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The unique hanna

It's almost midnight when Hanna finishes all her activities tonight, thankfully tomorrow there's no morning lecture. At least he can relax a little, not rush to leave early in the morning to campus. Hanna went inside the room, closed the door of her room and locked it, Hanna stretched out her hands to relax more before she threw her body on the bed and enjoyed her night sleep, although it's nearing dawn.

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Despite sleeping almost midnight, in fact Hanna was used to waking up early. She was busy in the kitchen, cooking for breakfast. A variety of vegetables are in the refrigerator, whether it is actually Rayyan shopping alone or telling others. There were even vegetables that were foreign to Hanna, not once had she cooked them.

But Hanna did not care, she cooked the usual dishes she cooked, bodo very Rayyan later will be doyan or not.

Deftly Hanna arranged her cooking on the dining table, the fragrant smell rippled up to the top floor. Rayyan rubbed her eyes, seeing the sunlight had broken through the window of her room. It seems that he is a bit bad luck waking up, fortunately today's schedule is not as crowded as yesterday. But tomorrow he has to get out of town for a few days. Rayyan got out of bed, headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Hanna left the cooked dishes on the table, she did not have breakfast immediately. He chose to take a shower first, his body felt sticky after cooking.

Rayyan came down from the second floor, immediately headed for the kitchen and saw some of the dishes presented on the dining table, Rayyan sumringah, there seemed to be progress. Hanna cooks meat today in addition to vegetables. And her memory goes back to her childhood, when she saw Hanna's cooking, she seemed to see her mother's cooking. The smile that expands back faded, there is a sense of pain, there is a sense of sadness, longing for his mother to come back.

Rayyan sat pensively in the dining chair, looking at the seductive cuisine, her pleasant childhood. Never once did he have to eat out, because his mother always cooked good food for him. Until one day he had to let his mother no longer cook for him. Rayyan smiled blandly, her eyes slightly teary.

"I miss you Ma" she said slowly. For a moment he fell silent, propping up his chin with both hands. His gaze looked towards the kitchen window which could immediately see out, the sun was not yet high. There were footsteps approaching, there was the sound of a chair being pulled back. Hanna sat in front of him, Hanna picked up the plate and prepared for breakfast. Hanna saw Rayyan daydreaming.

"Would I get you some rice and side dishes?" Hanna was well-intentioned, apparently Rayyan wasn't in her original suit. Rayyan was silent, not waiting for a response from Rayyan, Hanna took rice and vegetables for Rayyan, then shifted the plate that had been filled with breakfast to Rayyan. No words, Rayyan held the spoon.

"Thank you" Rayyan said at last.

"Humm.sama-sama..hopefully like" replied Hanna.

Rayyan began to enjoy her breakfast, it tasted good in her mouth, the home cooking she had longed for, finally coming to her house. No wait for a long time, the rice and vegetables on Hanna and Rayyan's plates are up.

"You want to add?" Hanna offered, Rayyan refused, shaking her head even though she wanted to go. Because his stomach was no longer fit, he refused.

"Why are you blocking my number?" Rayyan put down her drink glass that had been washed out. Hanna looked up, her hand had just picked up Rayyan's empty plate and stacked it with her empty plate.

"Huh number?" Hanna confirmed, while trying to remember. As he remembered, no number came in on behalf of Rayyan.

"Yes, not being answered was blocked" Rayyan was annoyed, she folded her hands on her chest while looking at Hanna. Hanna who was stared at by Rayyan with that gaze shrieked, as if Rayyan wanted to pounce on her. Hanna smiled strangely and scratched her head. He suddenly remembers blocking a number, and Hanna believes it is Rayyan's number, because only one number is blocked on her phone.

"Why? smiles are unclear. You know, out there the girls.the fans on nyari know access to be able to talk directly to me, this you even block my number that I love for free" cerocos Rayyan's. Hanna was relieved, this was the real Rayyan, Rayyan who had returned to her original suit, that annoying Rayyan.

"Is she?" Hanna's pretending to be stupid. Although what Rayyan said was true, he was one of his fans who wanted to have Rayyan number, even if he could not he wanted to follow back his instagram account.

"Pretend beg* again, have my number back, tomorrow I want to leave town for a few days, so I have to be able to monitor you" Rayyan mengultimatum. Hanna gasped, the dishes that had been stacked had not been brought to the dishwasher, she solemnly heard Rayyan lecture, like a father who was lecturing to his son.

"Despite monitoring me?" Hanna asked herself softly.

"What did you say?"

"Huh?" Hanna was wrong, it turns out that Rayyan heard her mutter, even though she was grumbling herself.

"It is necessary, you have me just dare to be together with a guy, especially if I go out of town"

"meaning?" Hanna's getting curious. "Don't you follow me yesterday? there really is no work!" Hanna got up from her chair and carried her plate towards the dishwasher.

"Go out of the city quietly, I'm not what you think, I'm thinking too

my brother's future, if there are things that can undo the deal, then I will also be harmed, understand?" Hanna turned around like she was cornering Rayyan.

"Based on this girl! why is he in power?" Rayyan smiled blandly, then chuckled lightly while shaking her head.

"I'll monitor you, remember that!" Rayyan won't lose.

"Yes...." Hanna finished washing her dirty dishes, putting them on a wet shelf not far from her. "Have you? or is there something else to tell you?" Hanna was standing by Rayyan.

"Why?"

"I'm going to Dad's place, I haven't visited him in a few days"

"Huh..go" Rayyan gave permission, her right hand fluttering, encoding Hanna to leave immediately.

        Rayyan was still sitting on her dining chair, while Hanna had already come out back from her room. Get ready with his backpack. He was astonished when he saw Rayyan still sitting on the dining chair.

"Say celebrities, but like no work" Hanna murmured again as she passed.

"Heh.. by the way what are you?" shouted Rayyan.

"Who...! Hanna stopped her steps, her eyes closed. Why Rayyan had such sharp ears, as if she could hear everything she said despite being so soft. Hanna shook her head and smiled flatly while looking at Rayyan.

"I'm picky work, road endorsements, street advertising, don't you think it's weird" Rayyan gave a clarification.

"Yes.iya" Hanna nodded.

"Already.go there"

No more words, Hanna stepped back to go out.

"Dude!" Rayyan shouted again. Hanna stopped her steps in a hurry.

"What else?" Hanna put the brakes on her sentence so as not to sound like an angry person.

"Here's your phone" Rayyan reached out her right hand, asking Hanna to give her the phone. Hanna exhaled, taking off her backpack that was already adhering sweetly to her back, she picked up her phone and handed it to Rayyan.

Rayyan checked Hanna's phone and made sure her number wasn't blocked.

"Well, I know that my number has been saved, otherwise my number will still be blocked" Rayyan is satisfied, and sure enough the number is still blocked by Hanna. Rayyan returns Hanna's phone, and Hanna puts it back in her backpack.

"I'm leaving" Hanna pouted.

Rayyan laughed when she saw Hanna coming out of her house, a toy she really didn't expect.

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