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12. Hanna the Transparent

Rayyan was already sitting sweetly in the car, Kamila was next to her.

"When is breakfast from home?" Kamila was curious, she held back her laughter, usually Rayyan waited for breakfast from her.

"Why? aren't you tired of bringing me breakfast?" ask Rayyan. Kamila laughs.

"It's only been a few days, you seem to be getting comfortable with her?"

"Don't be weird, you're too far"

"If it works, I'm the one who's meritorious" Kamila laughed, her hand reaching out the mineral bottled water to Rayyan. Rayyan accepted it and opened it and drank it.

"Shut up" Rayyan snorted, then she glanced towards Kamila. Not angry, he has been very memorized by Kamila, a person who contributed in his life, who can be a friend, friend, and brother to him. Not infrequently they argue, but not until they fight.

"Well she's originally sweet, funny as it is" Kamila judged Hanna from her personal point of view. "It doesn't bother you, does it?"

Rayyan raised her shoulders, indeed she did not know Hanna yet, and there was no intention to know Hanna any further, because her marital status was only limited. But these few days for her, Hanna was indeed cute and a figure that could make her laugh. Girls who do not look interested in him at all, do not overdo it, even tend to hate him. Rayyan laughed a little.

"Well..are you laughing? look" Kamila pointed with her index finger. Rayyan shook her head.

"No..iya..he is indeed a bit strange, in the moment yes...not arrogant, in the moment all now like who does not know Rayyan? even I sometimes ilfeel with the outrageous hysterical cries of the fans, he didn't show that at all"

"Oh yeah?" Kamila. Kamila remembered, in every Rayyan show, the hysterical cries of the fans did not escape his view, even some fainted too excited when he saw the appearance of Rayyan.

"Yes"

"Don't know you" Kamila said.

"Of course, otherwise he didn't have a television at home" Rayyan laughed again, her shoulders shaking slightly.

"Where is the present age?"

"Yes Mil..., if the cooking is very simple" Rayyan remembered the menu that some days he ate, really home-cooked food.

"But doyan, right...? good, right..?"

"Try.." Rayyan replied briefly.

"But I'd rather agree with him than your co-star in "Love the Moon"?

"Who?" Rayyan tried to remember her movie co-star a few months ago.

"Safia"

"What happened to him?"

"Like him to be like you"

"Then anyway? bodo very" Rayyan chimed in casually.

"Tau ah who is in love with Talitha, beware if you make a move" Kamila threatened. Rayyan sneered and looked at Kamila. "Why? you still meet her, right?" Kamila returned to guessing, and the guess was not wrong.

Rayyan let out a heavy sigh, for a moment she fell silent. "Yesterday, we agreed not to meet first"

"You still hope?"

"Come" Rayyan replied diplomatically.

Kamila looked towards the street, her eyes catching someone who was on the side of the road.

"Isn't that Hanna?" Kamila pointed outwards, coincidentally the speed of the car slowed down due to the red light. Rayyan looked in the direction Kamila pointed at. Hanna was standing on the side of the road.

"Take it with you guys, he wants to sniff it out he said"

"No need" Rayyan replied lightly, her eyes no longer see Hanna who was on the side of the road not far from her car. The car was back on, Kamila exhaled. If the word usher Hanna would not make Rayyan late to arrive at the location.

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Hanna looked agitated, the angkot that was waiting since then was always full. Until finally he decided to ride an online ojek, for him the difference in fees was all that meant, because he had to save a lot to pay for his college semester money. Hanna snorted, pulled out her phone and squeezed her online motorcycle app. He saw the clock on his phone screen, it showed almost 8 am, Pak Ibra's clock in class is 8. Hanna set foot on the street, her heart felt so bad for herself. It wasn't until a minute, the ojek he ordered arrived.

"With Ms Hanna?" ask the driver with a green jacket. Hanna nodded, then the driver gave her helmet to Hanna.

Hanna accepted it, then quickly climbed onto the bike. "Hurry up bang, speed up"

"Ready brother" replied his brother ojol.

10 Minutes after they arrived at the college, Hanna took off her helmet and paid the fare. Then he with all his might ran towards his class. His heart was beating uncharacteristically, his hair looked messy as well, no matter what. Hanna was running towards her class, she had to race against Mr Ibra's long footsteps. Do not let Mr. Ibra arrive first in class.

Almost to the class in question, Hanna saw the back that she memorized so much, yes it was the back of Mr. Ibra. He was already in front of the class, soon his feet would have stepped to the door. Hanna ran without making a sound of shoe treads.

And by sheer force, he was on equal footing with Mr. Ibra.

"Excuse me sir.good morning" said Hanna. Mr. Ibra was silent and looked coldly. Hanna's footsteps entered the class first from Mr. Ibra.

As usual, his superhuman banner had already prepared a seat for him. Panji moved his bag and placed it on the floor as soon as Hanna prepared to sit in her chair.

"Why is it so late?" ask Panji in a loud voice.

"Yes, my motorbike is sad again" Hanna replied no less softly, afraid that Mr. Ibra would hear it. The lecturer was already in his chair and prepared to give the materials. Hanna carefully listened, although her eyes felt heavy and her body still felt sore. He didn't want Mr. Ibra to highlight it with his attitude. Two hours passed.

"Please collect your individual duties" the sound of the thunder-tub seemed to grab Hanna's ears casually.

"What's? assignment?" Hanna seemed to be thinking hard, trying to remember what Mr Ibra meant" Hanna patted her forehead, wanting it to feel like she was crying on the floor while rolling around.

All the students started to come forward to collect the task in question, Hanna bending her face. Doomsday before his eyes, Mr. Ibra will not want to know what is happening to him. Hanna resigned if she had to get a D.

Yes, he remembered that the assignment was given weeks ago, the day before the incident he "married" Rayyan. Well from that moment on, his brain suddenly likes senile, likes careless fishing, and even important tasks are forgotten.

Hanna hit him on the head, blaming him. "Why did I forget?" his gerrick.

"All that?" ask Mr. Ibra while packing.

Seeing Hanna's strange behavior, Panji seemed to have memorized the situation.

"Why? forgot?"

Hanna nodded, her eyes pleading.

"Kok tumben Pak Ibra's task until forgotten? nih" Panji handed over a neatly-billed task sheet, complete with Hanna's name and the student's master number. Hanna's eyes sparkled, I don't know what to say.

"Later in his speech, now gather it to Mr. Ibra" he ordered, Hanna nodded, with her spirit forward, almost leaving the classroom.

Without looking at Hanna, Ibra accepted the assignment and left the classroom. Hanna breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you Panji.seriously, if there's no you can-can I can not take the final exam with him"

"Yes equally..why the hell have you been lacking focus lately?"

"Ehm...? me?" Hanna surprised. Is he lacking focus?"

Panji nodded, the other friends had already left the class, Panji had also stood up and prepared to leave the class, as well as Hanna.

"Yes, you're not focused"

"Oh.it might be a lot of work at home, but I really thank you for being my superhero again" Hanna grinned.

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