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Speak From Heart

The night is getting late, the grill meat and soft drinks are already toilet. Rayyan should not drink this drink, because it can affect his voice, only special tonight, he loosened the rules for himself. He was enjoying tonight, like he was on the side of a mountain. The towel she had been holding from earlier had been placed on the mat she was on, Hanna was also still sitting sweetly beside her.

Like friends, they flow. Hanna remembers Kamila's message for Hanna to take care of Rayyan, though she doesn't know what's really going on.

"I've lived a long time" Rayyan let out a long sigh, started the story, her memories went back to the past, the past she didn't want to remember at all. Hanna looked to the right, clearly seeing Rayyan's face looking up at the sky, Hanna saw how handsome Rayyan was from the side, her sharp nose becoming more and more visible. The smell of bath soap still smelled on his nose even though Rayyan had been sitting here.

"My mom died of illness, after I lost my world" Rayyan added, Hanna was still silent, she didn't want to cut Rayyan's story with questions, she wanted to hear the whole thing. So that the story he got was round.

"Since then I felt what I was living for, until finally there was Kamila who I had considered a sister until now, according to Kamila's story, the mother who took care of her, and the mother who took care of her, so he was like the return of my life" Rayyan smiled flatly, her eyes still busy staring at the night sky. "You can blame me too, right?" Rayyan suddenly looked towards smaping, right at the sight of Hanna. Hanna turned a blind eye, because this situation could have poisoned her feelings, because Rayyan's eyes could really hypnotize her.

"Why?" Hanna opened her eyes, her hands busy playing the grass not far from where she was sitting.

Rayyan gave a small smile, there was no way the girl next to her did not know the direction of her conversation. Rayyan took a long breath.

"There's nothing wrong with you" Hanna replied.

"Oh yeah? with all the news and scandals going around?" Rayyan smiled back. "Come on, you don't pretend to be Han, Kamila's classmate who never scolded me that hard to even poke"

"Yes because I'm not Kamila" Hanna replied.

"You mean you don't care?" rayyan asked increasingly astonished by the girl next to him, how the girl looked at him, against the scandal that hit him lately.

"I mean, you're doing it because there's a reason, and that's what I don't know" Hanna flicked her shoulders. Rayyan nodded.

"Yes.maybe"

"Well" Hanna nodded. He was actually waiting for Rayyan to open up all her stories.

"I lost Mom, and I feel Talitha has everything that can make me comfortable" Rayyan's short answer slightly opened the veil.

"Camila?" Hanna raised both eyebrows, of course she questioned Kamila's role.

"He can't act like Mom, he's as a big brother" Rayyan replied briefly. Hanna got an answer.

"Lantas, you actually like Talitha just because she looks like my late mother?" hanna Cowboy. Rayyan looked back at the girl, the girl who broke her thoughts.

"Either"

"I never knew how painful your life was in the past, until it arose like this, who knew you, and of course who could solve it was you alone" Hanna tried to be neutral.

Rayyan let out a long sigh, until now she still felt that her closeness to Talitha was a reasonableness, no matter how wrong she was.

"I still want to fight with Talitha" Rayyan added.

"If that's what you want, you have to weigh from various sides, because in addition to hurting the hearts of many people, it will certainly interfere with careers, already know that right?" Hanna tried to confront Rayyan's thoughts. "Oh sorry, I don't mean to patronize, no, it's just that I chimed in on our conversation anyway, sorry"

"Nothing, you're enough to make me feel a little relieved today, I was wrong with Kamila, and I know I was wrong, but somehow I haven't been able to let go of her"

"You don't have to let go if you can't" Hanna smiled meaningfully. Rayyan looked at the girl's eyes, sincerely speaking to her. "It's late, don't you have a busy schedule tomorrow? go to sleep if your feelings have improved" asked Hanna, she wanted to hurry to tidy up the dishes and her friends she used to cook earlier.

"Can I stay here? I want to sleep here" Rayyan closed her eyes, she wanted to hide the tears that were beginning to fall in her eyes. Hanna stopped taking care of her cooking utensils, she gave a small nod.

"If you still want to talk, talk, as much as I can listen to your story" Hanna looked at Rayyan who still closed her eyes.

Suddenly Rayyan put her head on Hanna's lap, Hanna was shocked, but she did not refuse, leaving Rayyan's head in her lap. It was possible that the heavy burden Rayyan was feeling, it was just that she could not convey everything to Hanna.

No more words from Rayyan, the man looked calm on his lap, maybe asleep, or maybe just closed his eyes, melted everything in his heart. Wanting her bassist Hanna stroke Rayyan's hair, the idol artist was completely real in front of her, just inches from her sight. His black hair, his smooth clean face, his nose, was very clearly plastered. This is a real temptation. Hanna closed her eyes as she shook her head slightly, trying to shake off all those temptations.

Stuff still scattered, Hanna carefully placed Rayyan's head on the mini mat, then she walked away from Rayyan to pick up a pillow and also a blanket for Rayyan. Too deep, so that Rayyan is not disturbed at all. Hanna put Rayyan's head on the pillow, then covered it until only the part of the head was visible.

Hanna herself could not bear to leave Rayyan asleep outside, finally she also slept near Rayyan, with different pillows and blankets, in contrast to Rayyan who was soundly, Hanna could not sleep well.

Hanna knows a little about Rayyan's life, being a top celebrity is not easy, she sees Rayyan from the glasses of a fan, Rayyan is a glamorous, glamorous person, he was always happy and had no sad past. In fact, now that he's starting to know who Rayyan is, he's not as happy as he looks. He was lonely and missed his mother, to form the character that is like today.

Hanna looked towards Rayyan's sleeping face, very deep, very calm, Hanna smiled slightly, then she closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

The night was long, but very meaningful, the little tent bears witness to how Hanna began to know about Rayyan's life.