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Invective

If usually the one who will be the extinguisher of the gala feeling is Panji, now no longer. Hanna felt bad if she had to tell Panji. Moreover, he knew, today Panji would fly out of town to start a new life with a new job.

With puffy eyes that still hold his sleepiness because Hanna can only sleep for about 2 hours. Hanna rushed to take a shower and changed clothes, because today she had to keep working. Hanna smeared thin makeup on her face, and did not manage to hide her tired face.

"Ah bodo very much," Hanna immediately left the mirror in her room and immediately came out, as she had to leave for work now.

A car that drove him this morning was already in front of his house.

"Good morning ma'am, I was sent by Mr. Salman to take my mother to work,"

"Sir Salman, then,?" Hanna raised her eyebrows. "Oh yes," Hanna just remembered if the name of the famous lawyer is Salman. "It shouldn't be, I can ride a bulge,"

"The message is Mr. Salman because to make it easier for Ms. Hanna because Hanna's motorcycle is still in the police," he said. Practically if communication can only be done by a lawyer, because Rayyan's cell phone becomes an item seized by the police for a while.

Hanna finally nodded and got into the car resignedly.

        Arriving at the office, Hanna who had just set foot in the lobby became the center of attention of many people she met.

"It turns out to be a narcoboy" muttered a voice not far from Hanna. And sure enough, the news is patas into the consumption of the netizens.

"Don't let him make it too, look at the pedals. It's ruined Rayyan's career, and now it's narcoboy" added another voice. Hanna quickened her pace, immediately entering the elevator. And there was Farel too.

"For Han," said Farel, Hanna looked for a moment at Farel and then looked back to the front, right at the elevator wall.

"For the sir" replied Hanna briefly. Farel is still looking friendly, is he not the news circulating it.

Tying

The sound of the elevator doors opening, Hanna exiting the elevator, as well as Farel. And they walked together towards their room.

"It looks really butek" cried Farel as he put his bag on the table. Hanna smiled lazily, her hand turning on the power button on her computer. Get ready to work, whether he can be maximal or not today. Because it has not been working hours, Hanna tried to peek at the blink of her social media. With a cautious feeling, preparing his mind with all the insults and insults that exist. Hanna closed her eyes before reading through the incoming messages one after another.

And sure enough, almost all the slurs were there, all the bad words did not subside filled his social media.

Starting from the unlucky carrier woman, ugly woman, drug kingpin, drug lair, just get away from Rayyan, get away from the world.

That really bad sentence was teasing her mind. At that moment they accused him.

"Even they know nothing" Hanna murmured to her heart, her head leaning against the table, unable to face them.

"You are strong," the sentence rang, the voice of Panji still ringing in his ear. Where the new banner last night told him.

Hanna raised her head again, her hands immediately popping social media from her surfing page. Now prepare to focus on work.

"If you need rest, you should allow it," said Farel's voice, which turned out to be in front of Hanna's desk, Hanna's vision was illuminated by her computer screen. Hanna tilted her head in order to see Farel with her spines.

"No sir, I'm fine" Hanna smiled, to make everything look fine.

"What's with all the slurs you get you're still okay,?" farel asked, both hands folded in the chest. How did Farel know that Hanna got it all?

"Yes, I'm fine sir" he answered briefly, his hand grabbing the blue map containing the files he had to work on today.

"Ok, if you're not feeling well, I'm allowing you to go home" he said as he stepped back to his desk.

His head felt extremely dizzy, while thinking about how Rayyan's fate would be today? until now he has not received any news from Mr Salman.

"Sir.." said Hanna.

"Yes Han,?" farel replied that he was still facing the computer screen.

"Let me rest for a while, maybe I'm late to the office" he asked.

"It doesn't matter, do I need to be with you,?" bargained for.

"Oh.no sir, thank you," he replied clumsyly, would be a runyam if Farel dropped him off later. The slurs will not stop, they will become.

"Ok, go,"

"Thank you sir,"

This second feels very slow, the break hours are less than 30 minutes. Hanna who had finished doing all her work was waiting in her chair alone, although her eyes were sleepy heavily she tried to hold it. normally she would make coffee, now she would actually hold it, now she would actually hold it, avoiding obvious evil noises will fill the pantry room.

And finally the break came, Hanna took her bag and left her room. Almost the same as this morning, all eyes were on him, but he was indifferent and indifferent. Hanna had booked an ojek online since she was in the elevator, right out the ojek was waiting for her. Fit.

        Hanna paid the fee on the app, "Thank you bang" he said, handing over the helmet he had just taken off his head.

"Together brother, don't forget to be given 5 stars yes brother," pinya brother.

"Yes bang,"

"Thank you, brother,"

Hanna raised her thumb as she passed towards the room shown by Mr. Salman, it seems that Mr. Salman is already there.

Hanna who was picked up by one of the team from Rayyan's lawyer easily went inside. It turns out that there are still some reporters out there to get the news.

"How is Rayyan sir,?" hanna asked after meeting with Mr. Salman.

"She's fine, and just did a hair check,"

"Oh yes, then when is the result sir,?"

"Not yet.later be told when it comes out, praying will be fine,"

"Yes," Hanna who still has not received a full explanation can only pray that Rayyan can be free, and this is just a misunderstanding.

"Can you meet Rayyan, please,?" ask Hanna.

"Later, in about an hour, yeah,"

"Oh yes sir," Hanna sat in one of the chairs. It appears that Mr. Salman is talking with his team, in order to develop a strategy to defend.

"Even if he's wrong, hopefully he'll learn from all of this" Hanna murmured.

Hanna still regretted being too indifferent and didn't care about Rayyan, how stupid she was.