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5. New Day

Hanna had been awake since earlier, the atmosphere of the house felt very quiet. Unlike his own home, surely at this hour there is already a furore in the kitchen and laundry. Hanna looked towards the window, then her hand grabbed the curtain and looked out from behind the glass. It still looks dark. Hanna took a deep breath. I still dream of being at Rayyan's house. But where is Rayyan? He didn't see it after yesterday

morn. Is he not home.

Hanna left the window, her throat was dry, she immediately exited the room and headed for the kitchen. Hanna opened the refrigerator and looked for cold water, just after closing the refrigerator door, she was shocked when beside her a figure suddenly appeared.

“Ahhhh” Hanna was suffocated, she only saw the legs because of the position she was squatting. Hanna gulped her saliva,

then calm his mind.

“Open ghost” whispers while closing his eyes.

“Minggir” says Rayyan casting a shadow halu Hanna.

“Oh...iya” Hanna immediately shuffled after her hand successfully removed a bottle of cold drinking water from the refrigerator.

Rayyan opened the fridge and did the same.

Hanna was sitting on a wooden chair in the dining room not far from the refrigerator, Rayyan was sitting there. Hanna

looking at Rayyan, it seems that the idol man is like an ordinary human being who if at home using shirts and shorts like Nayo when at home, flip-flops and hair are also messy.

“Why? Never seen a handsome guy just wake up?” rayyan asked suddenly, leaving Hanna stunned.

“It turns out she's narcissistic” whispered in the heart.

“Oh...oh..no, Just..Just wonder”.

“Why?” ask Rayyan.

“Heran..house of this size is quiet, no one helps you so...ehm...I mean ready your breakfast, you are a big artist” replied Hanna immediately, it feels like she has to leave an awkward impression. Rayyan was silent at Hanna's words.

Rayyan placed the glass she had just gulped down the water to the toilet on the table. He looked at Hanna.

“Do you know me?” rayyan asked as she looked at Hanna sharply.

Hanna who was stared at sharply by Rayyan, as if feeling like fainting, those beautiful eyes were real in front of her, no longer the posters that were on the walls of her room. But he should still look fine.

“Pleaseee...my heart beats normally..” whispered Hanna in the heart.

“Oh..iya Rayyan Sebastian..ehm..just just know” said Hanna lying, she folded both her hands on the chest. After all he also had to keep the prestige, even though in his heart it was revolting.

Rayyan smiled faintly.

“How can you only know me without admiring me?” muttered.

“What?” ask Hanna. The Rayyan he idolized turned out to be a bitch?

Rayyan moved out of her chair.

“Oh yes.regardless if you want to cook and others in this house, sometime we discuss what needs to be discussed” said Rayya then left Hanna.

“Hiiis...why is he so? Why not as beautiful as in the poster?” hanna muttered while raising both of her hands. Then his right hand grabbed the glass that still had water left, gulped it up to the toilet.

From behind the kitchen window, the sun was already rising. Hanna didn't go to college yesterday, and today she can't be late.

            Hanna was a little overwhelmed, almost late to her class Mr. Ibra, a lecturer who is famous killer in his department. Being late for a minute can be stressful and can't get into class.

“Nearly” Hanna set her breath as soon as she arrived in front of the classroom door. The entire class was almost full by the students, Hanna glanced towards the empty seats that were already reserved for her.

“Thank you, Panji” said he then sat down next to the man he called the Panji. “Luckily Mr. Ibra has not come” he added, he put his bag on the floor, lying just like that.

“Burn where?” ask Panji.

“Oh yesterday I sibuuuuuk really, did not have time to reply to your message” Hanna said lying.

The atmosphere of the classroom that was crowded suddenly quiet when the lecturer in question arrived, the lecturer with a large height and wearing thick glasses entered the class without making a sound. The haunted impression immediately struck. If the assortment then the value of D is ready to be accepted. Almost two hours in class, resisting drowsiness, boredom and tension. Finally the class was over, Hanna tidied up the ballpoint pen and the book returned to the bag

his backpack.

“You've eaten?” ask Panji who is also doing the same activity. Hanna shook her head, as there was indeed no groceries in Rayyan's refrigerator.

“Yuk” breakfast take Panji. Hanna did not refuse, this was one of the habits that she did the same Panji when

he did not have breakfast at home. They walked to the canteen.

They sat next to each other, while waiting for food, Hanna noticed around. The cafeteria was not so crowded with other students.

“Duh...”whisper Hanna.

“Why?” asked Panji while looking at Hanna who was sitting next to him.

Hanna rubbed her chest and calmed her heart. Panji looked around, as soon as he saw someone not far from where he was sitting, Panji understood.

“Why? Want to sit there?” tanyanya tempt. Hanna shakes. “Still like?” ask Panji again. Yep, in

near her sat there was a look of someone Hanna had liked for a long time, she was one of Hanna's level older sisters.

Hanna did not reply, but she did still like the man, Bian her name. Panji smiled flatly looking at Hanna.

Hanna's hasty self-consciousness, is she still worthy of loving others? She is now Rayyan's legal wife. Hanna breathed a sigh of contempt. Their orders arrived, Hanna ate her dishes voraciously. Even forgot that Bian was in a place not far from him.

            Today's lecture is over, Hanna stopped by her father's house first. Just a day apart it feels like he has longed hard with his father and sister.

“Ayaaaah..” shouted Hanna from the outside, Her father seemed surprised to see Hanna's arrival.

“Hi daughter of a beautiful father, have you eaten?” ask Mr. Handi.

“Not yet, just breakfast earlier” replied Hanna and then entered the house. “Nayo where?”

“She is doing chores at her friend's house”

“Oh”

“So dad cook vegetable spinach, sambal, same tilapia goring, eat, you must be hungry”

“Let's go yah” Hanna sitting in the front foam seat of the TV.

“Are you happy to stay there?” ask Mr. Handi.

Hanna did not reply, she just looked at her father. From Hanna's eyes, Mr. Handi knew the answer.

“Ah come, eat first”

            Hanna arrived at Rayyan's house almost 9 pm, it felt like her feet were heavy stepping into the house. Hanna parked her motorcycle in the garage, and a white car was parked there

sana. Hanna went inside the house.

There was a voice coming from a room, a voice chatting. All he knew was Rayyan's voice with a

women, but not Kamila. Hanna stepped slowly, not wanting to disturb the conversation of the two people, at first glance she saw that Rayyan was talking to the woman she failed to marry.

Hanna was indifferent, then she went to the kitchen to put down the groceries that she would cook tomorrow,

then he went into the room to rest.