My husband Seleb Hits
1. The Green Clean Laundry

“I love you.Nobody but you” Hanna said to the most handsome young man in the world, at least that's what she always said and planted in her mind. Hanna stared fixedly at the man without blinking for a few seconds. His eyes were still on the man's face. Neat short hair, sharp eyes, thin lips, jet-sharp black eyebrows.

“Whoever tries not to fall in love with you” murmured again, he fixed his sitting position, now he folds

both of his legs were cross-legged, his right hand propped up his chin, and again his eyes were incessantly staring at the man's face. He smiled and touched the man's face.

“Hanna...!” The scream of the man was none other than the voice of his father from outside the room. “You don't go crazy in”

Hanna was still silent, not letting out her father's scream from outside.

The man with a slightly fat body pulled out the electric plug that had been connected earlier in the steam iron plug.

“Han..Hanna...” he said once again, but the one who was called didn't even come out of the room, even said no. The man hung a modern kebaya-shaped wedding dress on the hanger carefully so as not to damage the iron. The man shook his head, then he glanced towards the worn-out wall clock that was stuck to the wall not far from him, it was already almost 5 p.m., day, and that shirt should be delivered before 7 p.m.

He was also surprised, why the newlyweds clothes can go directly into the laundry because it was stained 2 hours ago

deliver it here and ask quickly for the shirt back clean and ready to wear immediately.

“Hann...” shouted once more, trying in a voice before he prepared to bang on Hanna's room door.

“Let me see Yah” said his son.

“Hah..you should just stay in the room, you should study, because tomorrow you exam, it should be your brother who is

out helping dad, instead of kamu” his father hissed, both his eyebrows raised.

Without answering any more, the boy who was Hanna's younger sister immediately knocked on Hanna's room door.

“Whataa?” hanna shouted from inside.

“I'm in kak” replied his sister. There is no longer any truth, meaning Hanna allows it. Looking inside Hanna's room, her sister shook her head. It was unrelenting and always this sight that she saw every time she entered her brother's camp.

“Do not disturb his hard sister”, for a moment he glanced at his sister, then again saw the face of the man earlier.

“Called Daddy” said his sister.

“What's up?” hanna asked inching from her bed.

His sister shrugged both shoulders, then went back out of the room when she saw her brother back in the world

“real”.

getting ready to see his father.

“Shortly yes dear...” Said slowly. Then he exited the room leaving a row of posters attached to the walls of his room.

“What's up? Last time Nayo said he said Dad called me?” hanna asked without feeling guilty, even though she had been called by her father many times.

“You're back?” asked her father while looking at Hanna. Hanna grimaced before her father with a sinless face.

“He's handsome..dia..”.

“No need to continue” Her father has memorized the continuation of the sentence Hanna who almost every time he listened. “Dad knows you like, so does Dad..” he said then laughed. “But you don't mostly dream” Her father pushed Hanna's forehead with the index finger of her right hand. Hanna pouting.

“Deliver this shirt at the address attached to the hanger of his shirt, must arrive safely without any indentation, let alone stain, must have arrived before 7 pm” command is steady. Hanna's eyes were rounded, no answer coming out of her mouth. For the business of delivering laundry is the duty of him and Nayo, but because tomorrow his sister must start facing the graduation exam High School. He took over all the tasks.

“Hanna shower first” part.

Their lives are quite simple, making Hanna also have to work. As a 4th semester student, not making him have to enjoy full time as a student, he must also come to work so that he can continue to college. Especially now that his sister is in the 12th grade of High School and will soon graduate and want to go to college, then he is partly responsible for the cost of his sister.

His father, who was always called Mr. Handi by neighbors and people who knew him was a very responsible, humorous figure, and rarely angry. He always loved his children, especially when his wife died 5 years ago. She's so incredibly struggling to raise her son alone.

Nayo, Hanna's sister. Growing up being a young man who doesn't talk much, tends to shut himself up. But he's very

loving her family, especially her sister, Hanna who is chatty and careless.

Hanna, a jolly girl who is chatty and likes to act all she wants. But behind his chatty nature, he loved his family very much. Since 3 years ago, precisely when he was in High School, he began idolizing singer and actor named Rayyan Sebastian. All sorts of poses from Rayyan Sebastian he prints and he sticks them on the walls of his room. Become Hanna's interlocutor and as a means of embarrassment. Not infrequently Father and his quiet brother joined the protest, not ignored. To Hanna, Rayyan Sebastian is truly a handsome being who hypnotizes her.

Until finally they have gotten used to the habit of Hanna which is considered strange, as long as Hanna is still

knowing his father and sister. As long as Hanna is still willing to go to college as usual, as long as Hanna still helps cooking and also working. All is considered fine.

Hanna was in the bathroom, a bit long, because of her habit of singing in her crisp voice. And again, there was nothing else he sang but the songs of Rayyan Sebastian. Fortunately his house is a bit far from the neighbors, if it is close, then surely his family will get protests from neighbors around.

After singing enough of the album, she went out of the bathroom. Thought of the old wall clock, it was almost maghrib. If he did not hurry, he could have been late to deliver the item his father had meant earlier.

Hanna was preparing after the maghrib was over, she combed her shoulder-length short hair and her straight bangs. Hurry up wearing his black jacket and prepare to deliver the goods to the destination address.

“Do not get dirty or dirty, if until it happens, whether what you will use to replace it, it's kebaya mahal” said his father reminded, who will do it, Hanna was arranging the kebaya on her bike carefully. He already has a place that is used to deliver clothes to his customers on his motorbike to keep it neat even if it must be sent without having to fold.

“Siap bos” Hanna is ready to arrange and ready to leave. “Tak more than 7 hours right?” Hanna confirmed, because it was seen from the address, not far from her home, it was estimated only about 10 to 15 minutes. Hanna drove off with her bututu motor, of course her mouth while making her cry while singing the song that had echoed in the bathroom.