will not support Brother Sanjeev to destroy their brotherhood which seems never to be intertwined despite being bound by the same blood. I want them to be together, no matter what. It doesn't matter if Sanjeev's been lying to me, making up stories to make me believe him, I don't care. Most importantly for me, they must all come together as a harmonious family. I swear I will bring their families together.

I'll protect them like you did, brother. I'm sure you're only blinded by a momentary hatred. Maybe you hate HansH, but not your sisters. I'm sure you'll love them eventually. This brotherhood just needs a bridge to be a link. Because your hatred and everything that happened in the past are the separators between your relationship that is actually bound by blood.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" nandini Tegur. "That fantasy won't make my brother as strong as Popeye! Two rounds at best!"

Eh?

"Mirgini...!" I screamed, and then my laugh broke. "Your mind is too far, you know! You are, yes!"

The spinach war happened.

She was uproarious, even me, I laughed until I was amused at hearing her far too vulgar jokes for the virgin girl who was about to get married.

"Honestly I look forward to that moment" I'm Nandini at last. "Either when. But I know, between me and Vikram shouldn't have kept going like this."

It was impossible not to smile broadly at his confession. But I was also confused how to respond. Finally I can only say, "Why do we have to make things difficult for ourselves, huh? Out there are a lot of couples with different beliefs, but they don't confuse it like we do."

"Maybe because their partner is not like our partner," said Nandini. "Maybe for them if the marriage has been carried out by both parties, no matter which trust, the important thing is that they are married and legitimate to fulfill their respective obligations. Not like us. I reckon. But. yeah, I don't know. Only they know their hearts, right? But Brother HansH obviously wants you back to being the old Alisah, with your real identity."

Original. That word hit me hard.

"Now, the question is, are you going to accept, or reject, that? Your marriage will happen if you are faithful. I know my brother well in making decisions."

Shrugging my shoulders, that's all I can do. "How do you think I can be the Alisah she wants me to be? How can I get the full identity of Alisah?"

What kind of question is that, Zia? You're not sane! You want to forget your true identity? Da? You want to forget Zia and become a complete Alisah?

The hard questions swirled in my mind. And, this little piece of thought tried to justify what this uncontrollable tongue had just triggered just because my head was filled with shadows about HansH, too, the thought of Brother Sanjeev - those I must unite.

Zia's not your real identity, is she? Who knows who you really are? You're not Alisah, you're not Zia. You're just a four-year-old boy crying by the side of the road, by the forest. You know not who your father is, who your mother is, who your God is, and in what religion you were born. You don't know everything.

Argha! Dizzying.

"Really, you ask me, Sister-in-law? How do I know the answer. You even asked me. You're weird!" ledek. But then he muttered. "Emm. But tell you what, I have good advice for you. Listen, since you have less than fifty days to get to the wedding. Seek your Lord in forty days. And the rest, use the rest of the day to solidify the decision. Whatever you have to do for forty days, I don't know. You can think about it yourself. And. yeah, later please tell me, what a wonderful thing is going on until you finally solidify your heart. Okay well? Perhaps that will also be my consideration."

Huh huh?

"Why is that? Don't burden me, honey. I don't want to take others to hell with me if it turns out that my decision was wrong. No...! It won't. I don't want to."

He smiled cheerfully. "Alright, then assume I never said that. Okay well? I'm just stressed."

"Why? Wh why? Is there anything you're keeping from me?"

He puts his shoulders. "One powerful reason that never stopped bothering me, Vikram and his Lord came to embrace me when my life was destroyed. Not someone else, not God of another religion."

My tears welled up again - just as my heart trembled at his confession.

Muslim God, if you exist, embrace me. Please, please embrace me.