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Silent Attention

"Can't we make a deal?" rayyan asked, she glanced at Kamila who was wearing her sunglasses this morning, I don't know. There was no reply from Kamila, only a somewhat long sigh. This was the first sentence that slid off Rayyan's lips after being silent all the way today.

"I'm sorry about what happened yesterday, but can't we talk about it?" ask Rayyan again.

"Make what else? to ruin your career?" ask Kamila ketus. Rayyan smiled wryly, it seems that Kamila is still angry at him.

"Oh Mil, you don't know how I feel" Rayyan still chuckles, just softer.

"I promised you, I'll never disappoint your late mother, remember that! after all I will protect you, and your career. Until here get it?" Kamila's assertive.

Rayyan nodded, this is not the right time to talk about this matter.

"Ok Mil, I'm sorry"

"Well, that should be what you have to do" said Kamila feeling victorious. He did not want to tolerate what Rayyan did this time. He wanted Rayyan to really get away from Talitha, that's all.

"I want to ask, where do you usually order good food?" rayyan asked with a different question, no longer discussing the matter earlier. Talitha looked towards him.

"Why?"

"Yes want to miss Mil"

"Make?" Kamila probed, she opened her glasses slightly, but it was still stuck to her face.

"Yes, kepo"

"For whom? I need to know" Kamila folded both her arms around her chest.

"Hehms....Hanna" she said softly. Kamila held back a laugh, her body shaking. Rayyan saw Kamila.

"Is there something strange?" ask Rayyan.

"Yes, since when do you care about her?"

"What's wrong with sending food?"

"You deserve him" Kamila said. Rayyan laughed out loud. That sentence sounded ridiculous in his ears.

"You don't go crazy, Mil" Rayyan snorted. "Yes you set me up with him, the agreement is just an agreement, after this end" he added, he felt uncomfortable with Kamila's words.

Kamila grew increasingly excited to hear Rayyan was upset, but she also wondered what Hanna had done last night until Rayyan was moved to send food, as a sign of attention. At least that's what Kamila thought.

Kamila grabbed her phone and sent out a number for Rayyan. A restaurant that he usually orders food.

Without asking further, Rayyan ordered food for Hanna that morning. There is no other meaning, just a thank you.

        Unfortunately Rayyan made sure first that Hanna was home, only according to her house security, Hanna was not home. He also did not ask Hanna where it was now, but it was possible that Hanna was in her own house, Rayyan guessed.

"Why, I like the girl" Kamila said, reopening the conversation with Rayyan. Rayyan turned towards Kamila. "He is sincere"

"Mil.you don't delude, get up gih, a lot of work. After this job is done, I want to take a vacation, give me time, or find me free time, at least 3 days ago" Rayyan pinta without responding to Kamila's remarks about Hanna.

"Where?"

"Out of town, I rest my soul and body" Rayyan held her head.

"Ok, after this I take care of, but promise me you won't do anything" Kamila threatened. Rayyan let out a long sigh, then agreed.

In his heart, Rayyan was still in revolt. Why is Kamila so hard on her, especially her love affair with Talitha. Wanted to argue, but he was ogah, unwilling to prolong and muddy the atmosphere.

Rayyan grabbed the phone nearby, there were a lot of messages coming in, only she was not interested in opening or replying to it. That's not what he's waiting for.

"Did he like the food I sent?" muttered.

Rayyan opens her phone and searches for Hanna's name on her phone, types something, then deletes it, is typed again and deleted again. Eventually, he did not type and send the message. Rayyan rubbed her face with her hands, then tried to close her eyes, tomorrow there was still another shoot, and her body needed a break.

        ***

Hanna rushed to the campus, today there is a class exam Mr. Ibra, lest he be late. Hanna ran small towards her class, with her face coming to the front of her class. While waving the same hands of his classmates, it turned out that only a few friends had come. That means he's not late, and the exam will be safe. The banner did not even see the trunk of his nose.

Hanna opened her book and opened her breakfast box, she didn't have time for breakfast at home, Just brought the bread she smeared with jam.

"Hey breakfast is good" said someone, Hanna then turned to the source of the sound.

"Eh mas Bian.mau? it's still there" Hanna held out a light blue lunchbox to Bian. Bian smiled while shaking his head.

"Make you, I've had breakfast at home" Bian refused.

"Oh okay" Hanna put her lunchbox back between them. "What are you doing here early in the morning? any need?" hanna asked as she finished her bread.

"So look at you in front of that street here, so I'm following you" her hand pointed to the front of the campus where Hanna's class was.

"Oh..." Hanna returned to her book, the book this time more interesting than Bian's eyes.

"It's really busy" Bian sneered as he looked at Hanna.

"Eh..engakkak.eh yes..ah well, have not had time to learn, so busy" Hanna chuckled. Then he closed the book.

"Nothing, continue reading, I'm here"

"If something says it, it hasn't come in yet" Hanna grinned, now she really sees Bian's good looks. Those beautiful eyes, and that hair drizzle, made Hanna feel fuller, maybe later on during the Ibra exam, her brain immediately watered down.

"Later tonight can come with me?"

"Huh?" Hanna was aghast, trying to control herself. "Where?"

"There, it's just a stretch, not for long"

"Ehm how ya...."

"Bangatan doang Han, please yes.kitung-itung help me"

"Where is it...bentare but yes?"

"Yes, the doang"

"Ok deh"

"I'm taking you home" Bian shone.

"Oh no need, we meet where, later I tell you, I don't want to be picked up at home"

"Why?" bian asked curiously, it was unusual for him to have to pick up people's children on the street, it was impolite.

"It's okay, avoid it.fear that it's gossip..ehm..gossip neighbors, yes it is" Hanna grimaced. He was actually looking for an excuse, what would happen if he knew he was at Rayyan's house, even though Bian did not know it was Rayyan's house.

"Oh well, ready" Bian finally relented, then he bade his way to his faculty.