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The car entered the yard of a house with a minimalist style painted white, glass-dominated house that looks very pleasant to Hanna. This is one of the dream models of his home. Rayyan got out of the car, without asking Hanna to come down. Rayyan opened the door.

"This is my home" Rayyan explained before Hanna thought a no-no.

Since when Rayyan moved here, why so many houses. In addition to the house they used to live in, there are apartments, and now this minimalist house. Uh no, not minimalist, it turns out this house is spacious and luxurious.

Dusk had arrived, Hanna should have gone home by now.

"I told you Nayo if you came here first,"

Hah since when did he get along and conspire with his sister?

"I'm sorry to bring you here, don't think weird first" Rayyan didn't want Hanna to think weirdly about her, because she lived here alone.

"Hem.really, I almost called the police," muttered Hanna, they were already in a room like a pantry.

Rayyan's loud laughter came when she heard Hanna's reply. Rayyan pulled out a chair and sat not far from Hanna.

"This kitchen no one has touched it yet, so I would love for someone to cook here," Rayyan raised both eyebrows, Hanna crossed her arms. That means he indirectly wants Hanna to cook here.

"So..," Hanna hung up her sentence.

"Yep, I miss your cooking, home cooking, how long I haven't enjoyed it," Rayyan tried counting with her finger, it's been so long that she couldn't even count it.

"Why are you unemployed now,?" Hanna interrupts with a silly question, Rayyan laughs back, how can Hanna say she is an unemployed. Although he reduced his schedule in the entertainer world but he had a lot of business.

"Yes, because I want to be alone with you," Rayyan gave a smile, her eyes looking mischievous. Hanna misbehaved, the question could have caused a commotion for Rayyan. Ah not surprised, because Rayyan is indeed an accomplished actor. Hanna flicked her hand, throwing away her nervousness.

"Yes, we see, there's everything in the fridge, and what I can cook for you" Hanna got off the chair, put down his bag and walk away from his high heels so that he is free, because his feet also feel very tired walking with shoes all day.

Hanna walked over and opened the refrigerator, there were many kinds of vegetables there. Hanna looked at the contents, then turned to look towards Rayyan. It's okay for him he was invited back to Rayyan's house just to cook for Rayyan, just think of it as a reward for Rayyan's kindness lately to him.

"So what's cooking, then,?" Hanna confirmed.

"I miss all your cooking, but tonight somehow I want to eat your fried rice," Rayyan asked simply.

"Huh? is that right, fried rice? in the front brother of the complex is also a lot," Hanna negotiated.

"And I told you, I want it in this kitchen there's something to use,"

"Yes.yes, but before I cook, I'm going to go to the bathroom first, yeah,"

Rayyan.

Without difficulty Hanna finds Rayyan's toilet, Hanna washes her face and washes her hands. Then he went back to the kitchen, Rayyan was not there, she was changing clothes.

Hanna prepared the seasoning she would use for her fried rice, as well as some vegetables she would use. He washed it clean. Hanna noticed Rayyan's modern kitchen, what a luxurious kitchen for her. The facilities are also very luxurious.

Hanna's done washing, it's her turn to smooth the seasoning. Hanna gave a small smile as she saw a torn being on one of the shelves. Rayyan can prepare the traditional tool in her kitchen.

"Because I know you like to wear it to smooth the seasoning," Rayyan's voice made her flinch in shock, as the clattering of her footsteps was inaudible. Suddenly it appears like a ghost.

"Yes, because I belong to the ancient people anyway" Hanna replied.

"Not so, because it feels different. That's why I prepared it especially for you." Rayyan again threw seduction, meaning what try. This is her house.

"Do I have to apply to be a housekeeper here,?" Hanna started to smooth the seasoning.

"Defused, '" Rayyan replied sternly, she stood not far from Hanna. Saw Hanna prepare the seasoning. "Because who has a house wants you to be the mistress here," well again Rayyan back to bombard him with seduction in no place.

"Go away, this is hot oil, later if you get a habe," Hanna deliberately did not serve Rayyan's fighting. Rayyan did not care, she still stood near Hanna and saw Hanna cooking. What he misses so much. I could see Hanna cooking again for him.

"Don't do it often, and I'll take it as a favor, yeah.although this is all I can do for you, after I work, so there's no time." hanna.

Rayyan nodded, trying to understand. Even though his heart is not pure.

Hanna's fried rice is ready, Hanna styled her on a plate. Very simple cooking.

"From the smell it's tempting" praised Rayyan. Hanna put it on the dining table. Before enjoying her dinner, Hanna asked permission to perform prayer first.

        Rayyan had also just returned to her room, and the two of them were already at the dining table. Almost similar to a married couple. And they began to eat, Rayyan's face was satisfied to enjoy Hanna's cooking which he said never failed, always delicious and always reminded him of his mother.

"Thank you" Rayyan said after she finished the fried rice.

"You want to add,?"

Rayyan shook her head, enough. Actually it's nice to add, it's just not fit. Hanna wanted to hurry to clean the dirty dishes and wash them.

"Han.. wait, sit there, I'll say something."

Rayyan prevents Hanna, and Hanna sits down again.

Rayyan looked at Hanna seriously, making the relaxed Hanna become clumsy.

"We should just get married, please,"

It seems like the world is stopping to turn.