
"Dad don't have to worry, I'm fine" Hanna asserted.
"It's all dad's fault, you shouldn't be like this, I miss the three of us together"
"We'll be together soon, right? everything will be back to how it was"
"You shouldn't...." Mr. Handi did not continue his sentence.
"Dad, don't be that father, just assume Hanna is working, and this time the salary is big, look at me healthy well, and I'm happy" Hanna widened her smile. Mr. Handi looked at Hanna with a smile, he was proud to have the always cheerful Hanna.
Mr. Handi continued his breakfast, as did Hanna. The side dishes that Hanna brought this time were right, because she happened to have not cooked.
"I'm helping you finish your job, Dad can relax a little" Hanna said.
"No need, you just clean the house, I'm not good at tidying up the house, and your room was not yet able to clean it, did not have time" pinta Pak Handi. Their breakfast was done, Hanna nodded after she finished sipping a glass of water. Hanna tidied up the dishes on the table and took them to the dishwasher, carefully washing them, all while cleaning the kitchen area.
After some time, Hanna went inside her room, that narrow room full of memories.
"In a moment we'll be together again" she told her room, as if she could hear her voice. Hanna watched the entire room, there were still many posters stuck on the walls of her room. Hanna stood in front of a poster of Rayyan. The face in the poster was smiling.
"Well, on the poster you look perfect." muttered Hanna while looking at that face. "No wonder there are so many wounds" Hanna snorted, letting her breath blow long. Hanna held onto the poster, then turned to another corner. Hanna opened her bedroom window, letting air through her room. Now no longer stuffy, Hanna immediately cleaned her room that felt a bit stuffy and dusty. Change the sheets and so on. After his room was over, he changed to clean his sister's room, not too much energy he needed, just chanting sheets and pillowcases, because his sister was a human who diligently improved the room, especially his room. Although the room is tiny, but looks very neat. Hanna smiled, proud of her sister's discipline. Hanna stared at the photo on the desk of her sister's study.
Hanna turns to the living room, sweeps it and mops it, with what this does, she believes that if her father is too busy with his father's work, so is Nayo, he is busy with his college, he believes that his father is too busy with his father's work, even the housework was temporarily neglected. His father had to handle the laundry.
Hanna paused for a moment, seeing that her father was busy ironing customers' clothes, it could be that the clothes will be taken today, it could be an hour or two more. Hanna could not bear to see her father so hard at work.
"Dad..rest.." pinta Hanna. "Let me finish it"
Mr. Handi turned his head towards Hanna, his lips covered in a smile, this was his daily work.
"You have rested, you are used to it, even if you do not say anything, you will be tired and tired, this is just a little more, soon finished"
Hanna looked at her father with pity.
"No need to worry about dad, you're tired, rest.Let's just buy food outside, ok?" haggar Pak Handi's.
"Yeah, what do you want? later let Hanna pesen, or Hanna who came out to buy"
"Whatever you are"
"Ready" Hanna raised the thumb of her right hand, Hanna glanced at the clock, lunchtime was still somewhat later, so she would take a shower first before buying food. She hopes her sister comes home soon, because she misses Nayo.
Mr. Handi was done with his work, he immediately took a shower and prepared to take a short break. While Hanna was preparing to buy food outside.
"Dad..I go first yes.." cried Hanna while knocking on her father's room door, not waiting long for the door to open, saw Mr. Handi facing Hanna.
"Wanna go home?" asked Mr. Handi while watching Hanna.
"Buy eat well..." Hanna laughed, her father forgot.
"Oh...kirain..hot like this, do not order online only?"
"Wind the wind"
"Oh well.be careful...."
Hanna had just put on her helmet and was preparing to leave the house, the air this afternoon was quite blistering. Because it was too busy to buy food outside, Hanna finally reckless.
Hanna pulled the motor and rode it, preparing to start the engine.
"Excuse me" said a voice from outside the fence.
"Yes" Hanna looked up at the direction of the source of the voice, seen a food delivery courier.
"With sister Hanna?" ask the courier. Hanna got off her bike and approached the courier, looking at him in wonder. Because indeed he had not ordered anything, why the courier had come to the house.
"Yes." answered Hanna right in front of the courier.
"This is a food delivery, please sign it" said the courier, Hanna still confused. Some time he was still dumb.
"From who?" ask Hanna.
"Oh who was this from...?" the courier tried to remember. "Oh this is called sister" the courier looked at the paper attached to the food chain.
It says "RS" Hanna tried to digest the initials of the name.
"Please sign it, because I want to deliver another food package" said the courier when he saw Hanna bengong.
"Oh yes" Hanna signed the paper. "Thank you, yeah..."
"Sama-sama brother" replied the courier before passing.
Hanna was still wearing a helmet and holding the food chain earlier.
"Who the hell is he from?" Hanna was still mumbling.
"So she said she was going out?" Mr. Handi came out of the house, saw Hanna bengong with his mistress. "Loh...kok already got food?" Mr. Handi was astonished.
Hanna handed the rantang to Mr. Handi, then he took off his helmet on his motorcycle seat. Mr. Handi received the rantang, seeing a card hanging on one side of the rantang handle.
"Hey Thank You" as written on the paper.
"Who's RS?" Mr. Handi frowned.
Hanna was silent for a moment, her brain was already working well. "Rayyan" Hanna replied accordingly.
"Oh" sir Handi nodded. "What event is it?" ask again. Hanna shrugged her shoulders. "This is a thank you?"
"Yes, she does like that, so Hanna is always full, yuk ah let's have lunch" Hanna asked.
"Aren't you waiting for your sister?" ask Mr. Handi.
"Well, I can" Hanna answered, trailing into the house, her hands looking for an object she had stored in her bag, a cell phone.
On the screen of the phone, there were no messages or calls from Rayyan. Is it true if the food is from Rayyan, or she is overconfident. Hanna put her phone back in her bag.
Actually she wanted to call and ask him, but he stopped. Surely Rayyan was busy, and there was nothing special about this meal for Rayyan.
Hanna drew closer to the challenger before arranging it onto the plate, the thanks seem sincerely written. It might represent Rayyan's heart, even though it was typed.